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

Chapter 6

Larry's POV

Stella and I are having a great time at the park. Right now we're playing tag and I'm hiding. I hear her calling my name. She won't be able to find me. I know for a fact she won't. I hear a scream from the end of the tube that makes me jump.

"Gotcha!" Stella laughs pulling me to her.

I giggle as she picks me up. She sets me down. We walk to a bench and sit down. We've been out here for at least an hour. I don't think the guys' interviews takes that long. Stella brought her phone. I hear it ring and she answers it. I listen closely. I know I shouldn't but I wanna know!

"Hey, at the park, because I'm his nanny and he wanted to come here, wow, fine whatever we'll be over there soon," she hangs up the phone and throws it in her pocket.

She looks really mad. I'm not scared though.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"Erm, nothing. We have to go to the photo shoot. Harry wants us there," she says standing up.

I nod and start to walk in the direction of the bus. I grab her hand and smile at her. She smiles back and leads the way. Once we get in there I'm being murdered by hugs. Harry is the first to give me one. He kisses my forehead and sets me down. Louis comes and squeezes me hard. I laugh as he hands me off to Liam. He hugs me and smiles at me. Next is Zayn's turn. He spins me around making me dizzy. I giggle when I get set down. Next Niall comes and throws me over his shoulder. He puts me on the couch and starts to tickle me. I yell for help while I giggle.

Pretty soon the guys jump on Niall. They help me up as Niall goes to the kitchen. Stella is on her lap top again. She told me once we get to Texas she's visiting her brother. Which I'm really nervous about. She's going to be gone a whole day and I'm going to be with the guys. Hopefully they don't do anything stupid. Like loose me or something. I'm going to hope for the best.

Liam's POV

Harry had a very strong talk with me about Larry. Apparently he wants me to back off. It isn't my fault him and Louis can't step up. Louis barely notices he's there. I thought for sure when we found him that they would take full responsibility and be his parents. I was only trying to help them out.

We get to the photo shoot and Harry wants some photos with Lou and Larry. Which reminds me, I better get used to calling him Jake. Hopefully he knows that too. Stella is watching behind. She's mostly just doing something on her phone. I don't know why but I'm still kinda paranoid about it. I guess I shouldn't be.

Our stylist throws clothes at us and tells us to change. She even has clothes for Larry. I go to my dressing room and change into the clothes. When I walk out, Larry has a plain white shirt with brown colored chinos. He has a pair of high tops on. His curls are being fixed by our stylist. He seems to be having fun with all the attention.

The photographer calls us over and Larry stays behind him. He's talking to Stella about something. We take a few serious pictures and few not so serious pictures. Pretty soon the photographer calls Larry over. He runs over when he hears his name. Which I'm actually quite surprised that he knows his name is Jake to the photographer.

"Alright boys, I want you all to take a silly picture. Um, Harry, pick up Jake and put him on your shoulders," he instructs.

I can see the joy in Harry's face. He picks him up and puts him on his shoulders. I feel a strong feeling at the pit of my stomach. I can't be. Am I jealous of Harry? Am I really that jealous that I want Larry to be mine? No, no, no. Liam you are not jealous...OH WHO AM I KIDDING!? I'm completely jealous! How is this possible!? Calm down Liam. Calm down. I fake a smile.