Is this World really that bad? |Larry Stylinson AU (unfinished complete)

Chapter 5

After that day I see the mysterious man for a few more days and then he's suddenly gone. So he was probably only here to check on something. I still have the money so I'm good for the next weeks.

The following months are boring as hell. Nothing interesting happens except for a car crash across the street. Some idiot was too stupid to drive properly and crashed right into a white Lamborghini. You should have seen the owner's face. It was priceless. I almost laughed out loud but stopped myself before they decide to finally kick me out of the city. I sometimes wonder why they haven't done that yet.

After over two and a half months I see that mysterious man again. I wonder what his job is. Or what company is in that building or more like what they do. I just know that it's the biggest and most important of all here. I can just guess because I'll never really know. I can't just go and ask someone, that wouldn't be appreciated.

I see the man for a few days again, with the three same cars as last time. He sometimes looks at me and seems to think about something. The seventh day I see him he's about to get into his car when his eyes meet mine. He then comes over only breaking eye contact once to look for cars when he crosses the street. When he stands in front of me he looks down at me and smiles. He looks like he's thinking again but smiles his amazing, breathtaking smile nonetheless.

I look up at him with big curious eyes. Maybe he'll kick me out this time? He opens his mouth but then closes it as fast as it opened. He lets out a long sigh then reaches for his wallet and gives me $50 again. I look at him thankfully and stutter out a croaked "Th-thank you". The smile never leaves his face and then he turns back around and goes to the edge of the sidewalk to wait for the cars to pass so he can cross the street quickly.

I look at the money in my hand and smile a little. This man is truly something else. Bentley looks at the money and at me gets up a little and licks my face, my smile never leaving. When he lays back down I put the money in my jeans pocket. I look back up and see the man still standing there, turned towards me, with his head hanging low. He's biting his lip, seemingly in deep thoughts with his eyebrows furrowed. I watch him until he looks at me. He walks back over to me and just stands there for a while, looking at me. Maybe he wants his money back?

"What's your name?" He asks and I realize I've never heard him talk before. He has such an angelic but still deep voice and this time I think I'm actually in heaven.

"I-...My na-name's L-Louis." Damn my stutter.

"Come stand up for me, Louis", he says offering me a hand and I hear the people around us gasp loudly.

I look around and see one shocked face next to another. I don't know if I should do what that man told me or better not, because of the other people. I don't want that beautiful angel to be talked about in a bad way. I look back up at him, his hand still in front of me. I take it and he lifts me up like I weigh nothing. Well, I probably don't but that's not the point right now.

You can't imagine what I feel like. It's just a little gesture of offering me a hand but it's something no one has ever done for me. I feel like everything could get better now. Bentley looks at the man expectantly and he bends down to pet him on the head and cooing at him.

"What's his name?"

"B-ben-Bentley", I say and the man chuckles.

"I'm Harry Styles by the way."

That's a really nice name, I think to myself. It fits him. He stands up straight and I notice our height difference. He probably looks like a giant next to me. I look up at him in awe and I think I did it too obviously because he clears his throat and I shake my head to get those thoughts out of my head.