Larry Stylinson ao3 one shots.

a couple months too long

Written by:Louistimes2

Summary:"I mean who wouldn't be scared when a cute little twink comes to tell a famous rockstar that the great sex in a doorway they had ended with a baby." And yeah, now Louis is staring at him with wide eyes.
Louis is a fan of Harry's and they fuck and end up with a child.

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Work Text:
"Okay, so today you have an interview with Nick on BBC radio one and then you can do whatever your little heart desires." Liam types away on his phone as he speaks.

"Sweet, finally some free time." Harry yawns out and looks at Liam. It's too early in the morning to be in a car with Liam, yeah he loves the guy but when Liam is in his 'manager Liam' mode; it's not something he wants to be around.

It actually just makes him want to kick Liam in the balls if he's completely honest.

Also Harry is so not morning person, if he could he would sleep until one everyday but he barely gets enough sleep as is during his tour season. Or any day with his job actually. When he's not on stage he's traveling, when he's not traveling his in an interview, when he's not in an interview he's in a photoshoot and so on and so forth. The moral is that he doesn't get much time to get sleep, but he does loves his job, it's better than being a stay at home mom or some bullshit. Now she probably gets no sleep, especially if she has young kids.

Why is Harry thinking about kids? It way too early in his life and in the morning to be thinking about kids. Actually Harry never even wants to look at kids, even his kid fans, like can't they just go watch some brainwashing show and get the fuck away. Kids are nasty with their dirty hands and boggers and shit and piss accidents.

God, thank you for not letting me have kids and instead letting me fuck all the sexy thin bitches I come across.

Harry smirks as his thought wander to that one tall brunette he hooked up with last week, or was it two weeks ago? No, it was last week because now he's in a brunette only phase and two weeks ago he was in his blonde phase. You always gotta mixed it up a bit. If they got an ass, tits and an okay face than go for it. Actually, go for an ugly face too because you can always do it doggy style and only see this back, but then again you can't see their boobs. Hey, maybe you'll be lucky and she'll be into some weird kink where she likes a brown bag over her head.

"Hey," Liam drags Harry away from his personal mind blog. Liam looks up from his phone but his fingers continue to type. Fucker. Harry rolls his eyes at him. "Don't be doing any stupid shit tonight. I don't want to see any bad publicity because you fucked some bitch in the middle of the street."

"Liam," Harry fakes shocked and lays a ring covered hand over his heart, acting as if Liam's comment hurt him. "Do you even know me," Harry let's out a little fake gasp, "I would do no such thing." Harry filings his hair back and cuts the short act -that's not what he's famous for, he's a singer, a rockstar actually-, "I would at least have the decency to take her into an ally and bend her over nice and sweetly." He smirks. Liam just blinks at him with a bored expression before looking back at his phone. Maybe Liam is tired of Harry's sarcastic but yet truthful answers, but Harry is a star and he can put his dick in anyone, anywhere. The rockstar yawns again and looks out the window admiring the sun rising across London, well not really admiring because he'd much rather be in his bed with his eyes closed -still sleeping.

"What are you going to do tonight?" Liam asks, still typing away on his phone. Harry resists the urge to crush it.

"Probably going to find some groupie or something to fuck. It's been awhile since I got laid." Harry leans back in his seat and places his foot on top of his knee, looking mature but yet immature at the same time.