Larry Stylinson Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Being a rival to any family member is never in his plans despite how special his feelings are towards the girl. "I know him?" confused and anxious, he whispers. This time, he is dreading the answers to his queries. "Yes, of course. You know everyone" with a sly smile, Larry briefly replies. "Who?" gulping nervously, he asks with closed eyes. Larry watches the fear cross his handsome face. He can't help but pity, and at the same time be amused with him. "YOU" Larry amusingly mutters. ****😉****

" My door became a notice board, covered with different hate speech no thanks to his swarm of robots. I was even thinking of moving into one of the guest rooms when Ryan ran out naked from the bathroom with a red eye. His water supply was hacked leaving only the heater working. We both don't need anyone to tell us who is responsible for this, but I must say he did a great job. When I got to the door I stopped remembering her warning glare. I can't afford to irritate her more than I've already done. I was pacing around suckling on my bottom lip when I saw Larry exit the door with a smug expression. " What happened?Where is she?." I asked looking behind him, but he was alone, " tsk tsk tsk, ju

When Anna and Brandon were still talking to each other, Larry and Sera were still passionately kissing, surrounded by fiery glances at Larry. "Didn't expect Director Larry to be so good!" Sarina laughed. Beside her was Lily, the girl who had led Anna to Sera in the luxury hotel. Sarina put her arm around Lily's neck, Sarina's hand was as pervert as Larry's. Sometimes Sarina even licked Lily's lips, her eyes full of passion. It seems like Sarina hasn't been this comfortable for a long time. Lily not only ignored Sarina but also responded to Sarina enthusiastically.

After to their brief conversation, Steven is going back to his room; to be that as it may sleeping on the bed. This time, Larry visits his cousin. Here, Steven and Larry are still talking about Leah. In the fore Larry, Steven lets the cat out of the bag to him; honestly, he really loves Leah. However, he has taught himself to hate this kind of woman. To that, Larry tells him; he can find a lot of women who are still waiting on him.

Larry read it, blinked, read it again, and then again, and frowned, trying to figure out if Leah had asked the question or if his old Army buddy was goofing around. After several rounds of typing then backspacing, he finally typed the only thing he could think of that wouldn’t land him in trouble and hit ‘send’. Then she responded with an apology and a smiley face, and he grinned. “She’s got a goofy sense of humor like me. Nice,” Larry observed. “So here we go,” he said, and he began to type.

"But I wanted to humiliate her publicly the same way she humiliated me publicly. I want to turn the whole world against her the same way she turned the whole world against me. I want to crush her career the exact way she crushed mine." "I know." She grins. "But isn't it a little more fun when you have the power to crush her and you keep threatening her with it for years?" A knock on the door puts a pause to the conversation. Lana opens the door wide for Larry. This is the first time I've met him in person. He's a cute tall guy with glasses. And Lana was right. He does smell like flowers. He walks in with another woman behind him, dragging her suitcase. She's a short woman with long wild hair

And deep down, under the sarcasm and stress and exhaustion… a tiny part of me wasn’t laughing anymore. ——————- Larry’s POV Meanwhile, in the back office… Larry sat hunched over his desk, swirling whiskey in a chipped mug. His temple throbbed where the can had hit. “That little brat,” he muttered. His office smelled like cheap cologne, expired air freshener, and defeat. He winced and groaned as he gently pressed the peas to his head. “Damn, that girl broke my face.” “She’s hiding something,” he whispered, narrowing his eyes. “No way that kind of strength’s natural.”

I've only gotten along with Troy and the one amazing friend who will remain nameless but known for stabbing my back. "Damn, you have no idea how that Sierra girl is so bangable! She's so sexy last night." My ears throbbed when I heard Larry; he's a baseball player, and he stated it as his group of friends passed me. My brows furrowed in response to the repulsive words he spoke. "Yeah, someday I will get my hands off her clothes." His friend replied, and all of them laughed in agreement with his remarks.

And, the nicest part that seemed unreal, still felt so much like a dream, was that no matter what we did in bed, outside the four corners of any room we used whether his or mine, we still remained enemies. It was as if a heavy weight had been lifted off my shoulders, allowing me to breathe more easily and for once I didn't even care about someone finding out. I didn't care about getting caught, in fact if anything I wanted to scream in Lola's face and tell her 'Bitch, your man moans my name!' I let out a low giggle as I imagined the scenario in my head and it was hilarious. Her blonde hair would just rise up and stand at the edge and her skin would turn red because anger would curse through

Larry quickly takes my hand and leads me to one of the classrooms. “Larry , stop, what if someone walks in?” I Breathed with my words coming out as breathless whisper. “I don’t care, let them see, I want them to see Me with you” he took my lips in his as he Lifted up my blue prom dress working his hands slowly up my thigh, sending sparks all Over my body “Your father won’t be pleased” I hissed as he nibbled on my neck, while he cupped my fold with his hand