Sorry had another prompt 😅 how about one (or two) of the boys hiding when they realise Lewis is in the same venue?
Hiiiii, well this isn't quite what you were looking for but :D
It had become some form of game now. Ever since the last MTV Awards, where Lewis had somehow managed to get his award presented by none other than Liam.
Well, being the man of his word that he was, he’d kissed Liam before he could even hand over the trophy.
When the applause and laughter had finally died down and he could start his speech he had only four words to say.
“Zayn, Louis, you’re next.”
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Somehow, by a sheer miracle that he couldn’t believe himself, he’d been invited to a very small, very indie party next. And what he saw there he could not believe.
Zayn.
The Zayn.
No way.
He was speaking to someone Lewis didn’t know, but Lewis knew basically no one here so that wasn’t surprising.
Now all he needed was a plan. And a good one, too. He wasn’t actually trying to kiss people that really didn’t want to, after all, so just going over there wasn’t the play.
What he didn’t anticipate was Zayn coming up in front of him.
“I know why you’re here.” Wow yeah, Zayn was most definitely prettier in person. Lewis felt his knees go a bit wobbly. Niall’s warning had certainly not been enough.
“Uhm, yeah, well.”
“What are you waiting for then.” Zayn raised an eyebrow at him.
Lewis was not gonna let this chance pass and pulled Zayn into a dry kiss.
He saw the flash of a camera, documenting his achievement and pulled away. Four down, one to go.
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He should’ve known that little fucker Tomlinson would be the hardest one to track down. In theory, it should’ve been easy. This was already their third award show together, but somehow, he’d never managed to get in kissing territory.
The closest he came was almost kissing Louis’ PA Oli, which, well that would not reunite One Direction now, would it.
This time, he’d come with a plan, though.
Well, he came with a Harry. A Harry who had promised to make sure Louis would stay put during Lewis’ first acceptance speech.
He should probably have anticipated that both Harry and Louis would be missing during the whole thing, but at least Harry had a sheepish glint in his eyes and an apology on his lips when they next met. Seduced then, and not downright betraying Lewis. He could deal with that.
The only problem was, he was running out of options. He’d tried sneaking over to Louis’ table twice now, but both times the other man had simply vanished into thin air.
It was already time for the last award of the night, and Lewis wasn’t nominated.
Oh.
Oh, but Louis was.
Well, fate had brought him Zayn’s tasty lips, maybe it would give him Louis’ too.
It took far too long for every nominee to be announced. And then another decade until they opened the bloody envelope.
“And the winner is…… Louis Tomlinson.”
Bingo!
He’d never seen someone be so elected and scared at the same time. Slowly, he made his way to the stage, sneaking closer and closer and stopping only a few centimetres from the podium, waiting patiently for Louis to finish his speech.
Louis finally did and, with a loud sigh, turned to Lewis.
“You won, then.”
Lewis smiled wildly and puckered his lips.
He could get used to this kissing One Direction thing. Maybe he should mention it to Niall.
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