my angel l.s

chapter #35

"i love you too sweetheart," louis told him again, harry still in his arms. he has a nice little smile on his face while harry still has a few tears streaming down his cheeks.

"here, want me to put you dow-"

"no." he wrapped his arms tighter around him more, his face going in his neck. liam and zayn watch, smiling and taking photos.

"you're so amazing for doing that," he sniffed, "you don't know how much that meant to me. thank you." louis nodded, "you're welcome."

"can we like, leave? i want to get some pizza and we can go and chill at louis' or something.." zayn sighs, pouting a bit.

"i'm sure we can do that zee, hey lovebirds, are you in for getting pizza and going to louis'?" harry pulls away from louis' neck, blushing at liam and zayn. louis puts him down, scratching the back of his neck shyly. "u-um, sure. yeah, let's go." louis grabbed harry's bag for him, harry blushing.

"thank you." louis grinned, "you're welcome, love." zayn fake gags, "let's go before i barf on the floor, come on." they walk out the room, going towards the exit and to louis' car, getting in.

liam and louis in the front, zayn and harry in the back. as usual.

"buckle up kids!" liam reminded, the others buckling their seatbelts. "i'm the dj! don't even try it liam."

"whatever," harry plugs his phone in, going to his music. "and remember, no trash-"

"they know what is what-"

"oh my god! this is my song!" harry nods, even liam showing a reaction of interest.

"harry edward styles, did i not say no trash-"

"a tiger, don't lose no sleep, don't need opinions from a shellfish or a sheep, don't you come for me! oh not today." liam, zayn, and harry sang, louis rolling his eyes and he backed up out of the parking space.

"you're calculated, got my number! cause you're a joker, and i'm a courtside killer queen, and you will kiss the ring. you best believe."

"so keep calm honey, i'ma stick around, for more than a minute, get used to it. funny, my name keeps coming out your mouth, cause i stay winning, lay 'em up like.."

"swish swish bish!" everyone except louis started dancing, "you guys are such actual trash, just like katy. can't believe you are dancing to this girl.."

"stop giving her slander!" harry told louis, "i'll give her slander if i want, thanks though sis." he took a right turn, deciding to go to the nearest pizza hut.

harry sighs, "mean." he goes and switches the song.

louis gasps, "you didn't."

"you know.. y'all rich - you know they ain't got no old money... they got a whole lotta new money though."

"raindrop! droptop! smokin' on cookie in the hotbox," they all sang along.

"cookie!" harry said, " — on your bitch, she a thot, thot, thot." everyone except harry sings the bitch and fuckin, harry just using bih and stopping for a moment.

"cookin' up dope in the crockpot, pot!"

harry cleared his throat, "watch and learn, fellas."

"offset,"

"woo! woo! woo! woo!" zayn sings. "racking on rackings, got backends on backends, i'm riding around in a coupe!" louis takes a left turn, them all being surprised at harry know these lyrics.

"i take your - right from you, - i'm a dog, woof! beat the ho walls, loose! hop in the frog, woo!" he looks out the window, them all having wide eyes as they heard harry say the lyrics.

"i tell that - to come for me, i swear these - under me, they hate and the devil keep jumpin' me, bankrolls on me keep me company. we did the most, yeah, pull up in ghost, yeah, my diamonds a choker, holdin' the fire with no holster."

"w-what?" louis eyes widen, the same with liam and zayn. soon enough, offset finishes, harry pulling out her phone, acting like that didn't just happened.

"what the fuck was that?!" zayn questioned, looking over at harry. harry shrugged, "i.. i was just saying the words to the song? and zayn, don't-"

"fucking cunt!"

"look! we're here!" harry got out of the car after louis got out, him just parking. he grabbed his hand, spinning in a circle before skipping to the door, the others becoming confused with the sudden change.

they get inside and to the counter, harry telling them he'll order. after they were greeted, harry decided to start. "i'd like a cheese pizza, with pineapples please."

"that's disgusting, i'm not putting it on your pizza. cheese pizza!" he shouted to the people in the back, harry frowning. "b-but, i-i said-"

"you're getting a cheese pizza, lady." harry looked at his shoes, becoming hurt. he wanted a cheese pizza with pineapples, why couldn't he be nice and give him it?

before the man could say anything else, louis gently pushed harry behind him,

"excuse me? you're going to give him a cheese with pineapples on top pizza, no matter how fucking disgusting it is. i don't care if you don't like it, i'm the one paying you for it and you're supposed to do what i say. you don't want me to go and tell your manager about you being stubborn, now do you?" he crossed his arms, the employee knowing exactly who louis is, his eyes widening.

"now, you're going to fucking correct that to a pineapple cheese pizza, you hear? unless you'd love for your job to go away." the employee nodded quickly, "yes sir." he mumbled, shouting for the people in the back to put pineapples on top.

liam ordered a pepperoni and a meat lovers for louis, then they walked to the cvs next to them to buy drinks while they waited.

"you know, you didn't have to do that." harry
told louis, them both walking slowly behind liam and zayn who are walking in the store.

"i know, but i needed to. i'm not letting anyone talk you down like that, it's not right. you deserve to be respected." harry nodded, louis looking at him. "thank you."

he blushed, louis kissing his cheek. "you are always always welcome, babe."