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

Reason #5

Reason #5 I Hate Being Famous: Modest! Management

Louis' P.O.V

Without wasting any time he takes me into his mouth, making me clench my legs. He pushes them apart and starts bobbing his head along me. My hands grip the sheets when he deep throats me. He gags, his throat walls closing tight around me. He pulls out and back in quickly, hollowing his cheeks just the way I like it.

"Harry I'm gonna come soon." I whisper, but loud enough for him to hear. At my words he licks around me and continues to hollow his cheeks. When I feel myself start to hit my climax I clench my legs involuntarily. He keeps my legs pressed down with his large hands as I come. He swallows my fluids as I finish riding out my high.

"Ugh Harry." I say, panting.

"Satisfying?" He smirks.

"As always." I say cheekily and he slaps my bum.

"Wanna go shower?" I propose.

"Both of us in the bus shower?" He asks, raising an eyebrow.

"We can squeeze." I wink. He chuckles and I put on my old boxers before opening the curtain. We both slip out and walk to the bathroom, hand in hand. Once in I start the shower and both of us strip off our boxers. We get in and I press Harry against the wall, watching him as the water cascades over his perfect body.

I kiss him then and in surprise his mouth opens. I quickly slip my tongue into his mouth, and fist my hands into his curls. His hands make their way down to my bum, and he cups both of my cheeks in his hands. We snog for a few minutes, just letting the water run over us. When a knock sounds at the door we break apart.

"Yes?" Harry calls out.

"I have to go wee. Can I come in?" We hear Niall say. Harry looks at me and I gesture as if to tell him I'm not here. He nods.

"Sure!" He calls out. We hear the door open and Niall step in.

"On the count of 3 peek your head out and scare him." I whisper in Harry's ear. I put up 1, 2, then 3 fingers and we both poked our heads out, yelling boo. Niall jumped, luckily only washing his hands.

"You cunts! What if I was going pee still?!" Niall screams. We both burst out laughing and go back into the shower and wash off. After cleaning up we both get out, grabbing our towels and dry off. We go out and get some clean clothes on before joining the boys in the tv area.

"You guys are disgusting." Niall scowls and Harry and I burst out laughing once again. He sits down on the couch before pulling me down onto his lap.

"There is room to sit 5 of us comfortably you know." Zayn says and I laugh.

"I think Harry's much more comfortable than the couch." I say and wiggle my bum on Harry's crotch. I can feel him underneath me and look at him. He glares playfully at me and I give him my sassy smile. He rolls his eyes and we turn our attention back to the boys.

"What are we doing?" I ask.

"VIDEO GAMES!" Niall screams and grabs out the controllers, turning on the machine.

"You can play Boo. I don't really want too." Harry tells me. I smile at him when I controller gets thrown at me, hitting me in the gut.

"Thanks Niall." I grunt.

"That's for what happened in the bathroom." He tells me plainly.

"Git."

"Cunt."

"Boys."

"Sorry Liam." We both chorus.

***

"Boo wake up."

"DIE NIALL DIE!" I scream.

"Louis. We're not playing anymore... It's morning and time to get up."

"But your bunk is comfy."

"Yeah you never do sleep in your own bunk do you?"

"Not my fault I can't sleep alone anymore." I grumble before rolling out of the bunk and hitting the floor with a bang. I groan.

"Now was that a smart decision?" I hear a different voice say.

"Shut up Daddy Direction." I mumble and I hear Liam laugh.

"Been a long time since anyone's called me that." I hear his voice say as he walks over me and to the kitchen.

"Come on Louis. Lets go eat some breakfast and I'll even make you tea."

"Okay!" I say and shoot up off the floor and run to the kitchen.

"TEA!" I shout and run to the kitchen. I hear Harry chuckle behind me as he follows me.

"Morning Niall!" I shout in his ear once I sit down. He doesn't even pause scarfing down his toaster waffles to glare at me.

"Aren't you in a good mood." Liam says, ruffling the blond's hair. Niall just rolls his eyes. I laugh along with Harry and notice Zayns MIA.

"Where's Zaynie boy?" I ask when Harry sets down a cup of tea for me.

"Sleeping." Liam said. My mouth dropped open.

"But you got me up!?" I shout.

"Yep. Harry was lonely." Liam rolls his eyes. I look over at Harry and he just gives me that smile he knows I can't ignore. I kiss him quickly and he smiles.

"Keep the PDA to a minimum." Liam chides.

"PDA? We're in the privacy of the trailer. You know we can't even do PDA?" Harry grumbles the last part. Liam sighs.

"I'm sorry." Liam gives us an apologetic look and I pout. Suddenly we hear the toaster pop. We all look up, startled.

"Zayn! How long you been up?" I shout.

"Just a few minutes. All your shouting is stupid. You're such a git." Zayn grumbles.

*bang bang bang*

"BOYS!" We hear Paul shout.

"What?" Niall shouts back.

"Time to get ready for the day! You've got an interview in an hour!"