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

Reason #16

Reason #16 I Hate Being Famous: You Always Have to Look Good

Louis' P.O.V

"So Louis... What do I have to do to get you to have sex with me again?" She asks.

"Nothing you do will ever make me want to have sex with you." I tell her, laying down on the bed. I'm laying in a pair of baggy shorts, already have gotten undressed.

"Nothing? Oh come on Louis. There's gotta be something." She says seductively, coming to straddle my waist. She was only wearing a bra and panties, lace covering every inch of the revealing material.

"Please get off me." I say calmly, knowing that I can't anger her. 

"Louis..."

"Eleanor." 

"I really don't want to send these pictures to Mark..." She says, leaning down. Her face is inches from mine.

"This is sexual abuse." I tell her, my heart starting to pound.

"Mmmm.... Well, you see, if you enjoy it, it's not really abuse." She says, starting to kiss me. I want to pull away but I'm kind of enjoying her company right now. If I can't have Harry, I can have Eleanor.

"Fine." I grumble, kissing her back. I feel her smile on my lips. She pulls down my shorts, leaving me in my boxers. Eleanor sits on Louis' Jr., rocking her hips back and forth. I moan from the friction, kissing her fervently.

"See? I told you you'd enjoy it." Eleanor whispers. I unclasp her bra with difficulty, not really knowing how these fricken things work. 

"Wow... You are really are gay. Don't worry baby. I'll fix that for you." She says, helping me out.  

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Harry's P.O.V

I'm laying alone in my bed, wondering where the hell my life has gone. I'm about to start crying but I pick myself back up. I can't believe Eleanor. How dare she do this?! I need to talk to someone other than the boys so I pick up my phone, doing this before my courage runs out.

Harry: I really need to talk to you...

Mya: ok. What's up?

Harry: can you call me?

A moment later Mya calls me.

"Hey." I say, my voice cracking on just that single word.

"What's wrong?" She asks, picking up on my mood right away.

"I need to tell you something, and I don't know how you're going to react but I have to get this off my chest." I tell her.

"What is it?" She says, voice timid.

"The reason I asked you out was because my management told me too."

"Okay? I thought this happened all the time for celebrities. Pubilcity right? Harry that's totally okay." She says.

"It wasn't just that. It's also because I'm gay." I tell her. There's silence on the other end and I hold my breath.

"Is it Louis?" She asks.

"Yeah. I love him Mya."

"Well, the only reason I'm not totally pissed is because I ship Larry." She confesses and I laugh.

"There's one more thing." I say.

"What is it?"

"Eleanor is blackmailing me and Louis."