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twigged.livejournal.com) wrote in
crack_van2013-12-11 07:33 pm
Entry tags:
take me to the riot by blackwayfarers (NC-17)
Fandom: ONE DIRECTION
Pairing: Harry/Louis
Length: ~17,500
Author on LJ:
blackwayfarers
Author on AO3: blackwayfarers
Why this must be read:
Between The X-Factor and the release of their first album, Harry and Louis attended Leeds Festival together. They spent three days tromping through mud, sharing clothes and a tent, and enjoying relative anonymity for one of the last times in their lives. When it was over, Harry wore his Leeds Fest entry bracelet for months afterwards, until it was falling apart.
take me to the riot is a lovely, atmospheric story which imagines how this weekend might have gone: a celebration of family, music, lost weekends, and young love.
Louis can feel the morning stiffness fade away as the excitement in his gut starts to get him wild and rowdy, this short trip up to Leeds Fest reminding him that it can't possibly get better than this: a bottle of vodka in his bag, a boy by his side, a tent over his shoulders, and the promise of a truly glorious disaster he has been craving for months.
Pairing: Harry/Louis
Length: ~17,500
Author on LJ:
Author on AO3: blackwayfarers
Why this must be read:
Between The X-Factor and the release of their first album, Harry and Louis attended Leeds Festival together. They spent three days tromping through mud, sharing clothes and a tent, and enjoying relative anonymity for one of the last times in their lives. When it was over, Harry wore his Leeds Fest entry bracelet for months afterwards, until it was falling apart.
take me to the riot is a lovely, atmospheric story which imagines how this weekend might have gone: a celebration of family, music, lost weekends, and young love.
Louis can feel the morning stiffness fade away as the excitement in his gut starts to get him wild and rowdy, this short trip up to Leeds Fest reminding him that it can't possibly get better than this: a bottle of vodka in his bag, a boy by his side, a tent over his shoulders, and the promise of a truly glorious disaster he has been craving for months.
