You get me dizzy

Chapter 7

They don’t meet Noah and the rest of the group at 3pm because they wake up way too late and Lost Frequencies plays at 3:30, but they join them at five, one hour before The Script plays the big stage.

Of course Leo’ last day outfit is the best yet, because he’s wearing his best black ‘look at my ass’ jeans (as Zayn called them once and it stuck), his black ‘Skate Tough’ tank and black Vans.

Leo’ heart starts beating faster when he sees Harry’s back as he’s leaning against the VIP bar chatting to Kendall Jenner. And now, he’s been thinking about the free Gin and Tonics by the VIP bar all day, but going over there would just make Harry think that he’s trying to get attention.

“Can you bring me a G&T from the bar?” he asks Zayn instead.

“Why?” Zayn looks over to the bar and understands. “Don’t tell me you’re being shy now.”

Leo looks back to Harry, who’s laughing now as Kendall rubs his arm, laughing as well.

“I’m not-I just don’t want him to think I’m obsessed after last night.”

“He won’t, come on. You’re with me.”

Leo follows him reluctantly and pretends that he doesn’t even see Harry at the bar at first.

“Hi.”

Oh here we go.

He turns around to greet Harry and tries to keep it calm as he gives Kendall a short nod as well.

“I’m Kendall.” She smiles and Leo shakes her hand, introducing himself.

“Is it french?” she asks.

“Don’t really know, but the pronunciation maybe.” He nervously laughs, sparing a glance at Harry. He looks…wow. He’s wearing black jeans and a simple black shirt with the sleeves rolled up and his tattoos are just too much for Leo to handle, so he looks away.

“Did you sleep well?” Harry asks, moving closer to Leo and leaving Kendall behind him.

“Yeah, like a baby. You?”

Harry nods. “The fact that I wasn’t hungover is a big relief though.”

“Same. I think I got pretty sober at…the end of the night.” Leo trails off and asks for a Gin and Tonic to get his mind off Harry.

“So what’s your lineup for the rest of the day?” Harry asks when Leo and Zayn get their drinks and walk over to their table, Kendall completely forgotten.

“Well there’s The Script at six and then I’m thinking of sticking around and watching that indie singer…what was his name again?” Leo jokes and Harry smiles, eyes crinkling and dimples showing.

“I’m pretty sure he’s not that indie.” Harry corrects him and Leo waves it off.

“So yeah, that guy, and then Coldplay at the end. It’s what I came here for.”

Levi and Noah are starting a game of Battleshots at the table and they invite Harry and Leo to join them as their opposite team.

“But three shots per person, otherwise I won’t make it to my show.” Harry warns and they all agree that they’ll do three shots each.

Leo sits down next to Harry, across the table from Levi and Noah, who are already discussing tactics in hushed tones. Zayn is over to another table talking to Shawn and Noah’s friends, who are trying to set up a makeshift beer pong game.

“Place that one here.” Leo tells Harry and moves a shot on B3. They’ve got all the B’s covered and then A2 and D1.

“You sure it’s going to work?” Harry asks, looking down at their battleground.

“I’m sure. I’ve played before, you know.”

Harry raises his hands up in defense, laughing. “Alright, alright. I never have.”

“So it looks like this festival is filled with all types of firsts for you.” Leo jokes and watches Harry’s tongue dart out over his bottom lip.

“Yeah. I like it.”

Okay, is the s****l tension back or is it just Leo?

“Let’s drown them.” Harry then adds and pats Leo’ thigh.

So it’s not just Leo.

“Okay we start.” Leo says and nobody really questions it, so he chooses B3 and Noah takes the shot.

“C1.”

Harry looks down at their field and shakes his head. “No. A1.”

It goes on like that until Harry drinks all his shots and all three of Leo’ are still intact, meanwhile Noah and Levi both have one more left.

“Okay, did we say D4 already? There’s always one in the corner.” Leo whispers to Harry, who shakes his head.

“D4.”

Levi curses and raises his glass to down his third shot.

“Okay, B4.” Noah says and Leo drinks.

“They’ve got one more, think.” Leo tells Harry.

Harry laughs. “I’m trying, but I forgot what we said until now. Okay, fine. Um, A4.”

Noah shakes his head and Leo curses, saying that they’ve said that number already.

“C2.”

“Ha! No. Okay, D3.”

Noah yells and takes his last shot, which has Harry high-fiving Leo.

“To celebrate, you drink one and I drink one.” Leo tells him and Harry agrees, so they knock the shot glasses together and drink them.

“I think we should start heading over to The Script.” Zayn joins into the conversation, motioning at his watch.

“You coming?” Leo asks Harry before he can stop himself.

“I did.” Harry answers in a low voice and Leo’ eyes widen as he looks around to see if anyone heard.

“Shhh, I meant to see The Script.”

Harry laughs. “I know. Yeah, I can stay for an hour or so.”

Leo tries not to show the fact that he’s happy to hear it, so he sets on getting the rest of the group to get their stuff and leave.

A group of girls join them (friends of Noah’s, came only on the third day) on their way towards the Coachella Stage and they find good spots on the left side, close to the first row.

“Whenever you need a shoulder ride, just pat me on the shoulder.” Harry says into Leo’ ear as commercials play on the big screen, and Leo nearly spills his beer because he’s way too close.

“Will do. During Hall of Fame is a good moment.”

Harry nods and steps back so he’s directly behind Leo, just as the lights go out.

Leo spends the whole concert screaming along to every word with Zayn, who nearly cries during ‘Breakeven’, just like he cried nearly a decade ago in Manchester.

“Oh my God, not again.” Leo laughs and leans back into Harry to film Zayn going off during the song.

“You saw them live before?” Harry asks into Leo’ ear, placing his hands on Leo’ waist from behind.

“Yeah, in Manchester.”

“Really? I saw them once too.”

Leo keeps filming but turns his head, nose hitting Harry’s chin. “When?”

Harry shrugs. “2009 a week after my fifteenth.”

“Are you- wait. When are you born?”

Leo tries to remember if Harry’s in February or September, but Harry lets him know that it was in February.

“At the Apollo? On the 8th?”

Harry excitedly nods. “Yes!”

“Oh my God, I was there!” Leo yells back and stops the video, because the piano part in Hall of Fame can be heard through the speakers.

He pats Harry’s shoulder, who’s already crouching down anyway. Leo smiles at the sky as he parts his legs and goes from seeing Zayn’s back to seeing over the head’s of the first few rows.

Levi and Noah take two other girls on their shoulders to join Leo and a girl points to a photographer by the barriers and then hands Leo a corner of the Irish flag.

Leo laughs and takes it, all while he’s singing along to the lyrics.

It ends way too soon and he’s already being let down on the ground.

“I need to go get ready, I go on stage in thirty.” Harry says, leaning down to whisper into his ear. “I’ll see you after?”

Leo nods and winks before he turns to Zayn and tells him that they have to get as close to the front as possible.

“Are you planning on singing along this time?” Zayn asks during the break and Leo crouches down to get some tension off his legs.

“Well I only know the one song.”

Zayn lights up a cigarette and crouches down next to him to hand the girls, who have sat down as soon as the break started, a lighter.

The lights go out five minutes later and the energy Leo felt two nights before has grown even more. That familiar electric guitar blasts through the speakers, then drums, and then silence again. The Rubiks cube appears again, before it all goes black and the drummer starts his job.

“Goood evening Coacheeelllaaa!” Harry screams and the lights come on, revealing him and taking Leo’ breath out of his lungs at the same time.

He’s wearing leather pants now, topped off with a white blouse with long sleeves and ruffles around his neck.

“f**k me.” he breathes and Zayn laughs when he hears it.

“How’s everyone feeling tonight?”

Cue the screams.

Harry takes the microphone stand and walks over to the right side of the stage. “You know, I have to say, this weekend is the first time I’ve performed here, and I quite like it.”

Leave it to Harry to speak the way a posh English man does.

“This weekend has been filled with firsts for me, so I wanted to thank you guys for that.”

Leo smiles as he bites down on his bottom lip, cheeks hurting.

“Do you know what he’s talking about?” Zayn coyly asks and Leo ignores him. He knows Zayn takes that as an answer.

“Let’s see if you’re reaaaady!” Harry screams and then starts off with the same song he started two days ago, the one with the cigarettes and the woman with the baby.

Leo wonders whether that actually happened or if it’s something Harry made up, so he makes a mental note to ask him about it later.

After a while, Harry comes over to their side of the stage and even winks at Leo at one point, but he doesn’t get to be happy about it because the group in front of him thinks it was for them.

The song Leo knows finally comes and he makes sure to scream it from the top of his lungs to show some support (not that 50000 or more people haven’t shown their support until now).

Harry takes a water break close to the end and struts over to the left side with a smile.

“I see a lot of colorful signs tonight as well. ‘Harry punch me in the face’! Lovely.” Harry laughs and the crowd laughs along with him.

“I need to go use the loo before it gets too crowded, be right back.” Leo says and Noah cracks up.

“You don’t really want to do that right now mate.”

Leo frowns but shrugs it off and starts heading towards the toilets.

“Oh, I see someone is already getting bored.” He hears Harry’s voice through the speakers but doesn’t make anything of it.

“Excuse me, in the black Skate Tough shirt?”

He stops in his tracks and looks at the stage in disbelief, just to see Harry looking right at him, eyes shimmering on the big screen.

“Am I boring you?”

“No!” Leo screams and shakes his head, laughing.

“I think I remember you, you were the one talking to your sister on Friday.” Harry says and the crowd goes wild.

“I was!” Leo yells and then flips him off before he tries to squeeze between people who are staring at him in awe.

He manages to get back to the group just as Harry announces the song that doesn’t have a studio version.

“Coachella I want you to scream as loud as you can!” Harry says into the microphone and then licks his lips. “Let’s go.”

The guitar starts and then he’s belting on about how he’s here to take his medicine and how he’ll treat you like a gentleman.

“Up to your mouth, feeling it out…feeling it oOUUT!” Harry sings and runs his fingers over his lips. The fact that it’s shown on the big screen isn’t doing Leo any good at the moment.

Leo isn’t sure if it’s even legal to do that on live TV.

“And when I sleep I’m gonna dream of how you..”

“TAS!TED!” Leo screams and then starts jumping, thinking about how Harry is literally singing a song about c*m. Or at least, it’s what Leo thinks the medicine is.

“Tingle running through my bones, fingers to my toes, tingle running through my bones. The boys and the girls are in, I mess around with HIM” Harry smirks and nods over to Leo “and I’m okay with it. I’m coming down, I figured out, I kinda like iiit.”

Leo could swear on his grave that Harry just looked at him, but so can everyone in front of him.

The chorus starts again and then there’s only guitar playing as the crowd claps along to the beat and Harry gulps before he presses his lips against the microphone. “I had a few, got drunk on Lou and now I’m was…ted.”

Leo isn’t really sure whether he heard it correctly but he turns to Noah and Zayn, whose expressions is everything he needs to see in order to know that he has in fact heard correctly.

The crowd goes wild and there’s a small moshpit going on during the last part, before Harry drops down to his knees as he screams the last lines.

The lights go off to get everyone of their high before they come back on and Harry gets onto his feet, panting.

“Coachella, thank you for two amazing nights! See you next weekend!” he screams and waits a few moments to take in the entire festival chanting his name. Leo wonders what it would be like to be up there and hear everyone screaming his name and his lyrics, and finds a whole other level of respect for Harry.

Some parts of the crowd clear out and they get even closer, but not as close as they were on the first day.

“Are we going to talk about how Harry Styles just sang to and about you?” Zayn asks and Leo can’t. Won’t.

“I’m unable to even.”

After Coldplay finish their first song, Leo spots Harry by the side of the stage, shaking people’s hand and taking photos with fans in the first row.

Noah jumps and waves at him, and as soon as Harry spots them, the dimples come out. He walks over to a security guard and says something into his ear before he walks to the barrier and throws a leg over it.

Leo’ heart starts beating faster as he watches the security guard help Harry get over the barrier and into the crowd, and twenty seconds later, Harry’s in front of him, smiling. The leather pants are still on but he’s wearing a tank top now and some of his hair is wet, sticking to his temples.

“You’re fuckin’ crazy!” Noah screams at Harry before he hugs him, congratulating on a new show.

“I saw you singing along at one point.” Harry whispers to Leo as Viva La Vida starts.

“I heard it way too many times on the radio while I was tattooing, but I had no idea who it was.” Leo laughs.

“I’m flattered.” Harry laughs and Leo pushes at his shoulder.

So they’re back to flirting then, even though there are a lot of people around them.

“Is that song about c*m?” Leo then asks and Harry laughs.

“Which one?”

Leo gasps. “There’s more than one!?”

“Haha, not really. But Medicine yeah.”

“And you say you bring your family to your concerts.” Leo teases, shaking his head.

“I’m pretty sure they’ve heard worse.”

Before Leo can ask what he means by that, ‘Hymn for the weekend’ starts and Zayn grabs him, making a face because it’s one of their favorite songs.

He manages to forget that Harry is right there during Fix You and Lost, but then A Sky Full of Stars starts and he needs to see everyone with their flashlights, so he turns around. Harry bends his chin and looks at him, knowing.

“Can I? Last time, I swear.”

Harry smiles and crouches down.

The view is absolutely breathtaking, so amazing Leo almost cries.

“’cause in a sky, in a sky full of stars…I THINK I SEE YOUUUUUU!” Leo screams and doesn’t even give a f**k if it can be heard in the video.

He turns his torso to get the people behind him as well and Harry does a full 360 degree turn so he can do it better, which Leo is extremely thankful for.

Harry keeps him on his shoulders during Paradise as well, and Leo doesn’t have to check his watch to know that the show is coming to an end, because they’re starting their most famous songs, and two songs later when he hears the chords to ‘Something Just Like This’, he knows. It’s ending.

He pats Harry on the head so he can have his moment with Zayn during the last song of the festival.

The crowd is screaming as he’s being let down on the ground and he turns to thank Harry.

“Thanks, really. For everything.” He smiles, trying not to let his sadness show.

“But she said, where'd you wanna go? How much you wanna risk? I'm not looking for somebody with some superhuman gifts.“ Harry sings back, smiling as well.

Leo feels like he’s in another dimension, filled with lights and electricity and happiness, because he’s here with his best friend and everyone is singing along, flashes in the air.

“Some superhero, some fairytale bliss!” he sings and turns around to watch the stage.

He feels Harry’s arms sneak over his shoulders and he leans back into it, screaming ‘Oh I want something just like this’ in sync with every single person in the crowd.

He flatlines when he feels a pair of lips on his neck and wonders whether he should turn his head for a split of a second before he f***s it and does it.

Harry’s lips meet his and Leo leans into the kiss, fireworks exploding in his head. The kiss doesn’t last long, but it’s enough to get Leo to want way, way more.

He smiles at Harry when they pull apart and doesn’t even bother to look around to see who saw them kissing.

“Coachella, you were lovely!” Chris yells into the microphone. “See you soon!”

The crowd screams and Zayn’s already grabbing Leo’ hand as they head towards the exit.

“He kissed you.” Zayn tells Leo after they’ve gone back to the VIP area to get more drinks until the festival ends and they’re kicked out.

“Yeah, so?”

Zayn looks around to see that their group, including Harry, have already sat down at their table and there’s no way someone is listening.

“So, anyone could’ve seen it, and he just didn’t give a shit.”

“So?”

Leo isn’t sure where Zayn is going with this.

“So, it was kind of risky of him to do that and yet!!!”

“He kissed me for a few seconds, big deal.”

“It is a big deal! Can’t you-“

They’re interrupted because Noah joins them at the bar and orders a round of beers for everyone, so Leo gives Zayn a look to go ahead and shut up before they head to the table.

It just so happens that there’s an empty seat next to Harry, which Leo happily takes.

“I don’t want the festival to end.” Leo pouts when Harry asks him why he’s being silent. “I like it here.”

“Oh, there’s something I wanted you to give you but I guess this is a good time as any.” Harry says and digs through the pockets of his jean jacket that Leo hadn’t even noticed he put on.

He takes out an envelope and hands it to Leo.

“Uh…thanks.”

Leo opens it quickly and pulls out two tickets that read Harry Styles Live at London O2 arena, May2nd 2018, Premium Package

“What is this?”

“You said your sister was a fan and I overheard your conversation on the phone about her having to save money for my show. I thought it would be a good surprise for her.”

Leo stares at the tickets. “Wow it’s-wow. Thank you I-I don’t really know what to say.”

“Say you’ll be the one to go with her.”

Leo nods. “Yeah, yeah of course. I’ll go with her.”

“The details about the time and everything is on the back. There’s also a Meet and Greet included in the Premium Package.”

“My sister is going to love this. And you just saved me from having to buy her a fancy birthday present.”

“When’s her birthday?”

“It’s in August, but these make up for the next three years I think.” Leo laughs as he puts them back into the envelope. “Thank you.”

A shiver runs through him and Harry frowns, asking if he’s cold, but before Leo can answer, Harry’s already taking off the jacket and handing it to him.

Leo accepts it and nearly wants to cry because it’s so big and cozy and smells like last night when they were making out.

“So you agree then that the money was worth it.” Zayn yells at him from across the table.

Leo raises his beer to him. “Cheers mate, yeah.”

There’s an incoming call from Lottie so he excuses himself and walks a few feet away to answer it, because he knows she’s going to start screaming for some reason.

“Hi Lottie.”

He knows it must be around eight in the morning in England but he doesn’t question it since it’s Monday over there and Lottie has work.

“LEO!” she screams. “Oh my God Leo! Everyone on Tumblr is going crazy!”

Leo sighs. “What for now?”

“Someone filmed Harry calling you out for going to the bathroom and then him jumping over the fence to get into the crowd after the show! Did he come to you?”

“He came to the group, yes.”

He’s not sure whether he should ask her if there’s any photos of them kissing, but that would mean telling his sister that they kissed. And she would never forget that. Might even tell her friends.

“Is that all?” he asks, trying to find a way around it.

“Pretty much, yeah. Why?! Is there something else?”

“No, no. Just that. But listen, I don’t want people to find out my name yeah?”

“Yes, of course, I-“ Lottie stops because her phone gets a notification. “LEO!!”

“What now.” Leo laughs, leaning against a wall.

“Harry Styles just followed me on i********: I swear I’m shaking!”

Leo turns to look in Harry’s direction, just to see him already looking at him with a coy smirk on his face.

“This isn’t real right now. I have to go.” Lottie says and ends the call abruptly.

Leo shakes his head and walks back over to Harry.

“Did you just follow my sister on i********:?”

“I did.”

“You know, you don’t have to do this, right?”

Harry nods. “I know, but I want to.”

Leo then goes to the bathroom, which is more of an excuse to check his phone in peace. He opens up i********: and already sees the notification.

harrystyles started following you   1m

He’s already got a hundred more followers so he changes his profile to private and then goes over to Harry’s profile. He’s got 30 million followers and doesn’t seem to be as active as Leo would have expected, just the occasional concert photos and photos with family. The follow requests start piling up so he turns off his notifications for i********:. He’s got 700 followers (836 now) and he doesn’t need any more people who don’t know him to start monitoring everything he does. And this is all happening just because Harry merely followed him; the fact that they kissed is still unknown to the public.

Leo really hopes it stays that way.

“Five million likes on a photo, as if.” Leo mutters to himself as he scrolls through Harry’s profile.

The most recent picture is of him on stage at Coachella two days ago and the description reads ‘Coachella you did not disappoint!’

A guy comes out of the toilet so Leo goes in and leans against the wall as he continues creeping.

There’s a photo of his moth tattoo from a year ago and even though there’s no description or location, Leo can tell that the photo was taken in his tattoo parlor because he can recognize the walls.

He spends two more minutes on i********:, re-watching his stories and then follows Harry back before he leaves the toilet.

“Who was that?” Harry asks as soon as Leo sits down.

“Wouldn’t you like to know.”

“It was your sister wasn’t it?”

Leo rolls his eyes. “Stop being cocky.”

“Did you tell her about the concert tickets?”

Leo shakes his head. “Oh, no way. I want to see her face when I give them to her.”

Harry’s eyes light up at that, dimples on display, and Leo really wishes it wouldn’t end.

Post-festival feelings are the worst.

“Harry we have a plane at twelve tomorrow, I think we should be heading out.” Levi reminds him, but doesn’t make the effort to stand up and initiate their leave.

“Yeah bro, we have to be up early as well.” Zayn agrees, looking at Leo.

“Do you want me to walk you to your tent?” Harry asks Leo, who looks over at Zayn. Zayn nods and closes his eyes for a moment in reassurance.

“Yeah, sure.”

Leo says goodbye to Levi and then everyone else by shaking their hand, before they’re both on their way to the exit.