We're half way back to Harry's house now. I didn't finish eating all the food because my stomach started to get too full. So I shared the rest with Harry then he gave whatever was leftover to Niall. I swear Niall never gets full! I don't know where he puts it all. I swear everything I eat goes straight to my fat ass. But I guess it's okay because Harry seems to really like my butt. He's currently groping and squeezing it as we walk down the dark street.
"Harry stop it," I giggle swatting his hand away.
"I can't help it I love your ass baby," he says while rubbing my ass.
"Ugh my tummy is so full I look like I'm about 3 months pregnant!" I groan.
"Your stomach looks so cute like this, maybe I should keep you full all the time so you could look pregnant," Harry says while he starts to rub my stomach.
"No Harry I will not make myself fat just for your enjoyment!" I say pushing his hand away from my stomach.
"But could you imagine," he says then stops walking which makes me stop walking too. He walks in front of me then gets down on his knees getting eye level with my bulging round tummy and resting his hands on it.
"Hi little baby that's inside of my little baby," he coos making me giggle. "This is your dada speaking, I just wanted to let you know that your mommy and I can't wait to meet you and we already love you so much," he speaks to my stomach then places a kiss on it.
"You guys are fucking weird," Zayn says bursting Harry and I out of the little fantasy bubble we were in.
"You're making Harry soft Louis, it's disgusting," Niall said fake vomiting making me giggle.
"You really think he's making me soft?" Harry said while getting up off the ground and towering over Niall.
"N-no sir," Niall cowers away.
"That's what I thought, anyone else got something to say?" He snarls at them and they all mutter no and shake their heads. "Okay then lets keep walking then," he said and the boys started walking up ahead of Harry and I.
"Are we almost there? I'm tired of walking and I'm thirsty," I whine.
"Here drink this," he hands me the bottle of water he got me from McDonald's.
"But I don't want water!" I whine again.
"You need to drink it, it'll make you feel a lot better in the morning. I already drank mine, now you need to drink yours," he demands.
"Ugh, okay fine," I say with a huff then chug the water down. I throw the empty bottle onto the ground when I'm done not caring for the first time ever in my life about littering. "Are we there yet? You never answered me," I say.
"Just a couple of more blocks," he replies.
"That's too faaaarrrr," I whine.
"Do you want to ride me?" Harry stops walking and looks at me.
"What?! Right now?" I shriek. "But your friends are here," I whisper looking over at his friends that continued to walk ahead of us. They're in they're own little conversation they aren't even paying Harry and I any attention.
"No," Harry says with a laugh, "I didn't mean it in a sexual way," he snickers. "I meant do you want to ride me, like on my back like a piggy back ride," he says through laughter.
"Oh! You should have said that! You made it seem like you wanted to fuck me right here in the middle of the street!" I exclaim hitting his arm.
"We heard Louis say something about 'fucking me in the middle of the street' so like... can we watch?" I hear Liam yell so Harry and I turn away from each other to look at him.
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I Hate You (Larry Stylinson MPREG)
FanfictionLouis wakes up from a coma with no memory on how he ended up there. The only people who know the truth on how he got there are him and the person who put him there. Or The one where the innocent boy develops a toxic and unhealthy relationship with a...
