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

Reason #9

Reason #9 I Hate Being Famous: There Are No Choices

Louis' P.O.V

The bass thumped over the speakers, the beat going at the same speed as my racing heart-beat. Us 5 boys sat at the bar, looking out over the crowd.

"See any hot girls?" I ask Harry, my voice straining to be heard over the loud music. I look around, no one catching my eyes. He shakes his head before looking at me.

"No one will ever catch my eyes but you." He says seriously, talking into my ear.

"Thanks Haz." I smile sweetly at him, briefly touching my hand to his before taking it away. We both look out at the crowd again, when a small flash of silver catches my gaze. I peer closer, trying to identify where it came from. I see a girl wearing a silver dress, the material shimmering in the lights of the club. It's skin tight, showing off all her curves. I poke Harry before pointing at her.

"What about the blond in the silver dress? Pretty, curvy, and stands out but not really." I say before looking at him. He nods and hops off his chair, making his way through the crowd. I watch him tap on her shoulder and she turns around to face him. At first she doesn't realize who he is but once she looks at him longer you can see her smirk. They exchange a few words before he starts to lead her to the bar. The two of them come to stand beside me, their presence alerting the other boys.

"Boys, this is Mya. Mya, this is Louis, Liam, Niall, and Zayn." He introduces us to her. She smiles at all of us, and when her gaze lands on me I don't know how I feel about her.

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"So you wanna meet up tomorrow?" I hear Harry ask.

"Like a date?" Mya asks, smiling at him.

"Yes. A date. If that's okay." Harry says.

"That's very okay." She says, a hand on her hip.

"Is there someplace I can pick you up?" Harry asks, hands in his pockets.

"Here's my address." She says, scribbling numbers and letters on a napkin. She hands it to Harry, her long red nails shiny, just like her dress.

"Cool." Harry smiles and we exit the club. I take one look behind me at Mya, and her eyes meet mine. She smiles at me and my stomach gets a weird feeling.

I spin back around to follow Harry and the boys, pushing open the door. I find Zayn, Niall, and Liam in one cab and Harry waiting for me in another cab. I hop into it, closing the door. Harry gives the cabbie the address before grabbing my hand, the darkness concealing it.

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"Louis, we're here. Wake up." Harry says, lightly shaking me. I open my eyes, looking around. I see our hotel and I open the door, climbing out. Harry pays the cabbie before following me into the hotel, going into our room. I throw my keys and wallet onto the counter-top before heading to the bedroom, laying down on the bed. Harry soon comes in too, but I don't look up from my phone. We got lucky with a suite this time around.

"So... you like Mya?" I ask.

"She seems pretty cool. I actually think this could work." Harry says, pulling off his jeans and t-shirt.

"That's good." I absentmindedly told him.

"What do you think of her?" He asks, heading into the bathroom and coming back out with a tooth-brush in his mouth.

"She's fine." I say, looking up at him. He raises his eyebrows at me and I sigh before locking my phone. "She's pretty."

He heads into the bathroom and comes back out a moment, the toothbrush gone.

"Okay what the hell is going on?" Harry said, laying down beside me.

"Nothing." I shrug, getting off the bed and taking off my own clothes. He gets off the bed to follow me and I go out of the bedroom.

"Why are you like, running away from me?" Harry exclaims, following me out. I grab a glass and pour myself some water.

"I'm not."

"Then talk to me! What the hell is going on with you?!" Harry exclaims again, his voice raising.

"Do you like her?" I say flat out and he looks at me like I've grown a second head.

"I'm gay." He says.

"Doesn't seem like it. It looks like you really like her." I say to him.

"Well yes I have had girlfriends before which makes me bisexual I guess." Harry says, running his hands through his hair.

"So?" I ask.

"So what?" Harry says.

"Do you like her?" I say.

"As friends, Louis. I only like you that way." Harry reassures me. I nod my head, looking down at my glass.

"I'm sorry." I say sincerely.

"It's okay babe."

"I know I overreacted and I just get really jealous. But I guess you know that hey?" I look at Harry, smiling sheepishly. He nods before coming over to me and hugging me, my head under his chin. I take a deep breath, hugging Harry back tightly.

"It's fine. Okay? Stop worrying." Harry tells me. I sigh into his bare shoulder before pulling back. I look into his eyes and smile at him. I kiss him slowly and then pull away.

"Wanna head to bed now?" I ask him. He nods to me and I grab his hand, pulling him into the bedroom. We get into bed, me on the right side and Harry on the left. We snuggle under the covers before Harry grabs me and pulls me to him. My head is under his chin again, size difference still baffling to me. I start to feel drowsy, Harry spooning me as I fall asleep.

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I wake up in the morning alone, Harry's side of the bed cold. I rub my eyes, looking around. The bedroom door is closed but I can still hear voices through it. I pull on a pair of pants and open the door, heading out into the main area. Harry's talking on the phone, the other person on speaker.

"Well you can pick me up anytime Harry. What time are you thinking?" Mya's voice says. Harry takes a drink from his tea before answering.

"How about 7:00?" He suggests as there is a knock on the door. I head to it, opening it.

"Good morning sir! We have the breakfast you called about." A man says, pushing a cart of food. I look at Harry as I let the man in and he smiles at me.

"Thanks." I say, handing him the $5 bill Harry gave to me before the man leaves, closing the door behind him. I turn around and look at Harry as he hangs up the phone.

"Breakfast?" I question him.

"Just wanted to treat you and spend a private breakfast with my beautiful boyfriend." Harry says, kissing my cheek. I smile at him.

"Well then. Let's dig in." I tell him.

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