The Family Reunion (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 4

Marcel's POV:

"Wait," Louis says, "who is your mom?"

"Well her name's Anne-"

"And she has a sister named-"

"Elizabeth. Why?" I asked. Louis seemed kind of nauseous at the moment.

"You haven't caught up with the family in a while, have you? You're mom's sister, Elizabeth, is my mom."

Oh.

My.

God.

Oh well.

"Well how would I know?" I say, "Aunt Elizabeth is really distant with the family."

"You of all people should know her only son," Louis said chuckling. His chuckle was so cute. And the way he was sitting was so cute. And his pajamas were so cute. And he was so cute. Why does he have to be my cousin?

I don't know what just overcame me; it might be hormones or the fact that it's at night, but Louis is the hottest guy I've ever seen in my entire life and I just want to rip his clothes off, cousin or not. I try not to think about my growing erection in my pants and cover it by turning side ways to face him.

"Well this was a surprise," I say laughing bleakly.

"Yeah," he says. For some reason he doesn't smile back.

"Hey guys," Niall says coming out of the bathroom. He seems a little nervous, like he's trying to tell us something.

"So you know your cousin, Samantha?" Niall asked scratching his head.

"Yeah," Louis and I both say in unison. We look at each other and smile. Niall seems confused, but continues on.

"Well she shares the bathroom with us, 'cause her room connects to ours, 'nd.....well, I started talking to her 'nd....she wants to know if I want to come sleep in her room with her and her friend."

There's silence for a moment while Niall stares at me awkwardly. Then Louis and I both burst out in laughter because we know Niall's not the only one that's going to get some tonight.

"Sure, Ni," I say. He thanks me and grabs his sleeping bag quickly, then walks out. Louis and I are alone again.

"Ni?" Louis chuckles.

"Yeah, that's his nickname," I say.

Louis nods, trying to hold back another laugh.

"So I guess he's not your boyfriend after all."

"Nope," I chuckle back.

"You have a boyfriend? Or..girlfriend, I dunno...." Louis scratches the back of his head.

"No, I'm too much of a nerd."

"YOU? Marcel Styles? I think you're pretty hot." He says it like he's joking but I don't think he is.

"Thanks....and you can call me Harry. I hate the name Marcel," I say.

"I like it. But I like Harry too," he says and lays down on his sleeping bag. Somehow, our sleeping bags get pushed right up against each other's as we start talking about things for a while. And somehow, we start getting into dirty things and we've both admitted that we're gay and what we've done with guys. Louis' done a lot and I try to hide my erection again. Then we start playing Would You Rather and he asks some an interesting ones.

"Would you rather....get a blowjob or a handjob?" Louis asked me.

"A blowjob, duh. I can do the other one anytime," I laugh and he agrees.

"Okay, would you rather.....be in a room filled with spiders or ants?" I ask him.

"I'd rather DIE. Now enough with the horror ones, ask me some dirty ones." As he says this, he runs his hand down my arm like he's trying to seduce me. And it's working.

"Um....okay. Well first, would you rather date a....punk guy like you or...someone like me?"

"Are you asking if I would date my cousin or not?" We both laugh even though in the back of our minds we want to know the answer.

"No! I mean, like, would you date a nerd like me?"

"I probably wouldn't date a nerd....but I'd date someone like you. With curly brown locks and beautiful eyes and lips and dimples and a gorgeous smile." Louis stares at me intently.

"So you WOULD date your cousin?" I ask half joking.

"No, but that doesn't mean I wouldn't fool around with him."

I gulp. I don't know if I want him to be serious or not.

"Okay my turn. Would you rather....how about this. Are you top or bottom?"

"Well, I've never had sex before...." I admit.

"So you'd be on the bottom," he smirks.

"What makes you think that?"

"Well I'm just thinking that if we had sex, you'd probably be on the bottom."

Oh shit.

He really just said that. And he was serious.

Dead serious.

"Oh....maybe," I said back.

"You know you'd want me to fuck you," he said scooting his sleeping bag closer to me. Before I knew it, his leg slipped quietly in between mine as he gently played with my curls.

Louis' POV:

I don't know what I was doing. All I know is that I wanted my cousin and I didn't really care, because I'd probably never see him again anyway. And if I did next Christmas, I'd get another great Christmas present. So I decided to go for it and he wasn't stopping me.

"I dunno," he said half laughing. "Are you serious?"

I shrug.

"Cousin or not, you're hot."

Harry blushes wildly. "Thanks," he said. "Um.....would you rather....sleep down here on the cold hard floor when there's a nice comfy bed right there, or what?" He chuckles.

"It wouldn't be fair if you had to sleep down here," I said.

"I could sleep with you....." He said awkwardly, "'Cause we're cousins and everything."

"You just want to fuck me," I said and grabbed his hand.

(Harry's POV:)

Louis leads me to the bed and pushes me down on it and sits on top of me.

"Don't you?" He said.

"If you weren't my cousin-" I said but he cut me off.

"Who cares? 'Nd tomorrow's my birthday. Can't I have an early present?" He does a puppy dog face and I can't turn down that. So I sit up so our faces are at the same height and kiss him with no regrets.