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

Reason #3

Reason #3 I Hate Being Famous: The Secrets

Louis' P.O.V

*knock knock*

"Boys! Are you ready?" Paul called through the door.

"Yeah!" Harry called.

"Hurry up and bring your bags down to the bus!" He yelled and we could hear him make his way to the other boys' rooms.

"You done packing?" Harry asks me. I nod before zipping up my suitcase. Harry pokes his head out of our room.

"Hey Paul?" He calls out.

"Yeah?"

"When do we have to be downstairs?"

"Now."

"Oh."

"So get down to the bus now. No quickies!" He yells and even though no one can see me I feel my cheeks heat up.

"Oh god." I tell Harry when he comes back in to get his suitcase.

"Sometimes I wish we would've kept it a secret." Harry jokes.

"Oh please. We both want to tell the world." I wink.

*boom boom boom*

"BOYS."

"Coming." We both chant and open the door, following Zayn, Liam and Niall down the hall.

"Ready for the road lads?" Niall asks once we get into the elevator.

"Ugh. No." I groan.

"Oh come on. Playing video games on the road is the best!!" Niall smiles widely. I roll my eyes.

"Yeah yeah Niall." Zayn says as the elevator opens. We make our way out one by one. Some security guards come and take our suitcases.

"Guys seriously we can take our own luggage." Liam protests and we all nod in agreement.

"You're not gonna want to carry it when you see the mob outside." One of them says. When they say that we can hear the screams and see the crowd outside. The receptionist from last night comes up to us.

"Good morning boys!" She says. We give her a chorus of heys and she continues. "Your security has created a pathway through the mob of fans. Are you ready to go?"

"Yep!" We all say. We make our way out the door into the crowd. The girls and a couple boys try to push past the security as we make out through. They keep screaming our names when one girl catches my attention.

"Louis!!! I have a picture of you from this morning!" I turn and look for her. I spot a girl right at the front, shoving her phone at me. I grab it from her and she screams.

"LOUIS TOMLINSON HAS MY PHONE!!!"

I swear she was about to faint as I checked out the picture. It was from when we were coming back from the restaurant. Harry's and my hands were intertwined, looking at each other like boyfriends do. I gulp and look at her, just as Paul yells at me to hurry up. I put my number in her phone and hand it back to her.

"I put my number in your phone. Don't give it away or else. I need to talk to you." I tell her. She looks like she's about to burst when I turn around and get on the bus.

"What took you so long?" Harry asks me, patting the spot next to him. I shake my head and motion for him to follow me.

"What's up?" He asks, concern laced in his voice.

"One sec." Just then my phone buzzes and I look at it. It's an unknown number and I look at the message.

Unknown: HI LOUIS

Louis: who is this?

Unknown: the girl from the line up outside! My names Sarah!!!!!

Louis: oh right.

Sarah: what did u need to tell me?

Louis: can u send me that pic plz

Sarah: which one?

Louis: the one u showed me

Sarah: sure!!!!

She sends the pic and I give my phone to Harry. His eyes open in shock.

"Where did you get this picture?" He asks.

"This girl out there had it on her phone."

"Where did she get it?"

"I'll ask her."

"How?"

"I gave her my number..."

"Lou..."

"I know I know! But I had to get that picture from her!"

"Ugh. Fine. Ask her where she got that picture." Harry says, shaking his curly head.

"We should've been more careful." I murmur.

"Oh well." Harry says. "What happens, happens."

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