DAY THREE
[Louis' office, 1:00 p.m]
Louis: (to self) "He'll probably be late again.." (scoffs) "Typica-"
Harry: (strolls in) "I'm here and on time.."
Louis: (claps) "Wow.. I gotta say. I'm impressed."
Harry: "So.. what do you think of my outfit?"
Louis: (looks up and down) "Wait so that's your personal style.. all black?"
Harry: (frowns) "You don't like it?"
Louis: "No it's great it's just a little.." (shrugs) "boring."
Harry: "Well I figured I should play it safe.."
Louis: "Why?"
Harry: "Well.." (nervous) "In case you didn't like it.."
Louis: "Your portfolio isn't about what I would like, it's about you."
Harry: "I know that.." (looks at floor) "I'm sorry.."
Louis: (stands up, walks over to Harry) "Stop apologizing."
Harry: "I'm uh-" (pauses) "ok.."
(eye contact, awkward silence)
Louis: (breaks it) " Yes.. well um- let's get started with Day 3 then.."
(They start walking toward the photography station)
Louis: "I would have liked it.."
Harry: (looks over) "Huh?"
Louis: "I would have liked whatever you had worn.."
Harry: (surprised) "Really?"
Louis: (cheeky smile) "Yeah.."
Harry: "Good to know.."
Louis: (stops in front of the camera) "Ok.. stand in the usual spot." (points)
Harry: (walks over) "Ok. I think I'm ready."
Louis: (takes eye from lens) "Wait.."
Harry: "Yeah?"
Louis: "Unbutton the first few buttons.."
Harry: (slow) "Ok.." (unbuttons)
Louis: (watches) "Maybe um.. maybe one more button."
Harry: "Like this?" (unbuttons, reveals chest)
Louis: "Yeah that looks.." (licks lips) "Great.."
Harry: "What about.." (unbuttons another button) "This?"
Louis: (heavy breathing) "Um.."
Harry: (unbuttons last button, shirt is completely open) "Hows this?"
Louis: (shortness of breath) "Uh-"
Harry: "What about if I mess my hair up?" (shakes hair, bed head) "How does that look?"
Louis: (clears throat) "It looks- good.."
Harry: (bites lip) "Yeah?"
Louis: (brings eye to lens) "I'm ready when you are.."
Harry: "I'm ready.." (lips pursed, seductive pose)
Louis: (click, flash) "Give me.. sexy."
(Harry reveals his chest, tugs on lower lip)
Louis: (hot and bothered) "Great pose.. great-"
(Louis looks down at his pants, notices a bulge. He stops photographing)
Harry: "Why did you stop taking pictures?"
Louis: (embarrassed, tries to hide bulge) "Umm.. no reason."
Harry: (cocks head) "Are you ok, Louis?"
Louis: "Um.. I'll be right back. Don't move."
(Louis runs to the bathroom as fast as he can, panting)
Louis: (talks to pants) "Come on you stupid penis! What are you doing! You don't like men! You're straight!"
(knocking on the bathroom door)
Harry: "Are you sure you're alright?"
Louis: (from inside the bathroom) "Yeah I just um.. I don't feel too well. (breathy) "Is there anyway we can pick this back up tomorrow?"
Harry: (muffled) "Yeah.. that's fine. I hope you feel bett-"
Louis: (abrupt) "Good bye, Harry!"
Harry: (from outside the bathroom) "Um.. Goodbye.."
(Harry leaves the office, leaving Louis in the bathroom)
Louis: (to self) "Ugh! Fuck! What is wrong with me?"
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Photograph || Larry
Fanfiction[Complete] "I don't photograph men.. that's just weird." Famous photographer Louis Tomlinson only photographs women, but when a beautiful model named Harry comes into his office.. He starts to question everything.