30 Reasons I Hate Being Famous (Larry Stylinson) (BoyxBoy)

Reason #2

Reason #2 I Hate Being Famous: The Crazy Fans

Louis' P.O.V

"Morning Lou." Harry whispers in my ear. I smile sleepily. "Come on. It's time to shower."

"Shower eh?"

"Yeah. You're pretty dirty."

"Am I?"

"From what happened last night I know you are." I chuckle at his comment and he rips the covers off the bed. He climbs over top of me and poises there. He kisses me deeply and then pulls away.

"Come on. Time to shower." He pulls on my hand and drags me out of bed. He pulls me into the bathroom and starts the shower. We both go in and wash each other off, stealing kisses here and there. After getting dressed we pull on some shoes.

"Ready to go for breakfast Hazza?" I ask. He comes out of the bathroom, hair styled and ready to go. He gives me a classic Harry Styles smirk.

"Yes Boo." He's about to open the door when I stop him.

"Yes?"

I push him against the door like he did last night. His eyebrows go up and I dip my head down, biting along his neck until I find his sweet spot quickly. I nibble on it for a few moments before licking it and blowing on it.

"There. Now we can leave."

"Um no. Now I need a scarf you git." He tells me, pushing past me and going to my suitcase.

"Oh right. Grab me one." I tell him, remembering him the same treatment he gave me last night.

"Okay." He comes back and hands it to me. We put on our scarves before leaving the hotel room. We leave the hotel, paparazzi watching us and taking pictures. I'm sure people will be saying something about me and Harry wearing scarves but I don't care. I'm about to grab his hand but shake my head, knowing I can't. We walk to a restaurant close by the hotel and go into it. We're lead to a table, away from the center of the restaurant. Once we're seated a waitress comes to the table.

"Hi! My names Leah and I'll be your server this morning. Can I start you off with some drinks?" She gives us a smile.

"We'll just have some tea please."

"Okay I'll be right back with that." She heads off and we look at the menus.

"Here you go." She places the tea down on the table. "Are you ready to order?"

"Yes." Harry tells her. "I'll have some over easy eggs and bacon and he will have a ham and cheese omelette."

"Alright! That'll be out soon." She gives us another dazzling smile before leaving.

"How can she be so perky at this time in the morning?" I groan, taking some tea.

"It's already 10:00 Lou. They let us sleep in today."

"Oh. Well whatever. What time are we heading out?"

"We leave the hotel and head for LA at 11:00."

"Okay."

"Want to cuddle while we're on the bus?" Harry asks me while we're waiting for our food.

"Sure Haz." I smile. I check my twitter while we're waiting for our food.

'we still think eleanor's your beard'

'when will you and harry come out of the closet?!'

'you and el should get married! u guys r perf louis!!!' I actually laugh out loud at this one, causing Harry to look up from his own phone and look at me strangely.

"What's so funny Lou?" He asks me.

"This one tweet. Honestly some of our fans are delusional."

"Let me see." He says, reaching for my phone. He reads it and laughs, causing some people to look our way.

"Oh god. Yes they are." His green eyes twinkle when he looks at me and I wish I could kiss him right now. Suddenly the waitress is back, placing our food down in front of us.

"Here you guys go! Anything else you need?"

"Thank you and no thank you." I tell her.

"Alright! If the need arrives please wave me over." She nods before walking over to another table.

"Still too perky." I mumble and Harry chuckles. We eat our food in silence and leave money on the table before leaving.

"See any paps?" I whisper, lacing my hand with Harry's. He looks around before shaking his head, keeping my hand in his larger one. We see the tour bus in front of the hotel and break apart. I sigh and so does he. He gives me a sad smile and we head up to our room to pack.