bakery boy// larry stylinson

chapter 7

*Harry's POV*

My eyes widened as I held the clothes tighter in my arms, watching louis stand there with a smirk on his face.

"What's the matter? Don't want to change?" He asked.

I actually did want to change, but, in front of him? In front of someone i barely know?

"Can you...turn around?" I said awkwardly, probably blushing by now.

"Aw, I was looking forward to seeing your Calvin Klein boxers," Louis smiled.

"What? How'd you-"

And then I noticed the label was up, and I furrowed my eyebrows together, pulling up my sweats and my sweater down.

"Please go," I sigh.

"Fine, fine. Whatever the preppy boy wants," Louis laughed, walking out of his room and shutting the door behind me, allowing me to change. Alone.

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"Harry! Come on! What's taking you so long?" I heard Louis call, and I gasped, scared.

"What? Um, I'm coming," I said, running to get my shoes. But as I was getting my shoes, I saw Louis' diary. Not only that, but a picture of his boyfriend on the top. I wanted to read it, I needed to. I looked out the window and noticed Louis unlocking the car doors. I opened the diary and stuffed the picture in there, and then stuffed the diary in my bag. What if he wrote about me? What if it's bad things? What does he think of me?

"Curly, come on!" Louis yelled, then beeping the horn twice after.

I zipped my bag and ran downstairs, flying out the door into the passenger seat of the car.

I was so out of breath, and I threw my bag down onto the floor, desperately gasping for air.

"Tired?" Louis smirked.

I just looked at him, giving him some type of mean stare.

He put his hands up, and then on the steering wheel.

We pulled out of the driveway and soon enough onto the road.

"It's awfully quiet," Louis said, focusing his eyes on the road.

I just remained quiet. I wasn't much of a talker, so I didn't mind the silence occurring.

Louis leaned forward and the radio blasted on, rap music blasting into my ears.

I covered my ears and saw Louis smiling, enjoying it. I covered my ears and shouted, "Turn it off!"

I guess he hadn't heard me, because he didn't do anything about it. I changed the station when I heard one of my favorites, 'Just the Way You Are' by Bruno Mars come on, but I also turned it down a bit.

Louis' face turned to the radio, and then to me in disgust.

"You like this music?" Louis asked.

"What's wrong with it," I mumbled, staring out at the cloudy sky.

"It's a bit, lovey," Louis scoffed.

"Exactly," I said, and then he actually didn't say anything back after that. Maybe rolled his eyes, but didn't say much.

That's when I heard a few weird noises in the car, and it started slowing down. I sat up quickly, looking at Louis, and he looked scared, freaked out. We were in the middle of nowhere, since that's where I lived, and it didn't look like the car was working. We both looked at each other, and said nothing. We said nothing for several seconds, until Louis was the first to break the silence.

"Looks like the car broke down."

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so so so so so sorry it's been so long!

I'll start updating more, i promise!

school has just been stressing me out, a lot :-(

but it's almost spring break, and almost summer too yay.

hope you liked this :-)