I Hate My Stepbrother (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 2- Breakfast Play.

Unedited so might be mistakes.

When I woke up the aroma of waffles and bacon and eggs filled my nose. I opened my eyes groggily as I took in my surroundings.

Either I just had sex with Adam Levine and I'm in his room, or my mom married that rich bloke, Rick and I was currently sharing a room with his bitch of a son.

I looked down groaning when I saw I was still in my clothes from yesterday. And aw, man this was a brand new jacket and now it's all wrinkled up!

I rolled my eyes at how incredibly gay I sounded in my own head, then got out of bed landing face first on the hardwood floor. Atleast the mess was cleaned up.

Yeah, you read that right.

I tripped over something or, someone apparently. I knew that when I heard low grumbles and saw a curly head peeking out of the sheet on the floor.

"Jesus Lewis watch where the fuck your going! Can't you see I'm trying to get some bloody shut eye?" He said with a voice hoarse from sleep, and boy was it sexy. Even if it was an insult. But I wasn't going to stand for this he's been being snappy ever since I got here and I hardly even said a mere two words to the guy.

"It's Lou-ee" I corrected "And no, it's not like I have eyes on the back of my neck or anything!" I sassed back sarcastically.

"Well you still better watch where the hell you're walking princess."  He muttered before hoisting the covers back over himself and turning his back towards me again.

I sighed before getting back up and dusting myself off before heading to my bags that were perfectly laid out by Harry's room door.

I opened them looking for a comfty outfit to wear around the house since I didn't have to go anywhere speacial today.

I decided to go with a big light pink knit sweater that sleeves went down to cover my finger tips and came down over my waist to my upper thigh. And white knee high socks that had matching light pink ruffles at the end of it.

I started taking off my clothing pulling my leggings down around my ankles before I heard a not to subtle clear of a throat behind me.

"You awake?" I asked seeing the droopy green emralds coming from behind the milk white sheet.

"No, smartass I'm just sleeping with my eyes open. Fucking prick." He said sitting up and running a hand through those silky brown curls. "It's not like I could go back to sleep after getting kicked in the head."

I only pouted and muttered a barely audible 'sorry' before taking off my jacket and my shirt leaving me with my hot pink lace panties on.

"What are you wearing anyway? Better yet, what are you doing?" He said as I jumped feeling him pull his finger underneath the silk of the lace and pulling it, so it could snap back to the skin of my hip before looking down at me with curious green eyes and furrowed eyebrows.

"When did you get behind me creep?!" I gasped before chuckling at what he just said. "You sound like a twelve year old sexting his girlfriend. The hell does it look like I'm doing? I'm getting dressed." I said pulling the pink sweater down over my head and sitting down criss crossed on the floor, putting the socks on my feet.

"In girl's clothes?" Harry said crossing his arms and smirking at me "You can not be serious."

"Been serious since I was ten." I mumbled lifting myself up and ruffling my hair so it could be perfectly stylish messy.

"You're such a fucking whore, walking around in things like this." He said smugly touching the fabric of the sweater.

"Who are you to call me a whore? You don't know me!" I exclaimed slapping his hand away. He only walked towards his closet grinning.

I streched arching my back and yawning before turning back to Harry who was now  putting on joggers and a hoodie. So much for my boner.

I walked out of the room and downstairs without him though, not wanting to be bothered.

I walked across the big living room and into the kitchen where I saw waffles and other breakfast foods that made my mouth water. I looked over to see my mum sitting down laughing at the table with Rick eating breakfast.

I went over to her and kissed her cheek saying a light 'goodmorning' before giving Rick a kiss aswell.

"Well goodmorning Louis, aren't you looking pretty today?" Rick asked smiling.

"Thanks Rick, this is why I love you." I said sitting next to my mum and grabbing a plate and loading food onto it.

"I take it you slept well." He asked taking a spoonful of rice into his mouth.

"It was great thanks." I smiled at him.

"So, is Harry treating you right? He might be a little rough at first but you'll get used to him." Rick says and I swear I'm trying so impossibly hard to not think of that as dirty but now it's stuck in my head. Nice going Rick.

"H-he's fine, yeah." I said shakily still thinking about Harry being 'rough' with me.

"I don't appreciate being talked about behind my back." I heard someone mumble before looking up to see those amazing curly locks bouncing in the kitchen as he walked to the table and sat right next to me.

Seriously dude? All these seats and you sit by me? I thought to myself before looking down into my food and digging in, ignoring the voices around me.

"Slow down, honey your going to choke." My mum said sweetly patting my back as I looked up to see everybody staring at me with a mouth full of waffles.

"Dress like a lady, eat like a man." I heard Harry chuckle making everyone at the table snicker. I grabbed a napkin wiping syrup off of my mouth and swallowing my food down with a glass of milk.

"Ha ha ha very funny." I said pinching him from under the table making him wince a little before going back to his food.

Half way done with my food I feel a pinch on my thigh dangerously close to my erm...'area' making my sweater hitch up and my panties show from under the table. But, Harry kept his hand there pulling at the fabric of the lace again and snapping it back to my skin with a soft smacking sound and pulling his hand back to his own lap.

"What was that?" Mum asked with a confused look to Rick who only shrugged. I looked to Harry who was acting like he did nothing with a smug smile on his face.

"I-I have to go to the bathroom." I announced jumping up from the table.

"Yeah, that's because you were eating like you've haven't ate in months. And no one wants to hear your shitting announcements!" Harry called after me. I heard a faint sound of Rick scolding him for cursing at the breakfast table and to 'stop being mean to his new brother.'

I slammed the bathroom door behind me before splashing cold water on my face.

If it's war this guy wants, it's war he'll get.