Baby Boy ✧ Larry Stylinson

Chapter 27 - party

It was Sunday. Therefore, today was the day Louis and Harry were going to the submissive and dominant party.

"What should I wear?" Harry asks Louis, who is sitting on their bed and watching Harry as he bends over.

"You look good in anything you wear, doll." Louis murmurs and Harry looks down to smile and blush, looking back up at the mirror and putting on a plain black button up.

"This?" Harry points to his button up and looks at Louis through the mirror, seeing him smile and nod happily.

Louis gets up from his spot and walks up behind Harry, wrapping his arms around Harrys' larger frame.

"My pretty baby." Louis mumbles into Harrys back, swaying them back and forth.

Louis lets go of Harry so the green eyed boy can put on his usual black skinny jeans, stumbling over to his counter and biting his lip nervously.

"Doll . . ." Louis breathes out, closing his eyes because he really doesn't want to do this.

"Hmm?" Harry doesn't hear the sadness in Louis voice, still smiling to himself.

"Uhm . . . You're going to have to wear this." Louis says quietly, watching as Harry turn to him before pulling out a pink leash, seeing Harrys eyes widen.

"I-is that-"

"Yeah, you're going to wear it." Louis cautiously walks over to Harry, who's face is pale.

Louis gently pushing down on Harrys' shoulders, to make Harry crouch somewhat.

"I know it's not your cup of tea, but every submissive at this party has to wear it." Louis informs Harrys as he puts the light pink leash on Harry, leaving it loose but tightened.

"It's fine." Harry tells him, but his voice is wavy and unconvincing.

After Louis is finished, he grabs the back of Harry neck roughly and pulling him down for a kiss, shoving his tongue in at the same time.

Harry squeaks, but then starts getting into it, kissing back just as roughly. He pulls away after a while though, a trail of saliva on both of their lips.

"I love you, princess." Louis reassures him.

"I love you too, daddy."

"Let's go." Louis smiles and grabs Harrys' hand, pulling them downstairs and into his Ferrari.

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"Louis! I'm glad you could make it!" Zayn yells loudly, causing people to look at them.

"Wouldn't have missed it." Louis gives him a closed mouth smile.

The building they were in was so pretty. There was a chandelier hanging, flowers nailed in all over the walls, vases at every table.

"Pretty." Harry whispers to himself as he traces the flower on the wall with his large fingers, smiling at how real they were.

"Harry, come here." Louis says sternly, no baby or princess.

"Coming." Harry says and walks towards Louis, who is sitting down in a chair next to Zayn.

But when Harry sees Lauren on the ground, sitting, he furrows his eyebrows.

Why isn't she sitting next to Zayn? Harry thinks to himself.

Louis smiles when he sees Harry, not offering him a chair or anything to that makes Harry even more confused.

"Sit." Louis' face turns into one with no emotion.

"W-where?" Harry asks in a small voice, afraid to even give a glance at Zayn.

"The ground . . . sit." Louis points to the floor and hears Lauren snickering, Harry giving her a glare.

"I don't get to sit on a chair-?"

"No, Harry. Now sit on the ground or I will not hesitate to spank you in front of all these people." Louis' eyes are a cold blue, piercing into Harrys sweet soul.

Harry opens his mouth to speak, but Louis raises his eyebrows.

He quickly shuts his mouth, sitting on the ground as far away from Lauren as possible but as close to Louis as possible.

And that's how half of the party goes, Harry sitting down on the ground, picking at his shoes while waiting for Louis to even say one word to him, but he doesn't.

"Harry, stand up now." Louis calls down at Harry and the lanky boy nods, getting up with shaky legs after sitting down for so long.

Before Harry can even talk to Louis, someone is already pulling Louis' into a hug, patting his back.

"Louis! Long time no see, pal." The grey haired man pulls back from his hug with Louis' taking a glance at Harry who is awkwardly standing next to Louis.

"This must be your new toy then,
you caught yourself a good one." The man laughs and Harrys heart clenches in sadness, trying to hold in his tears.

"Yeah, yeah, he's a good one." Louis goes along, hurting Harry even more.

"If you'll excuse me." Harry tells them, not knowing he can't go anywhere without Louis, and walks away searching for a bathroom, hearing Louis call his name out several times.

"I'm not a toy." Harry tells himself once he enters the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror before bursting into tears.

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harry :(