Louis and Harry walked to the hospital. Harry hadn't said a word, and was walking too fast for Louis' liking "could you please slow down?" Asked Louis for the umpteenth time, out of breath.
"It's not me who needs to slow down, it's you who needs to walk faster" Harry replied.
Louis sighed and made a small run, so as to join the hedgehog "so.." he began "are you afraid of needles?" He asked, stepping in front of Harry and walking backwards so he could look at his face but at the same time walk and not waste time.
"I'm not afraid of needles" Harry replied rolling his eyes "I'm afraid of them piercing your skin and stealing your blood like they were vampires" he said "and walk normally, or you'll bump into someone"
"Aw, are you worrying about me?" Louis asked, placing his hand on his heart, and continuing to walk backwards, when he suddenly collided with a pole "ouch, fuck" he moaned in pain, touching his head.
Harry laughed and shook his head, continuing to walk "Told you" he told him shrugging.
Louis joined Harry again, stroking the back of his neck, and "You gave me bad kuck" he said.After about twenty minutes the two step-brothers found themselves in front of the hospital.
They entered and waited to be called. "Styles?" They heard a nurse scream.
"Me," Harry replied, standing up. "Come," he said to Louis, entering the small room which the nurse indicated to him, followed by Louis.
"Okay, the arm," the girl said.
Harry lifted his sleeve and extended his arm. The girl put a liquid on his arm, and brought the needle in, but Harry withdrew his arm. "No, wait," he said quickly, "can you count to thirty?" He asked the nurse.
"Harry" sighed Louis, who was watching the whole scene sitting on one of the chairs that were in the room "Are you serious?"
"No, you're right" nodded Harry "better if you count to forty" he said then looking at the girl.
"Do you want me to hold your hand?" Louis asked, teasing him.
Harry frowned and shook his head. "I'm not a child," he said, extending his arm. The girl brought the needle in again, but Harry took his arm away again. "No wait a second," she said.
"Boy, a five-year-old girl did this same thing a few minutes ago, and she didn't complain so much," the girl snorted.
"yoy know, you should be nicer to people," Harry scolded her, making her roll her eyes. Harry sighed, and looked down as he reached out his other hand in Louis' direction.
"Oh my God, are you serious?" Louis asked when she saw Harry's gesture.
The hedgehog shrugged and nodded "Mom holds it for me" he replied.
"You are a literal child," Louis said, but he got up from his chair anyway and walked over to Harry so he could take his hand. "Okay now?" He asked, and Harry nodded.
The nurse looked at their joined hands with raised eyebrows, and "ok" she said she sighed "Can I go now?" She asked her, and Harry agreed. The girl brought the needle up to Harry's arm once again, he closed his eyes and squeezed Louis' hand, and she drove the needle into the hedgehog's flesh. After a minute she took the needle out and put a plaster over it. "Was it really that hard?" Rhetorically asked the girl, going to throw the needle in the trash.
Harry opened his eyes again and his gaze fell on the still joined hands of the two boys. He raised his hand, and "don't tell anyone," he said to Louis.
The elder rolled his eyes and raised his hand too "why should I?" Harry and Louis left the room and sat in the waiting room. "You stay here, I'll go wait for the results," said Louis, getting up and going to the counter, where they would give him the blood results.
After about ten minutes of waiting, Louis finally got the blood test results, and walked back to Harry so he could give them to him, but when he returned, Harry was gone.Louis frowned and looked around "where the hell is he?" He grumbled, turning around, still not finding him.
"I told you there's no knife! You're stupid eh!" He heard Harry's voice scream. Louis followed his voice, which led him to the room where there were the games they had put up for the children. Harry was sitting on one of the small chairs that were in there, and he was talking to a toy that was on the table.
"Get the knife to cut the onions!" Said an electronic voice that came out of that toy.
Harry grunted and looked across the table "There is not a knife! Tell me where it is and I'll take it!" He yelled at the toy, while all the parents and kids inside the playroom were glaring at him.
"Take the knife to cut the onions," repeated that same electronic voice
"You are such a stupid game, i hate you" said the hedgehog to toy.
Louis walked into the room, stood next to Harry, and looked down at him "What are you doing?" he asked him.
Harry raised his head, looked at Louis and then looked back at the game "this stupid thing keeps telling me to get the knife to cut the onions" he replied pointing at the game "but there's no knife here, and it apparently doean't want to understand that!"
"Take the knife to cut the onions"
"See!" Harry whined.
"Okay we're leaving, they're all glare at us, they think you're crazy," he said to Harry, grabbing his bicep, trying to get him up, failing, of course. "Harry!"
"I'm not leaving until I cut the onions" exclaimed Harry, arms crossed.
"Take the screwdriver to cut the carrots," said the toy.
Harry got angry and punched the table "Carrots can't be cut with a screwdriver! Where did you get your degree?"
"Harry, you are literally arguing with a children's toy!" Louis began exhausted.
"Idiot" then said the voice of a little girl who was watching the scene closely. The little girl approached and took a toy in the shape of a mini knife, then handed it to Harry "here is the knife screaming boy, can I play with it now?"
Harry took the miniature knife from the little girl and placed it on the toy. "Congratulations, you cut the onions!" Said the robotic voice.
The hedgehog turned to the little girl, and "thank you little girl whose I don't know the name" he said, getting up from the mini chair he was sitting on and leaving the playroom, followed by Louis.
When they got home, Anne and Mark hadn't returned yet, and the two boys had to eat dinner by themselves.
Louis finished his homework while Harry was on his bed with his cell phone. "Harry, I need you to cover for me," He said as he pulled on a t-shirt.
Harry looked up from the phone and looked at Louis with furrowed eyelashes "get yourself a blanket, what can I do for you?" He said confused.
"My God you're so stupid" Louis complained, putting on a pair of trousers "I have to go out, I need you to cover me with Dad and Anne. I'll be back around two" he said then going out the window, without even waiting for the hedgehog's answer.
Louis ran towards the sun, and once inside he ran towards the locker room where he changed and got ready to go on stage.
Niall walked into the locker room and greeted him "weren't you grounded?" He asked leaning against the wall.
"Yes" Louis replied taking off his shirt and trousers "but Harry will cover me... I hope"
The blond nodded, wished him good luck and walked away so Louis could dress in peace.After five minutes Louis took the stage and began to dance. During the dance Louis had many people putting money in the elastic band of his thong. After an hour his performance was over, and Louis started counting the money he had made.
Two-hundred. Now he needed only two thousand three hundred more.
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My Step-Brother Is A Stripper || Larry Stylinson
Fanfiction(Enemies to lovers) Anne, mother of Harry Styles, and Mark, father of Louis Tomlinson, decide after three years of relationship to move in together, and Harry and Louis will find themselves having to live together. Harry is the usual bully, while Lo...
