Two Adopted Girls, Two Gay Men [Larry Stylinson] MPREG

Chapter Three

[Harry's P.O.V]

I pull away, my heart beating out of my chest as I look at Louis. I had no idea what his reaction would be, but he's just given me two fucking thousand dollars, two grand! That's insane, and he looked beautiful and I couldn't help myself.

"That was amazing!" He grins and leans over and quickly pecks my cheek. "You're an amazing kisser." He says and I chuckle, "You are pretty good Lou, I hope you didn't mind.." I say softly as his eyes widen.

"What? No I didn't mind at all, in fact.." He says trailing off and leans over to kiss me again. I kiss him back, pulling away. "You're amazing, we've barley known each other for two days but we get along so well, I think we're meant to be." He says and I nod, I agree with him.

"I think so too." I tell him as he grabs my hands. "I brought us subway, let's go eat." He says and I huff. "Darling, you can't keep buying me shit." I protest, even though subway sounded amazing right now.

"Oh shut up." He says and pulls me in to the dining room. Beau and Olivea were not there, their wrappers in the bin.

*****

It was later that day, around 3PM, when I decided to take a shower again, I usually liked to feel clean, so I let Louis watch TV with the girls while I go to take a shower.

I grab myself a pair of boxers, plaid PJ pants and a plain black shirt and walk into the bathroom. I let the water run for a bit, and then step in after stripping from my clothes.

"I never came to the beach or stood by the ocean..." I sing softly to myself.

"I never sat by the shore under the sun with my feet in the sand
but you brought me here and I'm happy that you did."

"'Cause now I'm as free as birds catching the wind I always thought I would sink, so I never swam I never went boatin', don't get how they are floatin' and sometimes I get so scared of what I can't understand.."

"But here I am, next to you, the sky is more blue, in Malibu, next to you, in Malibu, next to you-"

"HOLY SHIT HARRY WE NEED TO TALK!" Louis screams from outside the door and I gasp, my hands on my heart and I try to regain myself.

"I swear to you Louis if I don't get you back!" I yell, washing the soap of off my body and turning the shower off. I dry my body and put my clothes on, running my hands through my hair and opening the door to see Louis laying down on the bed, most likely scrolling through Instagram. 

"Okay but holy fucking shit styles! You have such an amazing voice! You should start a YouTube channel!" He says and I blush, he's caught me singing. Great. People usually say I've got a good voice, but I never believed them, but if Louis says I do..

"Um, no what the fuck, I am not starting a YouTube channel-"

"Please? Please? You get paid for have a certain amount of subscribers and viewers-"

"Lou no! I can't sing for shit-"

"Don't you dare say that! You have an amazing voice, could you at least consider it?" He says and I roll my eyes. "Fine, I'll consider it." I say and he squeals, hugging me. "Yay! Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

*****

Monday comes around faster then I hoped so, meaning Louis had to go back to work, so yesterday afternoon around four PM He leaves, after giving me a quick goodbye kiss, him and Olivea leave.

So, after I drop Beau off to school, I come back home and immediately grab the guitar I had burrowed from Niall yesterday after Louis had left.

I strum the strings softly and smile, before grabbing my MacBook. I place it in front of me, pressing record.