#chubby louis

Sorry for any inaccuracies, I've never been on a plane.

Louis followed Harry onto the plane exhausted, it had been a little while since they had flown somewhere and Louis had forgotten how much of a hassle it was. He sat down in the seat, blushing at the feeling of the arm rest digging into his side. That was another thing he had forgotten, how small the plane seats could be. 

Louis sighed and shut his eyes for what felt like a moment, but before he knew it Harry was nudging him. 

“Hey, it’s time to put on our seatbelts,” he whispered to him. 

“Okay,” Louis nodded, pulling the seatbelt across him when he felt it stop. 

What? Why wasn’t it reaching? Was it jammed? Louis looked down at the gap where the belt didn’t reach across his belly when it hit him. 

It was him. He was too big for the seat belt. Louis flushed, frozen in horror as he just stared at his belly. He was kind of chubby before, but he hadn’t even realized he’d been gaining weight. 

Harry glanced over at his boyfriend who seemed frozen, “Louis? Are you okay?” he asked, concerned by Louis’ expression. 

Louis swallowed hard, “it doesn’t fit,” he whispered. 

“What?” Harry questioned, completely lost, “what doesn’t fit?” 

Louis avoided looking at him as he muttered, “the seatbelt, it won’t fit.” 

Realization crossed Harry’s face, “that’s fine, we can just ask for a seat belt extender,” He said like it was no big deal. 

“I uh…” Louis stammered, trying to hide how ashamed he was. 

It was no use though, Harry knew him too well and picked up on his embarrassment immediately. 

“I’ll go ask for you.” Harry leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek before going to ask for one. 

~

That night, while Harry slept in their hotel room, Louis laid awake beside him. He couldn't stop thinking about how he needed a seatbelt extender. 

Louis had always been insecure about his body, especially when he had met Harry during the x-factor. He had immediately developed a huge crush on him, but he was sure his feelings would never be reciprocated. Harry was the curly haired charming one, the one everyone loved. And he was the one that stood in the back and had a bit too much pudge around his middle.

He was shocked when Harry had made the first move, asking him out on a simple date to go see a movie. And their relationship had grown from there, despite Harry’s constant love and reassurance Louis had never outgrown the insecurity about his body. There were too many people that commented on it for him too. Not to mention management, who had always been on Louis about his weight and pushing him on diets that never worked out. Even when he had managed to lose weight on one, it didn’t stay off for long. The pudge quickly returned to his tummy, side, and thighs. Louis had been upset, but Harry was secretly happy he gained it back, and more. He preferred his Louis to be nice and cuddly. 

Louis eventually fell into a restless sleep, nightmares of Harry leaving him or shaming him over his weight played in his head.

~

The next morning Louis sleepily made his way to the kitchen of the hotel (being celebrities they of course got the best rooms) where Harry was cooking something.

Harry turned to his boyfriend, his heart swelling with love as Louis adorably rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. 

“I’m making pancakes, how many do you want?” Harry asked. 

Louis’ stomach dropped, he didn’t feel like eating. Not when he could feel his tummy hanging over his pajama pants and pressing against his shirt. 

“I um, I’m not that hungry,” Louis lied, trying to sound believable. But right on cue his stomach growled giving him away. 

Harry put down the spatula and walked over to him. He took Louis’ plump cheeks in his hands and looked in his eyes. 

“What’s really going on?” he asked. 

Louis sighed and pulled away, looking down at his feet that were covered in fuzzy socks. “I just think I should cut back a bit, you know? Try to lose some of this,” Louis stated as he took his belly into his hands and gave it a jiggle. 

“Louis,” Harry sadly watched his boyfriend, “there is nothing wrong with your body.”

“Yes there is Harry!” Louis protested, “I’ve struggled with my weight all my life, and I’ve heard enough comments to know there is something wrong with it. And to make matters worse this is the heaviest I’ve ever been!” 

“Louis, there is not a thing wrong with your body,” Harry sternly said, “People are just judgemental, you’re beautiful just the way you are, and I love you and your body.” 

Harry approached him and placed his hands on Louis’ plush hips, “I love the feeling of this, the softness of your body and I don’t care how big you are.” 

Louis blushed, “you don’t?”

“Not one bit,” Harry confirmed, rubbing Louis’ chubby sides. “I love everything about you, even if something changes.” 

Louis considered this, “I guess I am kind of hungry,” he finally admitted. 

“Good,” Harry smiled, “because I made lots.” 

Harry knew Louis’ body image issues wouldn’t just disappear, but for today, it was a win.

Considering doing a prequel to this one, during the one direction days. With Louis dealing with managements and other peoples comments. Let me know if you guys would like that. :)

all the love ❤️

-anon :)

Ok this isn’t edited !! 2.3k :) xx

“So what happened with that bloke Lou?” Niall screeched over the loud music. “What?” “That bloke! The one who was shagging you left right and centre! What happened with him?” Niall quirked his eyebrow. Louis giggled. “Oh! Hahaha, he ended it. But it’s fine lad! I was too hot for him anyway!” “Oh louis.” He rolled his eyes. “What I would do to have your confidence!” Louis giggled in response.

***

Louis stretched and squirmed in his bed, slowly opening his eyes. He hadn’t fallen asleep till 3am, munching on snacks and watching Frasier on his laptop.

Thinking about it, he had been munching a lot lately. Oh well, he had a nice body. It probably hadn’t effected him much. He’s always been petite and had never had to worry about weight fluctuations. Wiggling his toes, he got out of bed and plodded to the shower to get ready for work. He was going home next week and couldn’t wait to see his little sisters. His mum was another story, but he didn’t really want to burn a bridge with her and have it affect his relationship with his younger siblings.

Next week rolled around pretty fast. He was trying to pull on jeans he hadn’t worn since summer and felt his heart jolt as the jeans snagged at his thighs. He took in the large expanse of them and felt his tummy squirm. What the fuck! When had this happened?

Liam barged into the room. “Louis! Have you seen my jumper? You didn’t steal it again did you, you little shit.” He started to rummage through Louis' dirty washing pile before finding the soft sweater.

“Ah hah! I knew you had taken it.”

Louis raised his eyebrows at his friend and shrugged. “Aw bless, you’re getting a little tummy there Tommo. A Tommo Tummy! What a great name!” Liam pinched the new little pocket of pudge at Louis’ tummy, smiling fondly.

Louis burned bright red and batted his hand away. He looked down and noticed a slight curve of his tummy. Obviously he’d never had abs, but his belly used to be relatively flat, now it had a bump that jutted out slightly underneath his belly button.

“It’s not funny Payno, piss off. I can’t get my jeans on!”

Louis actually felt his face burn in embarrassment. He’d never had to experience this before and he knew his mum was a little fat phobic. He was panicking. Liam’s faced softened and he pulled his arms back. “Lou, it’s fine. You look adorable. I didn’t mean anything bad by it. Honestly, your new curves are so cute!” He slapped his hands down by his newly soft hips and puffed his cheeks out. “Liam! Help, I’m meant to be going home and look! I’m too fat for my jeans! What am I going to do!” He burrowed his head in his hands and let a tear trickle out. “Seriously Liam, my Mums going to make comments in front of everyone and it’s going to be so embarrassing.”

He let Liam pull him towards his bed and into a hug. “It’s okay Tommo! You’ve just got yourself a little belly and it’s cute, don’t worry about it. I’ve got jeans that will fit your waist, you’ll just need to roll them up at your ankles a little okay?” He nodded and wrapped his arms around his tummy. “Okay, I guess. I’ve never felt this way Liam! I don’t know like…I don’t know! It’s so foreign to me!” He whined. “it’s okay louis, I mean you’re just a little pudgy, you’re not like, fat.” Louis sneered. “Wow jeeze! Thanks Li. You really have a way with words you know.” He sniffed. “what! I’m just being honest. it’s not like it’s bad. You just have a little chub. I think it’s cute.”

louis rolled up to his parents house and braved himself for the inevitable. “Louis son! Good to see you! Oh wow, you’ve sure got comfortable. Getting a little double chin there!” Mark commented, wrapping his stepson in a hug. He caught Mark looking at his midsection but Louis sleeked out of the hug quickly, running into the living room.

His sisters squeezed him tight and they caught up with each others lives before their mum came sauntering in. “Louis dear! How are you! Oh dear look at that stomach! What have you done to yourself!”

“Mum!”

“What I’m just saying, you’ve gained quite a bit of weight! I got you some clothes for Christmas but they probably won’t fit you! My god Louis, look at that belly.”

She reached forward and patted his stomach where it was sticking out the most

So after that Louis became really insecure. And the thing was, he had never had to feel this before. He had always been so comfortable in his skin, eager to flaunt it to the point it was vaguely irritating for whoever was around him. And Louis wasn’t helping himself at all, it was as if all the comments made by his friends and family upset him enough that he actually began to binge a little more.

His mum had slapped his hand away when he reached for more cake at the table. He had been forced to go back home in February to celebrate his parents' anniversary.

“Louis, do you really think you need more?” She had said. “You need new jeans” she had tutted, pinching the small, thick roll of fat that had snuck out his jumper. He had glared at her and stuffed the cake into his mouth, just to annoy her. She had then muttered something about him turning into a right porker if he wasn’t careful.

Louis grew to not mind his heavier body, it was soft and squishy and he liked that he had more curves. But he was so embarrassed and ashamed for anyone else to see it, he knew it wasn’t attractive.

He had a slight double chin now and his thighs were large, rubbing together when he walked. His tummy had turned into a sort of double belly, the top part getting round and hard by the end of the day after he’d overstuffed himself, the lower part staying soft jiggly, almost sitting on his lap when he was sat down.

He was trying to get dressed for the lads night they were going to have, when he realised Liams jeans didn’t fit him at his waist anymore. He felt shame bubbling up in his belly, knowing this was self-inflicted. Maybe he could try and button them underneath his tummy? Yes, that seemed to work, but it meant that his belly was proudly on display and he needed to find an oversized jumper to cover it. Walking into Liam's room, he ruffled through his closet before finding a massive dark blue jumper.

“Alright Lou? Is that you stealing my clothes again!”

For fuck sake, Liam was back with all his mates, and a new one that Louis didn’t recognise.

“Liam! Shut the door!” He sneered. Too late. Niall and Zayn came sauntering in along with the new bloke, Harry.

Harry was very tall and broad, which was exactly what Louis liked in his men. He had long hair that rested just below his shoulders and gorgeous green eyes. He offered Louis a little wave.

“Hey Lou! Hey tommo tummy, you’ve grown again!” Zayn cooed, giving it a prod.

Louis glared at him and pushed his hands away. “Leave me alone.” He whined. He saw Harry smirking and he felt a crimson blush rise to the tips of his ears.

“Tommo tummy?” Harry asked.

“It’s what we’ve named Lous belly, it’s so cute hahaha.” Niall laughed, patting it.

“Will you all stop touching me chub and let me get dressed! I need to find something that will actually cover this.” He gestured towards his stomach.

It was probably pretty obvious how self conscious he felt as he wrapped his arms around himself and backed into the wardrobe, pretending to search for something to wear. Liam ruffled his hair and beckoned them all out.

“You look great, Louis.” Harry said, giving him a hard stare. Louis blushed again and smiled in thanks, leaving Harry to let himself out.

Louis emerged a few minutes later in one of Liam's oversized jumpers, which drowned him.

They were munching on Chinese and watching the footie when Zayn picked up the teasing again.

“So when are you going to stop stealing Liams clothes and get your own, even his jeans aren’t fitting you now!” Zayn gently grabbed his lower roll and gave it a shake, everyone in the room burst out laughing aside from Harry, who was frowning.

Louis had had enough and felt tears well up in his eyes, he slammed down the Tupperware box of fried rice and stormed into his room. Sitting down on his bed he let the tears cascade down his round cheeks not bothering to wipe them away. A soft knock was heard on the door and Louis allowed them to enter. It was Harry.

He sat down beside Louis and pulled him into his side, he could feel his chubby hips and belly squish into the hard planes of Harry’s abdomen.

“Shhhh it’s okay Louis. Don’t cry.” Harry offered and Louis looked up at him with the best smile he could muster up.

“Sorry Harry, I don’t mind a little gentle teasing but my Mum insults me enough and sometimes when the lads do it doesn’t always feel funny.” He sniffed.

Harry’s hard expression softened a little more and he nodded. “I don’t obviously understand how it feels but we’ve all been a little bullied and I remember people making fun of my greasy hair eventually got tiresome. For what it’s worth, I really like your body.”

Louis’ furrowed his brows in confusion. “You can’t possibly think I’m good looking Harry. You don’t need to pretend, I get it.”

Harry shook his head, his curls flaying about a little. “I like chubbier men. I like a little meat to hold onto. Your body is actually perfect, Louis.”

Wide eyed, he continued to look up at Harry, feeling his tummy squirm. He liked the way Harry didn’t pretend he wasn’t overweight and he didn’t dance around the subject either, he just views Louis’ playful pudge in an entirely different way. “Really?” He asked.

Harry smiled, “really. I like a man who can eat.”

The lads crowded into Louis' room with guilty faces and sad eyes.

“Lou we’re sorry, you usually just giggle when we tease you but we get it’s gone too far. We’ll stop.” Liam said.

“It’s okay, I’ve gained a lot of weight and I know it can be funny but I get enough bashing from my mum and sometimes it doesn’t feel so jokey.” He said quietly.

They all coddled around him, kissing his cheeks and ruffling his hair.

“We love how cuddly you feel now Loulou, you’re stunning!” Zayn said.

“Yeah Lou! You were always gorgeous but I mean it when I say the extra weight really suits you, you’re so cute love.” Liam offers, squeezing his friend a little tighter.

** “Want a cuppa Lou?” Harry asked.

Louis had started to hang around Harry a lot more, growing quite close. They were constantly flirting and touching each other, Harry was never feeling content unless he knew the boy was well fed and warm, he had taken to looking after him realising that Louis didn’t do the best job of it himself.

Since then Louis had put on a few more pounds, but that was okay, Harry assured him it was. And when his mum came to the flat while him and the boys were having dinner, she scolded him for having more food than the rest of them.

“Louis, why have you got double the amount of casserole that Liam and your friends have?” She hissed with a hand on Louis’ shoulder.

“Because he’s hungry.” Liam jumped to his defence.

Mrs Tomlinson stood back baffled at Liam, the boy had always been nothing but polite to her.

“He certainly doesn’t need it, look at his belly and god Louis, your thighs look like slabs of meat, at least have the decency to wear some joggers. Those shorts look positively ridiculous on you.”

Harry stood up abruptly. “Mrs Tomlinson, what is your problem? Your son is nothing short of perfect. He has a degree, a house, a life - he’s flown the nest perfectly if you will. Just because he’s overweight now, doesn’t equal failure or a free pass to belittle him. He’s perfect. And if you are concerned about his health then speak to him about it in a proper manner. Do not come in here to simply humiliate him.” Harry’s brows were furrowed and he had clear indications of frustration and sadness etched into his features.

“And who exactly are you?” She sneered.

“I’m Harry. I’m his other half, if you will, Mrs Tomlinson.”

“Very well, Harry. Stand up Louis.”

Louis sat routed to his chair, gobsmacked.

“You don’t have to, lou.” Zayn said.

“I said, stand up.”

Louis stood up and let his mothers eyes rake over his imperfect body.

“I will be sending you a gym membership. And I expect to see results. I can’t have someone like you in my family.”

“Leave. Now.” Harry’s eyes were stone cold.

Louis' mother did a 180 degree turn and slammed the door.

His friends all huddled around him but he let Harry pull him into his lap, cradling him like a baby,

“I’m okay guys.” He sniffed, wiping his eyes.

And Louis was okay. He was overweight and he was happy. Anyone who says you can’t be fat and happy, obviously hasn’t tried it.

oh god

“come on babe, just half the bottle left” Harry said sweetly, a hand trailing down to cup the side of Louis’ gurgling belly. “And remember the rules. No burps from you until this whole thing is gone yeah?”

Louis whimpered around the rim of the bottle, gulping down the sugary soda eagerly. He pulled off suddenly, his chubby hands grabbing Harry’s forearms as he felt a burp building up in his throat. His ears twitched and his face flushed, “H-Harry-”

Harry raised an eyebrow, he knew what was about to happen. “Louis…” He looked down sternly at his kitten who was whimpering, trying his best to stifle the belch that was about to slip out.

“I think I-” Louis was cut off by a loud belch, hiccuping afterwards. “I-I’m sorry!” He apologized, cheeks burning red. “I-I couldn’t hold it in.”

Hi lovely, don’t apologise for your English it’s perfect! And here’s some fics I know of: 

A big return by lizzie1051:

Summary: Louis deals with the impact of returning from University a little bigger than he left.

Word count: 1,269

home by huggableashton:

Summary: harry’s home from tour and louis spoils him a lot.

Word count: 1,407

Take Care of You by redpenny:

Summary: Louis puts on some relationship weight. Harry notices.

Word count: 1,488

In The End It Doesn't Even Matter by itiswhatitis:

Summary: Or, Louis gains few pounds and thinks he's fat. Harry disagrees.

Word count: 1,972

Healthy Appetite by vondrostes:

Summary: “You’ve been eating more,” Louis commented as he dragged a finger down the curve of Harry’s side, carefully tracing the love handles that had finally returned now that Harry was finally on break again.

Harry squinted at him suspiciously through his sunglasses. “I’m not sure if I’m meant to be flattered or insulted."

"I mean obviously he has a tummy," Louis heard Harry say. He'd been on his way into the kitchen where Harry was cooking dinner, but stopped in his tracks when he heard that. He stood near the kitchen, listening in on Harry's conversation, he was clearly on the phone.

"I know.... fuck I know okay?" Harry was saying. "It's just hard going clothes shopping with him. Sometimes things don't fit and he-"

Louis had heard enough, he was already so insecure about his weight, especially recently because he'd gained quite a bit and was a little more than just chubby now.

Looking down at his stomach, he sighed. His tummy was pressing against his shirt, and he knew he really did need to go shopping for more clothes. But it was always a hard experience for him because he was so insecure of his ever growing body.

He didn't even notice the tears that had started to slip down his cheeks until Harry rounded the corner and saw him. "Baby... hey why the tears? What's wrong?" He cupped Louis' plush cheeks, kissing his forehead.

"You already know." Louis replied quietly, looking down. "I heard you on the phone. If I'm that difficult because of my weight, you don't have to pretend-"

Harry cut him off with a gentle kiss. "You heard that?"

Louis nodded, "it's okay though, I get it."

"No Louis, no you don't get it" harry replied "honey, baby, listen. I was talking to Niall about our upcoming vacation and telling him how stunning you are, and how we need to get a few new pieces before we go. I know how hard shopping is for you, and I just wish that you could see yourself through my eyes."

Louis stayed quiet, but looked up at him.

"I know I sounded frustrated on the phone, but Louis, I'm not frustrated about you or your body. I'm just frustrated that I'm not able to show you how beautiful you are to me." Harry said quietly, still holding Louis' face gently, but then moving his hands down to Louis' waist, rubbing up and down with his thumbs lightly.

"Really?" Louis whispered.

"Really," Harry kissed him again. He loved his perfect boy so much.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: One Direction (Band) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson Characters: Louis Tomlinson, Harry Styles Additional Tags: Chubby Louis Tomlinson, Insecure Louis Tomlinson, Body Image, Weight Issues, Weight Gain Summary:

Louis was just relieved his oversized clothes were still doing their trick and hiding the excess pounds. He would be humiliated if anyone found out how his body looked right now.

or

Louis has gained weight over the past few years and feeles the need to hide his body behind oversized clothes.

The Oversized clothes fic is here :)