Oblivion (Larry AU Stylinson MSBK Finale)

Chapter 4

I was planning on waiting two days until updating, but since today was such a long day, halfway through writing this, I realized it had been less than 24 hours.

thank you confusing brain of mine.

'you're welcome'

anyways,

enjoyyyyy

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"I think that's enough."

"just a little mor-"

"That's enough Stacy!!"

The flashes are seconds away from blinding me, and it's fucking stupid the first 300 shots of me on the set aren't enough.

"But Mr. Style-"

"Were done for today. Pretty sure this underwear shoot isn't going to need 200 more shots of me."

Getting off the car hood, I walk toward the dressing rack, ignoring the complaints.

"It's just a fucking brief shoot."

Throwing my shirt over my shoulder along with my pants, I walk out the warehouse the shoot is taking place. I dont mind loosing a couple of thousands if they're not feeling satisfied with the shots they have so far.

I don't feel comfortable right now, and especially since I left William in charge of Ethan.

Cant trust nannies in this town and William isn't any better.

Climbing inside of my car, I drive off back home in only my under garment, feeling the breeze of the afternoon make my skin shiver.

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"Where's Ethan?"

Stepping inside my home, an unwelcome sight greets me.

"He's in the living room watching tv. Put some clothes on will ya?"

My blood is already boiling and I've just arrived.

Fucking Great.

"Where is my son?"

"I just said, in the livin-"

"SO WHY ARENT YOU THERE, YOU SHITHEAD!!"

I grab the spatula on the corner of the kitchen counter and aim at Williams head, missing by a couple of seconds but successfully getting a shriek out of him.

"HAROLD"

"YOU GUYS LIVE HERE FOR FREE AND I CAN'T EVEN GET THE FAVOR BACK BY LEAVING YOU MY CHILD"

I grab another kitchen utensil and aim again, seeing William shrink to the floor. The sight is highly amusing actually, but I choose to ignore it,heading down the hall towards the sound of the TV.

I have been meaning to get the house remodeled, the living room too far away from kitchen so I can monitor Ethan when he's busy with tv time. There's too many windows and the transparency just makes it less safe for Ethan to live in.

Entering the living room after passing about 3 doors of useless junk hoarding, I find Ethan giggling away on the rug.

Next to Louis.

"What the hell are you doing here?!"

Louis flinches, snapping his heads towards me so fast I was slightly afraid it was close to falling off. Not that I cared.

"I-I jus-"

"You're supposed to be in the hospital"

"T-They discharged m-"