Model Material- Larry Stylinson

Chapter Twenty Five

"Haz" Louis shook Harry trying to wake him up. 

"No Louis." 

"Yes Harry, you need to get up."

Harry ignored Louis' demands, rolling back over and closing his eyes. Louis stood for a few minutes, his patients wearing quickly. He took it upon himself to pull the duvet off of Harry, watching as Harry shot out of bed. 

"Lou what the fuck?" 

"Stop being so lazy and get ready, if you haven't forgotten we have the shooting today." Louis told him. 

He was excited and Harry was ruining his mood. Louis had already been awake for a few hours, giving him time to scrub up the best he could while being pregnant. He had black jeans on and a loose fitting knitted jumper, along with his comfiest pair of vans. He had made sure his hair was scruffy but fluffy, and decided to wear his 'Beckham' aftershave. Harry liked that one. 

Harry took in Louis' full appearance after he decided to get up. 

"You look beautiful as always" he commented, wrapping his arms around Louis' waist and resting them on his bump. 

"I look like a beach ball" Louis huffed. 

"Don't you dare start that one, you're beautiful." 

Louis gave Harry a weak smile before rolling his eyes and pulling Harry's arms from around him. 

"Louis wai-"

"Get ready." 

Louis left the room swiftly, leaving Harry groaning and heading for the shower. It wasn't that he's not excited, he was just worried about telling their families. 

They hadn't been together that long in all respect, and even though their families supported them in all ways, Harry wasn't sure how they would take the news of a baby. It was pretty bizarre. Although he was tough on the outside when it came to his job, on the inside he was worried about what the media would say about him, and most of all Louis and their baby. 

Of course, for a little while this was putting a strain on his modelling career, but he didn't really mind about that. He minded about the things Anna had being telling him about what the media had been saying. A bullshit article on how he 'attacked' an innocent man and left him for dead seemed to be circulating the internet and papers. Charlie. Of course he'd sell a story on Harry to get back at him. 

Thats the reason Harry hasn't allowed Louis to buy the newspapers or magazines until he knew it had blown over. He wasn't done with Charlie get though. He wanted one last victory over him. 

He turned the shower off, clearing his thoughts and drying himself off. 

He picked out his black jeans, a plain white button up and his black boots. Hopefully this would do. After putting his clothes on, his hair was still damp and seems as Louis was rushing him, he opted to blow dry it. 

What a mistake that was. His curls wouldn't push back as he wanted them, too bouncy from the heat. He took a look in the mirror, horrified at his hair. He just didn't like it. His curls were growing longer, drooping at the side of his face. He needed a hair cut.

There was no time to fix it now though seems as Louis was shouting him. He strolled down the stairs, being met by a shocked looking Louis. 

"Babe...what happened to your hair?" 

"Don't." 

Louis tried not to laugh as Harry rolled his eyes. "I blow dried it okay, you were rushing me."