Autumn Rain {Larry Stylinson Book 2}

Chapter 1

It's been a month since Louis arrived in London. The boys have the time of their lives. They honestly just stayed inside, ordered food every single day, cuddled and had sex... Loads of sex. They have only seen each other and sometimes Niall and Shirley came to visit, that's it.

"Good morning, babe. How are you awake? It's only 7:00." Harry says when he enters the kitchen. He hugs his boyfriend from behind and leans his head on the small shoulder, giving it a small peck. "It's your first day of work, baby. I have to be there for you. Sit down, I made you eggs and bacon with some toast. You need a lot of energy when you are going to climb to the top of the hit charts." Louis winks at his boyfriend and puts his plate on the table. "You are an angel, I love you." Harry kisses Louis' cheek before he starts eating his breakfast.

"I prepared your bag for you, babe. I've made lunch for you. Turkey sandwich is okay, yeah? And I made sure your USB with all your songs you've written the past month is in it as well." Louis walks around the kitchen. He is so excited for his boyfriend. He is sure Harry will make it. Look at him. He is drop dead gorgeous, has the best personality ever and his voice is nothing compared to one of an angel. "You are too good for me, Lou. How do I deserve you again?" Harry walks towards the smaller boy and kisses him softly. "I love you, babe. You can't believe how happy I am you are here. Every single day I'm more and more thankful to have you." Harry kisses Louis' forehead. "I can say the same for you, babe. I've lived in a hotel since I was eighteen. You gave me a home. No, you are home." Louis hugs his boyfriend, standing on his toes. "Should I drive you to work and pick you up? You know, just to spend these minutes together. I'm used to having you 24/7 for a while now so the detoxication will be real." Louis jokes. "Yeah, that would be nice Lou." The curly lad takes his boyfriends' hand and together they walk to Harry's car.

"Babe, you will be fine. The songs you wrote are fucking amazing." Louis says while driving. He sees how Harry is biting his nails and looks only straight forward. "Yeah babe of course you say that. It's your job to say that. You are my boyfriend. It's Jeff's job to kick my ass if I make shit music." Harry is wiggling in his seat and seeing his boy so nervous makes Louis laugh. "Relax, baby. You know I tell you when I don't like your songs, like that one you wrote. Gotta be you? Horrible! I'm honest with you and the 10 songs you have on your USB are absolute bangers!" A smile creeps on Harry's face. Louis is indeed honest about liking songs or not. He remembers how Louis started to laugh when Harry sang 'Gotta be you', a song he spent quite some time for writing it. Apparenlty it was a waste of time.

"You can't be serious, Hazza! This song is a joke." Louis has tears in his eyes when Harry shows him the song he wrote that day. "What? No, Lou! I'm serious!" It makes Louis even laugh louder and he is clamping his stomach with his hands. "This song sounds like it's written by and for a teenage boyband . You know, that kind where they were those ridiculous outfits like striped shirts, coloured pants and suspenders!" The tears are falling down on Louis face as he keeps laughing. "You are hurting my feelings, boo. I wrote it." Harry says a bit hurt, lip starting to pout. He did spend quite some time writing this song and now his boyfriend is just laughing in his face. "Babe, I'm sorry. You know how much I love your songs and how I respect you as a singer-songwriter but this song just doesn't do it for me. You're just like 'ITS GOTTA BE YOUUUUU!' and you keep screaming and..." Louis can't finish his words because he starts laughing again. It starts getting contagious and a small smile creeps on Harry's face. "Okay, it's not the best song I've ever written but is it really that bad?" The curly lad asks. Louis nods, eyes all red and teary. "You might even sing like BIG BROWN POOOOOOO or I LOVE CHICKEN SOUUUUUUP and nobody would notice it, Haz." That was the last drop. Both boys are laughing uncontrollably now. "Okay, you are right. I'll scratch this song."

"Are you thinking about your chicken soup song?" A smirk appears on Louis' face. He can read Harry's thoughts. He has a sixth sense called Harry. "Shut up and just look at the road, Lou." Louis smirk grows and he rests one hand on Harry's thigh. "As you want, babe."

"Thank you so much for driving me, Lou. Are you picking me up later or should I take the tube?" Louis shakes his head. "No way you are taking the tube, babe. I'll pick you up. What time are you finished?"

"Around 15:00 normally. Thank you, babe. You are the best." Harry leans in and kisses his boyfriend shortly before entering the building after checking there is no one around. "See you, Hazza! Good luck, you got this!"

"Harry, nice to see you again." Jeff says when Harry enters his office. "Hi, Sir." Harry gives him a smile and he feels nervous. "So, did you bring the songs that I asked you to write?" He asks. Harry nods and he takes out the USB Louis put in his bag. The boy is an absolute lifesaver. "Well, let's listen to it, shall we?" The man takes the USB out of Harry's hand and plugs it into his laptop, playing the first song.

"I like them. Some songs need a few changes. You'll work with a professional team who will help you with that. When I hear this Harry and I see how you are and how you look I think this won't be a long process before we have you into the charts. You are a likeable person with a lot of talent."

A huge smile appears on Harry's face. "Thank you so much, Sir."

"Don't call me Sir. Jeff is okay. Harry Styles, you already have the name of a star but soon you will be one. I'll start calling around for gigs where you can perform and we will slowly start recording your songs. You have a bright future, my son." Harry can't believe what he is hearing. This is coming from the Jeff Azoff?

"You can't believe how much that means to me. It's my dream. Thank you so much for making this happen!" Harry wants to stand up so he can move to the creative room, working on his songs but he stops when Jeff calls his name.

"Harry?" "Yes Sir, I mean Jeff."

"Who was that boy who dropped you off this morning?" The man looks suspicious and Harry's heart starts to beat faster. Should he be honest? Or lie?

"He is just a friend, Sir." Harry decides to lie. "I've seen you two kiss, Harry. Look, I can't be having things like this in public if you want to be a star, Harry. I don't want to offend you but it's a lot harder to make you famous when you have a boyfriend on your side. I'm not telling you to break up. But if you want this to work you might consider this, or it least hide your relationship. That won't be a problem, right mister Styles?"

Harry shakes his head. He can hide his relation with Louis. He just won't tell him he does and then he also won't be hurt. Yeah, Harry got it all figured out. The boy of his dreams and the job of his dreams.

"No Jeff, there won't be a problem."