Louis and Harry argued that whole night about what Louis had walked into in the office. They both weren't happy and Louis was a stubborn asshole who didn't let Harry explain himself at all.
"It would've been nice to know about you and Nick! Thought you two were just good friends. Not friends who fooled around." Louis said quietly and picked at his finger nails with anger. "Do what you want but that keeps happening it's on with Liam." He mumbled and glared at Harry.
Harry released a soft growl. "You really don't know everything about me Louis." he mumbled and rolled his eyes as he sat at the table returning a glare back to Louis.
"Yeah i guess i don't, after years being your assistant. Day after day busting my ass to make sure everything is in order for you, that your coffee is black with light sugar. That i continuously let you know when you have meetings just so you won't forget. I make you breakfast, lunch and dinner if we don't eat out like i'm your personal slave. I always make up excuses for you when you cancel meetings at the last second just so other companies won't drop your ass. I do everything for you Harry. You're being hostile to the wrong person." Louis hissed out and began to walk upstairs to his bedroom.
Harry groaned softly and rubbed his face before walking into Louis' room a few minutes after. "Let's sit and talk then." he snapped out. "About what Harry? how you're already pushing me out of the picture because of that dickhead? You know i can't fucking stand him and today put the icing on the cake!" Louis hissed and teared up, tapping his foot on the bed.
Harry watched Louis and shook his head. "He is my best friend! And my top when i need him! He always was before you came into the picture. I'm sorry you don't like him but i do and what you think of him isn't going to change my opinion on him." He mumbled.
"Then fuck him and keep your filthy hands away from me. I'm not fucking yours!" Louis snapped and buried his face into his pillow bawling his eyes out. "I shouldn't be having an 18 year old tying down my life!" Harry growled and walked out of Louis' room slamming his bedroom door closed behind him.
Those words hurt Louis. They repeated in his head for hours as he sobbed into his hands, not caring about the snot running down his face and how awful he looked. He was hurt and it was Harry's fault.
After a hour passed, Harry emerged from his bedroom and knocked on Louis' door hearing his quiet sniffles. "W-what do you w-want?" Louis hiccuped and buried his face deeper into his pillow.
Harry let out a sigh and walked into the bedroom slowly and sat at the end of Louis' bed. "I'm checking to see if you're okay.." he said softly as he watched Louis sit up in the bed, his eyes and lips puffy from crying.
"Why in the fuck would I be okay after what you said to me? It fucking hurt Harry." Louis hissed and flicked his kitten tail angrily. Harry sighed heavily and looked at his hands. "I don't know.. sorry I even spoke. I have a point though." He mumbled
"So you just fuck me and throw me away yeah? You know how I fucking feel about you Harry. Why lead me on and tell me I'm yours?" Louis' lip trembled as tears slid down his cheeks and he looked at Harry hurt.
Harry rubbed his face. "I don't know! it was just in the heat of the moment! I'm still fucking in love with your mother and well, I've needed to fuck others." He played with his rings and stood up. "I'll leave you to it.."
Louis shoulders slumped as he looked down at his lap. "J-just leave I don't want to fucking talk to you. You know I'm in love with you and y-you just like to play games with me." He mewed and wrapped his tail around himself as he layed back now against the bed.
Harry rolled his eyes and walked to the door. "I'll be back in a few hours.." He mumbled and walked out of the room before he walked outside to his car. That night Louis sobbed himself to sleep, so many things running through his mind.
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Harry sat at the bar as he downed another glass filled with scotch, feeling himself get more and more fuzzy. A tall blonde walked over to the bar and sat down on the stool next to Harry. "Hey there." She smiled
Harry looked over and smiled small. "Hey." he hummed and sipped his drink peaking over at the girl curiously. the mysterious girl smiled and watched Harry. "I figured you were a bit lonely, I'm Gemma.." She chirped and ordered herself a cocktail. Harry shrugged and turned to Gemma looking at her. "I don't mind.." he mumbled
Harry ordered another beer. "Put her's on my tab too.." he bit his lip and looked her up and down. "I'm Harry by the way.." Gemma grinned.
"Well thank you Harry." Gemma giggled and sipped her cocktail. "What're you doing at the bar by yourself Mister Harry?" she hummed and tucked her hair behind her ear. Harry breathed out a long sigh. "My life is turning into a shit show so I needed to get away.." He chuckled and sipped on his beer.
Gemma nodded and sat her drink down on the counter. "I get it, so I know this is really weird but would you like to come over for drinks? I have a whole arcade in my house." She blushed and stirred her drink.
Harry bit his lip and shrugged. "I don't see why not." He hummed and got up slowly as he watched Gemma stand up with him. "Just thought you'd like someone to hang out with. I'm lonely too." She laughed and finished her drink as they walked out to where Harry's car was.
They climbed in and made small conversation until they arrived to Gemma's house.
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Hey guys, it's been a while we know. We're just both going through some different things. But I'll be trying to write more actively now. Hope you enjoyed the chapter - D x
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The Step Father's Assistant (Larry Stylinson)
Fanfiction(CONTINUING NOW 2021) Harry Styles was a 30 year old; very rich and famous man. He was the creator of HS Magazine which was one of the most popular magazines around the world. He was married to Jay Tomlinson and had a step-son; Louis Tomlinson. Harr...
