Pretty Princess ♡ Larry AU [ SLOW UPDATES ]

Chapter 6

Louis's car ^

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"This is your car?!" Harry's eyes nearly popped our of their sockets when he saw the car in front of him.

Louis let out a small chuckle and the boy's reaction. "Yeah."

"Are you a drug dealer or something?"

Louis burst out laughing, oh how Harry loved his laugh. "Of course not. My mum got married to a successful business man and he agreed to pay for college and my car. I obviously agreed. I wasn't going to pass up an opportunity like this."

"Do you even like your mum's husband?" Harry asked as he got in the passenger seat.

"Of course I do. He's a very nice man and loves my mum. As long as she's happy, I'm happy."

Harry looked at him fondly and smiled. Louis was such a sweet perosn although his looks would have a person thinking otherwise.

Louis leaned forward and opened the glove department, grabbing a cd case and putting in the cd. "I hope you don't mind but I like to listen to music while I drive." Harry only nodded.

"She had a face straight outta magazine"

To say Harry was shocked would be an understatement. He was a bit shocked. He thought Louis would he listening to some R&B or Hip-hop artist, not The 1975.

"If you don't like my music I could change it to the radio." Louis said we Harry was quite and looking him a bit shocked.

The curly headed boy shook his head, "No no, it's fine. I love The 1975. There is no reason for you to change it."

"You do?" Louis gaped at him. Louis didn't expect Harry the same band as he did.

"Yes. One of my favorite bands may I add. Why are you so surprised?"

"I just- uh assumed you-"

"You just assumed I would listen to the shitty pop singers who use to much auto tune and their songs are constantly played on the radio?"

"Yeah, kinda."

"If I were to listen to pop singers they'd have to be from the early 2000's."

"Like who?" Louis asked while existing the campus parking lot and driving to their destination. The 1975 quietly playing in the background.

"Leona Lewis, Mariah Carey, Alicia Keys, Avril Lavigne, Kelly Clarkson, Colbie Caillat, Jason Marz, Whitney Houston, Amy Winehouse, you know people like them." Louis was a bit surprised. He knew most of the artist mentioned but only knew hits singles. He's never been the type to listen to pop singers. He preferred music a more edgy, rock sound, but said nothing.

"What about the pop artist now? Are you a fan of them?"

Harry shook his head, "Not most of them. The only ones I like would be Demi Lovato, A Great Big World, Ed Sheeran, Hunter Hayes, he's more of a country music type of guy but I still like him, Sam Smith, Olly Murs, and Max Schneider's YouTube covers. I really don't like pop artist that much."

"Why is that?" Louis's blue eyes glanced at Harry and quickly back at the road. He was genuinely curious as to why Harry didn't like many artist from this generation.

"Because all people ever sing about now a days are sex, drugs, alcohol, parties, butts, boobs, and things like that." He looked over at Louis to see if he was still listen, which he was, and continued, "They never talk about what life is actually about and how all the partying can ruin you. They just write down meaningless lyrics for songs, add a catchy tune, and put it out for the public. I get that's their job but some of them have young fans and shouldn't encourage such foul behavior. Kids listen to songs on the radio without actually knowing what the song actually means. They just think it's catchy. Music was never like this. Music is supposed to be an escape from the world not for parties. But my opinion doesn't matter."