I Hate You (Larry Stylinson MPREG)

Chapter 8: Do you swallow?

⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️: bullying

When we get in the car Harry is still steaming from what happened in Starbucks. Maybe music will calm him down.

"Can I connect my phone to the aux, please?" I ask timidly while looking over at him taking a lick from the whipped cream oozing out of the top of the cup.

"You can do anything looking at me like that, while doing that. Geesh Lou, do you really not realize what you do to people?" Harry asks baffled.

"What am I doing?" I ask while taking another lick.

"Stop licking the fucking whipped cream like that, damn it!" He says nearly snatching the cup out of my hand.

"Sorry," I say slumping my shoulders a bit.

"You can connect your phone to the aux," Harry says after a brief silence.

"Thank you," I say softly. I connect my phone through the Bluetooth aux, open the Spotify app and play Now or Never by Halsey. I start quietly singing along while opening my breakfast sandwich. "Do you want to eat your sandwich now?" I ask Harry before I start eating mine.

"Yeah," he holds out his hand waiting for me to place the sandwich in it.

"No, I'll feed it to you since you're driving," I say while opening his sandwich.

"I'm a big boy I can eat while driving. I do it all the time," he says.

"Well you shouldn't it's dangerous. You won't be putting my life in danger, Mr. Styles so open up," I countered and put the sandwich up to his lips. He opened his mouth and took a bite humming as he chews. He has a little piece of food stuck to the corner of his mouth so I grab a napkin then use it to wipe the food off.

"Thanks, love," he says between chews. I smile at him and continue to sing along to the song playing. I take a bite of my sandwich too. After I finish chewing and swallowed my food I begin singing along to whatever Halsey song is playing now.

"You have a lovely voice," Harry says.

"No I don't, it's annoying. It's high-pitched and screechy."

"No, it's soft and beautiful, just like you," he says smiling at me making me blush, "who is this singing anyway?"

"It's Halsey, my queen," I say while putting the sandwich up to his mouth again so he can take a bite. "She's my favorite singer. I would love to see her live in concert and meet her. Too bad I probably never will," I say the last part sadly.

"Maybe one day you'll see her live and meet her, don't lose hope, babe," Harry says reassuringly.

"I don't know why I feel so comfortable around you already," I take another bite out of my sandwich. "It usually takes me like a year to get used to someone and sing around them," I chuckle and give him another bite. "Hey Harry, can I ask you something?"

"Sure babe."

"Why did you want to pick me up this morning?"

"Truthfully because I don't want you around those boys who ride your bus so I'll be picking you up and taking you home everyday," he says, "and Eleanor and Kendall are annoying as hell I don't want you anywhere near them."

"No, you don't need to do that, I don't want to be of any inconvenience to you," I say.

"You won't be, plus I want to. I'm not changing my mind Louis, so don't even attempt to do it," he says.

"Okay fine," I say while rolling my eyes, "why don't you like Eleanor and Kendall?"

"Because those bitches are annoying as fuck! I fucked them both one time, we had a threesome and now they think I like them and that I'm supposed to date them or some bullshit, I don't know but they won't leave me alone. They're so exhausting," he exclaims.