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

Chapter 4

Larry's POV

"Larry, Larry, Larry. You always have to get into trouble huh? I'll wipe off that smile of yours!" he screams.

He smacks me across the head. I wasn't even smiling. I fall to the ground. He kicks my ribs. I'm groaning in pain. The workers are looking at me. They look almost sorry.

"You see you interns, when a child acts badly here, this is how I discipline!" he screeches.

He kicks me in the face one more time before dismissing me.

I wake up. My hair is damp; my arms are sticky with sweat. It was only a dream Larry. Only a dream. I sigh and look at the clock. 6:00. kinda hungry. I slide on my converse and slowly walk down. I hang onto the rail hoping someone won't come behind me and push me. I get downstairs. Niall, Zayn and Harry are on the couch. Harry's head shoots back at me.

"Larry! YOU'RE AWAKE! C'MON GUYS LETS GO!" Harry yells picking me up.

God what is with these guys and picking me up? I'm not a baby. Well, I might as well be the way they're treating me. I get put in the car. Harry doesn't even buckle me up. Now I really wish Liam was my dad, but I guess I'm 7 and I'm asking too much. I buckle in as we drive some where.

We get to a huge place. There are girls hanging around. They have posters of the guys. Cute. Harry holds onto my hand and leads me into the mall. No one is in there. I look at Harry and he just smiles. My stomach growls and we go to the food court first. We order and eat in silence. Mostly because Niall was eating like the world was gonna end tomorrow.

I laugh at him and he smiles at me. Harry takes my hand and leads me to a bunch of clothing stores. Whatever I see he practically buys it for me. Which I'm not complaining about since I needed some new clothes. Our last stop is at the shoe store. Supras, high tops, all the shoes you could imagine. I look down at my old, falling apart converse. They were hand-me-downs from the home. I'm surprised they actually let me keep them.

"Larry, what kind of shoes do you want?" Niall asks looking at the Supras.

"It doesn't matter to me," I say.

The guys turn to me and smile. They have a hint of evilness in their eyes. They run all over the place grabbing shoes. I'm just sitting in a chair.

"What size are you?" Zayn yells.

"I dunno!" I yell back.

"Sir, can you get his size measured!" Harry yells.

The man sighs and walks to my side. I take off my converse and place my foot in a metal thingy. He reads off the size and guys come back with ten boxes each.

"We got you a lot of shoes! We even got you some TOMS so Louis wouldn't go ninja on us," Harry smiles.

I laugh and smile back at him. They go to the cashier. They won't let me look at the price. We finish our shopping and it's about 9:00. I yawn and start to fall asleep in the car.

Harry's POV

"Haz that was so much fun! I don't think Larry will need to go shopping anytime soon now with all the clothes we just bought him," Zayn laughs.

"Probably! Since we're leaving soon, he won't be able to wear most of his clothes," I smile.

I look in the review mirror. Larry is fast asleep. I smile to myself. I look at the time almost 9:00. Liam's gonna go Daddy Direction on me. Wait, he's with Dani, he's not gonna notice. We pull up into our drive way. Niall and Zayn grab the bags and I pick up Larry. He's so peaceful when he sleeps. I open the door only to find El and Lou making out. I roll my eyes and clear my throat loudly at them. Lou flips me off and I just walk upstairs to Larry's room.