I Only Want More [Larry Stylinson]

Chapter 3

I finished City Of Bones finally and I'm gonna go get the next book! Woooooo!

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*Kayla's POV*

"Louis! No, don't! Stop it!" I squeal as he takes more pictures and videos of me. "I'm not kidding! Stop!" He smirks, beginning to type. After a few minutes, my phone starts buzzing. I slide it out and look through my mentions.

@Louis_Tomlinson: @KaylaLovesYou Someone doesn't like having her picture taken...

He attached a picture of me? Fine, two can play that game. I pull out my phone and begin snapping a few photos of Louis. I quickly tweet it before he could protest. He groans a few minutes later. I take it that he just saw the picture.

"Worst cover up ever." He states. I stuck my tongue out, which he assumed meant 'take another picture of me.' I placed my hand in front of his phone's camera. "You're no fun."

"Whatever. Where are we going?" I ask, considering we were standing outside of the Mall. When Ally spotted Harry, we kinda led her to him and they hit it off. Well, not romantically. Louis wouldn't allow that. But they just began talking, and we kinda snuck out.

Louis looks around and shrugs. He's so great at giving direction. "Movie? McDonald's?" He suggests. "Does it matter as long as we're spotted?" Does it matter? Maybe not.

"I guess not, but you need to learn how to be couple-y." I state bluntly. He gives me a confused glance. I roll my eyes, tapping on a few things and showing him pictures of him and Eleanor.

"This" -swipe- "is" -swipe- "not" -swipe- "how" -swipe- "real" -swipe- "couples" -swipe- "act."

He grabs my phone, swiping through each of the pictures. "Well, I see why people assumed our relationship was fake." He hands it back and sighs. "I look pissed in almost all of them."

"You probably were." I reply, poking his shoulder. He mocks me silently. "Give me your hand" He eyes me skeptically, but gives it to me anyways. I slide my hand in his and hold it tightly. "This is how a real couple holds hands."

"I knew we were doing it wrong!" Louis exclaims. I smile and let go of his hand. "Now what?" I think for a moment. Oh! I know.

"Smile." I order. He gives me a fake smile. I shake my head. "No, a real smile. Um...pretend you're on stage, or that you're with Harry!" After I mention Harry, he instantly brightens up. Found his weakness! "Perfect! Now wrap your arm around me." He does as told and places his arm on my shoulder. I put my arms around his waist and smile.

"You know, we might pull this off." He smiles and releases his hold. I do the same, checking my twitter feed. Over 50 notifications. This is going to be a pain. "But seriously, can we go to McDonald's or something. I want food."

I laugh, nodding my head. "Sure. By the way, do I need to be on tour? I mean, I don't have school or anything like Eleanor did." I ask. It's true. I dropped out my first year, and my aunt continued to support me. I did it just to spite my parents, and it worked.

He nods. "That'd be fine. I need someone to help me with Harry, anyways. Today's Monday, right?" He questions. I give him a thumbs up, confirming it. "Oh, then we leave on Thursday. I think we're going to...New York. Yeah, New York."

"Ooh! Ally and I love New York! We went there when I was visiting family in the states." I say, walking towards my car. "I'm sure Ally will be excited."

"Why don't you bring her with you? "

"You sure? I don't wanna make it cramped or anything." I say. He shakes his head. "Alright, I'll tell her. Meet you at McDonald's, alright?" I state, getting into my car and watching him walk to his. Turning the key in the ignition, I turn up the radio and pull out of my parking space.

Now I'm at a pay phone...

The radio finishes the song and soon a voice is talking. They're probably talking about some irrelevant crap.

"And that was Payphone by Maroon 5. In the news this week, does Louis Tomlinson of One Direction have a new girlfriend? He's been posting pictures of a pretty girl today and they were spotted at the mall together! She's trended on twitter at least 3 times. Apparently her name is Kayla and she lives here in the UK!"

My eyes widen at the sound of my name. I'm...I'm on the radio? After a day of fake dating Louis? That's just...that's insane! Unbelievable.

Keeping one hand in the wheel, I fish for my phone in my bag. I grab it, turn my radio down, and quickly dial Louis' number. Please pick up. Come on, Louis.

"Hello? Kayla?" He answers.

"Mhm. Are you listening to the radio?"

"No, I just got in my car. Why?"

"Turn it on." I wait as he fumbles with his keys and turns on his radio.

"-strange for him to get a new bird soon after he broke up with the other one. What was her name? Eleanor? Whatever. Why don't you all call in and tell us what you think of Louis' new gf after, One Thing from One Direction!" The guy starts playing their song, ending the discussion for now.

"That was quick. Good though, right?"

"I don't know. I guess so. I wonder what people are gonna think."

"According to the mentions I'm getting, they don't seem to mind."

"Same on mine. Wait, the song's over." We're both quiet, awaiting the responses.

"Caller number one, you're on! What do you think of Lou and this new gal pal?" I almost gag at his sentence.

"She's pretty. I think she's prettier than Eleanor. I'm definitely a fan of Layla!" They already have a name for us? Weird...

"Caller number two?"

"Eh, I've seen better looking girls." What? That little...damn you. "She seems cool though. Judging by her tweets, obviously." I don't just seem cool, I am cool.

"Last caller?"

"Nice, I guess. I don't think she'll last. Larry forever." I'm not sure whether to feel offended or proud.

"Those were some nice responses." Louis comments when the music starts playing again. "Not too rude. I liked that last one. Larry forever."

I giggle. "That's my motto."

~Ally's POV~

"So basically, Louis' last girlfriend hates me for some reason. I'm not sure why." Harry tells me. I giggle, nudging his shoulder.

"Was that Eleanor? Maybe she's jealous. I can promise you, Kayla won't ever hate you." I reassure, patting his back.

He gives me a puzzled expression. "Jealous? Of what?"

"Your undeniable chemistry with Louis." I answer. It's pretty obvious.

He puckers his lips, looking away. I squeal. "You're totally in love with Louis Tom-" He puts his hand over my mouth, stopping us and looking around to make sure no one was close to us.

"Don't just say that out loud!" He scolds, taking his hand off my mouth. "Yeah, okay, I am. I kinda realised it after the concert the other night."

I sigh, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Harry, it's fine. Only the best of us fall in love with Louis. I fell in love with Zayn, but that's a different story." He rolls his eyes and begins to walk again. Girls are staring, of course, and I'm pretty sure why. "Grab my hand."

He raises an eyebrow, but takes my hand anyways. "Why?"

"Don't question me." I tell him. He groans, but doesn't let go. I've totally got this.

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I HAD THIS FABULOUS IDEA AND IM GONNA USE IT.

Short, yep, I know. But still asdfghjkl. This story seems to be looking up.

Byeeeee