Forced Fate (Larry) ••Collab••

Louis' POV:

"Louis darling, are you ready?" my mom asks.

"Almost." I say.

"Hurry up! We don't want to be late!" my mom shouts.

"Where are we going?" I ask, running downstairs.

"Do you remember the Styles?" my mom asks.

"You're always talking about them." I say.

"Yes and you and their son Harry were best friends when you were little." my mom says.

"Really?" I ask and she nods.

"Yes and we have a surprise for you." she says and I raise my eyebrow.

"What surprise? You know that I hate them." I ask.

"You'll see." she says and we all sit down in the car.

We drive to the Styles who have a really huge house. The garden is really big as well and they definitly have a lot of money. We park the car in front of it and enter the house. My mom rings the doorbell and tells us to stand straight and to behave well. A black haired woman opens the door and hugs my mom, kissing both of her cheeks. She does the same to all of us and it's always a bit weird to be honest. I really don't like all this "Hey I'M rich!" stuff. I'm just a normal boy and sometimes I wish we wouldn't be that rich because I can seriously get everything I want without doing anything for it. I want to have a job later but my mom always tells me that I shouldn't work because we have enough money. This isn't really the right life for me.

"How are you all?" the woman asks.

"We're great Anne. How are you?" my mom asks.

"I'm fine. Come in." Anne says and we do as she says.

She leads us to the garden where a table and chairs are placed on the big terrace. She tells us to sit down and then a girl and a man come outside and greet us.

"Hello I'm Robin and this is Gemma." the man introduces themselves.

"You already know Dan and me. These are my children. Louis, Charlotte, Felicite, Phoebe and Daisy." my mom says and we shake their hands.

They sit down at the table and then Anne comes back followed by a boy. He's beautiful. He really is. His chocolate brown curls frame his smooth face perfectly and you could get lost so easily in his emerald green eyes. His plump pink lips look so soft and...Louis stop!

"This is my son Harry." Anne introduces him and we shake his hand.

He sits down next to him and he makes me kind of nervous. I've never seen someone as stunning as him. And he was my best friend once?

"Are you hungry?" Anne asks.

"Well I could eat something. What about you?" my mom asks and we all nod.

It's actually ridiculous. We look like dogs who listen to every word their master says and when we're at friends of my parents it's always like that. We're always their little dogs who have to do everything they say.

"Ok I'll get the food." Anne says and goes into the house.

I look at Harry in the corner of my eye so he doesn't realize. He wears a black button up shirt and tight black jeans with brown leather boots. His hair is styled into a quiff and his eyes are just amazing. His hands are really big and so are his feet. He has really long legs and he's really tall. A lot taller than me. He's really skinny, not like me. I'm curvy and small. He looks over to me so I quickly look down at my hands in my lap. I'm not sure if Harry is one of those typical rich persons like my parents or if he's like me, thinking he's in the wrong family.