The Baker's Son (Larry Stylinson)

Louis's POV

I sat in my bed sipping on a cup of tea, the soft melody of the plain white t's in the air made this Sunday one of the best Sundays ever.

School was no longer in session & mum took the girls on a holiday for a month, can you believe mum left me the house for a month I honestly thought it would never happen!

I looked over at my clock, 9:18 am.

I dangled my feet out of the bed & made my way over to my closet, I pulled on my black sweats and my black and white vans that sat in the corner of my closet.

I pulled a brand new tank top over my body covering up my tattoos but my arms bare showing the majority of them, I scooped my phone off the side table and closed my room door.

I made my way into the kitchen, I went to open the fridge when I seen a note tapped to it;

"Louis I need you too pick up a fresh loaf of bread the one in the bread box is spoiled and I failed to realize! And call me when you get back please love you!" I read the note out loud in my best expression of my mums voice.

I chuckled at myself and picked up my house keys and walked out of the house, I walked down the block it was beautiful out and quiet since everyone was either on their holidays or sleeping.

I put my earphones in & pressed play, ah Wheatus !

I bopped my head to the beat of Teenage Dirtbag, walked down the street until I seen the bakery in sight, I walked in and went up to the counter.

"I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby" I sung the words as the song played.

I looked over behind the counter and seen a boy with curls kneeing dough, he looked up and locked eyes with me.

His green eyes were honestly the most beautiful thing I've seen in a while, I noticed a dimple in his cheek as he smirked at me.

I felt my cheeks warm up as he looked at me longer, who was he and why was I so darn worked up over him looking at me ?

I felt someone tapping my shoulder,

"Oh hey Mr.Styles!" I said as I pulled my earphone out.

He grinned and patted my shoulder,

"Listening to Wheatus I see, good taste I see" He said as he pointed to my phone.

I chuckled,

"Thanks, mum told me to come down and get some bread cause she forgot to get some before she left" I told Mr.Styles.

"She called me already, Harry! Is Jay's bread ready?" Mr.Styles called out,

I turned to see the same boy I was staring at not too long ago coming from the back,

"Yeah dad just about give it 10 more minutes" the boy whose name I just found out said.

"Harry, meet Louis Jay's son" Mr.Styles said as he stepped aside.

Harry smiled widely and held out his hand I took his hand and shook it, gosh these boy has huge hands.

I looked up at Harry's face again just as he sent me a wink, or maybe he was just blinking but then again it was clearly a wink! Oh god Louis shut up!

"I think you two should hang out this summer while Jay is gone" Mr.Styles suggested.

My heart almost felt out of my bum a whole summer with him oh geez, mum needs to come home and just sign my death certificate.

"Louis, your bread is ready" Harry spoke finally.

His accent was attractive, I wouldn't mind listening to him talk all day.

I began to dig my hands in my pocket, but Harry holds his hands out,

"It's on the house" he says as he hands me the bread.

"Thanks" I simply say as I send him a smile.

Harry chuckled, before waving goodbye as I walked out of the bakery.

I began walking back home, and made it back before 9:50.

As soon as I stepped foot inside the house phone went off, I sighed and picked it up.

"Mum look I'm fin-" I stopped as soon as the other person started talking.

"Louis" his voice came through my phone.

"What do you want Ashton?" I asked as I dropped down on the couch.

I could hear heavy breathing on the other end before he spoke again,

"Look I'm sorry" he began to say.

"Mhmm" I simply say as I turn the radio on.

"And I didn't even mean to do that too you I swear on my life" Ashton told me begging for forgiveness.

"Look Ashton.." I began to say.

I heard giggling in the background and them Ashton telling someone to be quiet,

"You might as well sign your death certificate goodbye" I pressed the end button and threw the phone on the sofa.

I sighed, and texted my mum telling her I was fine and that I'd call her later when I get a chance.

I pulled my shoes off and turned up the radio,

"Time to get to cleaning !" I said before grabbing cleaning tools

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