I'm Just A Fan (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 8

Louis' POV

Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. I'm so nervous. My palms are sweating. I text Harry my address and he should be here any minute now. CeeCee helped me get ready. She chose my outfit. It consists of black skinny jeans, a grey top and a pair of Vans. Topped off with a beanie. Apparently, according to CeeCee, beanies make me look 'hot'. There's a knock on the door. My head snaps up. I look over to CeeCee who waves her hand as if to tell me to answer the door. I stand up and slowly make my way to the door. I slowly turn the handle. When the door opens I see Harry standing there. Hands in his jean pockets look at his feet. He looks at me through his eyelashes. I smile at him. He looks up and smiles back, his dimples showing. Heat quickly rushes to my cheeks, I look away. I shout goodbye to CeeCee and she just had to shout a quick remark.

"Remember use protection guys!" She screamed. Harry burst out laughing.

"CEECEE!!!" I whined. How could she? Urghh! One day I will kill this girl. One day. I look over to Harry who is still laughing. I glare at him and he stops wiping a tear from his eye. I huff and stomp down the stairs to the lobby. Being the diva I am, I ignore Harry. He grabs my arm and makes me look at him.

"I'm sorry Lou, talk to me?" He pleads I just roll my eyes and grab hold of his hand. He smiles and leads the way to his car. He was driving a black Mercedes today. I get into the passenger side. He starts the car.

"Where are we going?" I ask impatiently

"My place" He states casually. My mouth is literally touch the floor. I'm going to his house. I close my mouth before he sees. This is cray cray! I'm going to Harry Styles' house! Stay calm Louis. Stay calm. I stare out the window. The silence wasn't awkward, but nice and pleasant. We arrive 10 minutes later. As the car rolled up to the gate it automatically opened. And the car drove into the drive way. This House is huge! Seriously! I get out the car and so does Harry. I send him a smile and he walks inside the house. I follow him in. His house is huge.

"Would you like a tour?" I nodded. He showed me his house. He told me to go sit in the living room while he prepared us something to eat. I offered to help but he just shook his head. After 20 minutes he called me in. I walked into the kitchen to see the table laid with candles and food. It was steak. I walk up to Harry and put my hands around his neck. He puts his hand on my waist. I kiss him gently just scraping his lips. He grabs a fistful of my hair and roughly kisses me. The kiss is full of passion. His tongue sweeps across my bottom lips asking for entrance. I deny it. Harry grunts, not getting what he wants. I chuckle at his behaviour. I decide to give him what he wants. I open my mouth and his tongue shoots in. Our tongues battle, I win. I break the kiss and move to his neck. I see the hickey I left on him when we kissed. I sucked on the same spot. Harry moans.

"The - Foods- Getting - Cold" He says between pants. I stop sucking and look at him. His lips all red and swollen. I smile and sit down. We start to eat. I moan out load. Harry can really cook! I know that everyone in the band says he can, but till you try it. Its better than they describe. Harry chuckles at me. I blush. After we eat Harry takes us up to his room. He lays on the bed and pats the spot next to him, motioning to me lay beside him. I lay on the king sized bed. His room is extremely clean. We lay there talking for 2 hours. Just asking and finding out about each other. 

"Would you like to stay the night?" Harry's question catches me off guard. Is he serious?

"Err yeah sure, by the way I usually sleep in my boxers. You have been warned" I say winking at him. He chuckles. My eyes start drooping. I'm really tired, I start yawning.

"Do you wanna go to bed?" I nod, Harry goes into his draw and grabs a pair of sweats. I pull my t-shirt over my head and I take my skinny jeans and Vans off. I jump into bed and pull the covers over me. I close my eyes. I feel the bed dip. Harry pulls the covers over him. I feel his arms wrap around my chest. His fingers tracing my abs on my stomach.

"Never knew you had a six pack Lou" 

"There's a lot you don't know about me" I say teasing him. He nuzzles into my neck. His curly locks brushing on the back of my neck. I turn and rest my head on his chest. He wraps his arms around me cuddling me.

"Goodnight LouBear"

"LouBear?" I question his choice of nickname, I find it cute though. Maybe I should think one for him. 

"I think its cute" He argues back, I can tell he's pouting.

"Okay, goodnight Hazza"

"Hazza?" He smirks.

"Hmmm" Is all I reply. As I fall asleep, Harry kisses my forehead. I think, I may love Harry. And I mean love, love him. Not in the 'he's famous' way. Who am I kidding. Of course I love him! But does he love me?

"I love you LouBear" My breathing hitches. Holy fuck! He must of thought I was asleep. He loves me. OMG he loves me! And I love him!

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