everything // LarryStylinson

38.

Harry's POV

"Absolutely, with no hesitation," I answer, giving the question no thought.

"Even if you knew you were going to survive the surgery?" Nick eggs on, as if he wants me to say that I wouldn't.

"Yes," I repeat. I see someone back stage waving their arms, and Nick wraps up the interview with an outro.

When we walk off the stage, we are escorted back to our dressing room. Unfortunately for us, Chris is standing right in the middle of our room, arms crossed.

"What in fuck's name compelled you to say that Harry?" Chris snaps, making Liam and Niall jump.

"What? the truth?" I casually respond, keeping my cool.

"You know we don't approve of this relationship, you didn't have to make it so fucking obvious!" Chris yells at me, taking a step closer.

"I never said anything about us being together. Maybe if you got your head out of your ass and cleaned the shit out if your ears, you would've heard that I was supposed to die anyways and I wanted Louis to live!" I rush out. I tried to keep my cool, but I've really just had enough.

"Don't talk to me that way, Harry," Chris starts, face red with anger.

"Why not? You treat us like absolute shit! Which blows my fucking mind to be quite honest, since we pay your fucking bills! We shouldn't even be working right now! Where we should be is therapy! I literally have to use two fucking hands to count the amount of times one of us has almost died in the last two months!" I yell. I feel my heart accelerate in my chest, Niall and Liam quietly watching, fear in their eyes.

"This is a business, Harry. You knew going into this that it wasn't just about singing. You guys are a brand, a product. You aren't your own people, you work for us," Chris taunts. I feel the skin on my knuckles tighten from balling my fists so hard. He knows what he's saying is going to make me snap. Chris has always been able to get inside our heads.

I pull my arm back in preparation to right-hook this bastard, but I'm stopped by Louis grabbing my arms and holding them behind my back. He's a strong little thing.

"Hey, hey. Easy," Louis whispers in my ear, and my breaths become less shallow.

"You guys are on in 10 min-," Chris starts, but is interrupted by Liam throwing up on the floor.

"This day is just getting more and more bizarre," Niall sighs, shaking his head and rubbing Liam's back.

"Chris, it would probably be better if we didn't perform man. I mean look at us, it would be more embarrassing if we went out there in this state than not going out at all," Louis tries to reason with Chris, still holding my arms behind me and rubbing my biceps, resulting in goosebumps.

No one says anything for a moment, until Chris breaks the silence.

"The car is outside, I will go tell them Liam's not feeling well," Chris says to Louis before heading out of the room.

"Everyone alright?" Louis put one hand in between my shoulders, the other motioning around the room.

"Let's go," Louis says, guiding us all toward the car. Lou and I take the very back, Niall and Liam take the middle row.

"You better babe?" Louis asks me in a low voice, putting a hand on my thigh and squeezing.

"Much, thank you boobear," I lean to whisper in his ear, then kiss his temple.

The rest of the ride is quiet. When we get to the beach house, no one says anything while heading inside.

Louis' POV

I feel bad that Harry was so upset a little bit ago, but god damn did he look fucking hot.

"Haz?" I break the silence between all of us, he snaps his head up to look at me.

"Yes, darling?" He addresses me. I feel my cheeks heat up and my stomach flutter.

"I uh, will you come upstairs with me to call Lottie? She wanted to talk to you and stuff," I pull an excuse out of my ass to get him to come with me without an argument.

"Sure," He agrees, pushing his hair back out of his beautiful face and following me upstairs.

"Lock the door," I command, he listens and locks it.

⚠️ SMUT ⚠️

He looks at me with wide, expectant, innocent eyes. I lick my lips, eyes fixated on his exposed chest through his shirt.

"Come here," I demand, motioning him over with two fingers. He takes a few steps toward me, leaving only inches between us.

"You know what you're doing to me?" I ask, locking my eyes with his.

"What?" He breathes, glancing between my lips and my eyes.

Rather than saying anything, I grab his waist and pull him close to me. I crash my lips on to his, causing him to sharply inhale. I move my hands up to his hair, tugging at the roots. He moans into my mouth, and I feel the blood rush to my cock.

"You like that baby, don't you?" I whisper against his neck, still tugging at his hair.

"Mm, You know I do Lou," he sighs. I lead him onto the bed, hovering on top of him.

(A/N)

Hi guys!

I want to thank you so much for reading.

I am approaching finals season, December 19 is my last exam :( so dragged out I know.

That being said, I won't be able to update as frequently.

I will do what I can when I can. Ty for understanding and reading! Comment and vote if you are enjoying 🥺✌🏼 (A/N)