I'm THEIR son!? (Book 1) | Larry Stylinson

Chapter 3

Larry's POV

"Should we wake him up?"

"No, he's peaceful when he sleeps."

"C'mon! It's almost noon! The interview is 30 minutes!"

I shoot up. It's almost noon?! Oh no. I'm going to get punished. I look at the guys. Louis, Harry, and Liam are looking at me. I grab my clothes and run to the bathroom. I put on my chinos and wool sweater. I put on my suspenders and I slide on my converse. They're really old and I'm growing out of them. I nervously step out of the room and close the door behind me. Louis, Harry and Liam are staring at me.

I watch a hand comes towards me. I flinch and brace myself. I don't feel any pain. I feel the bag being taken from my hand. I open my eyes and look up at Louis. He gives me a half smile and walks out of the room. Harry leaves the room as well only to leave me alone with Liam.

"Larry, remember what I told you about us hitting kids? We don't do that. I promise. Don't ever think that we would," he says kneeling to me.

"Okay," I say in a small voice.

"Now lets go. We can go eat after the interview," he smiles.

I feel his arms pick me up. He throws me over his shoulder. I laugh. Whoa. I haven't laughed in a long time. Wait, I don't think I have ever laughed. I smile at that though and squeal at Liam as we go down the stairs.

"Liam! Put me down!" I giggle.

"Nope! We gotta go!" he laughs.

We walk out and I look over at Louis and Harry. They're glaring at Liam. I don't wanna sound mean, but if they would just do stuff with me, maybe I would like them better. I push my curls out of my face. Liam sets me down in the back and buckles me up. I smile at him as he sits down next to me.

Louis is driving with Harry next to him. Niall and Zayn are talking about food I think. I'm all alone in the back with Liam. I yawn. I'm still really tired. I have never slept in that long before. I lean my head against Liam and close my eyes slightly. I'm instantly awaken by Liam shaking me awake. He unbuckles me and lets me get out first.

I feel someone grab my hand. I look up and Harry is holding it. I smile a little. Well, at least he's trying. I hear screaming. Dang, how many fans do they have? The screams are making me go deaf. Harry squeezes my hand and pulls me along. Niall and Liam are in front of us. Zayn and Louis are behind us. At least I'm not the last one.

We get inside. A bunch of people surround us. They take everyone somewhere. Some how, Harry's hand got away from me. I'm stranded alone. I sigh and walk over to a couch. I sit and wait for one of them to reappear.

"Hey there," a voice says.

I look up. Two girls are in front of me. One of them has long brown curly hair and dark skin. The girl next to her has wavy dark brown hair. Should I say something? They haven't exactly told me not to talk to strangers. Wait, are they even strangers. I press my lips together and smile at them. I wave and look down again.

"You're Larry?" one of them asks.

I look up again and nod. They sit next to me and grab my hands.

"I'm Danielle, Liam's girlfriend," the one with curly hair says to me.

"I'm Eleanor, Louis' girlfriend," the other one says to me.

"I'm Larry, Harry's little brother?" I question.

They laugh.

"We know the truth. And you're name is now Jake right? Well don't worry Jake. How are you settling in?" Danielle asks me.