Wattpad Larry Stylinson Novels & Stories

“That’s Roman Vale out there, huh? Your mom’s husband. The billionaire stepdaddy.” The barista freezes mid-wipe. A girl at the next table lowers her phone like she’s recording this shit now. I don’t flinch. “Walk away, Larry.” He doesn’t. He steps closer instead, lowers his voice but keeps it loud enough for the room to catch every word. “Nah, this is too good. You’re really out here playing house with your mother’s husband? The guy’s still married to Valentina, last I checked. What’s the matter, Lana? Couldn’t find a man your own age so you had to crawl into the family fortune?”

Larry looked blankly at the boy still smiling brightly in front of Regis. "What is this boy's name?" Larry asked his assistant, Eva Smith, about the boy who dared to call Regis "Uncle Iron Man." He was utterly shocked and embarrassed to have shown something so inappropriate to his distinguished guest. "His name is Rayden Lysander, a first-grader," Eva whispered. "Ahem! Rayden Lysander," Larry called to the boy. Rayden's attention shifted from Regis to the middle-aged man. His eyes blinked in confusion.

Slowly, eating the fries, she didn’t look at anyone, just smiled when Mady tried to converse with her. “Tell me, Larry, do you like the food here?” Nick asked the boy who was trembling in fear. Lily looked at him and gulped, while Larry nodded in reply a second later, another boy, who followed Jacob and Nick as if they were their master kept a dish in front of Larry. “Try this, my friend you will love it.”Nick's hand went around Larry's hair as he caressed it gently. Larry tried to smile, his voice more like a whisper, “I am fine, thank you.”