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Clarity

46.

The rest of the day rushed by in a blur. Me and Harry went to get Chinese food then took it back to the hotel so we could eat before hitting the sack, both of us us exhausted.
The next morning he dragged me out of bed at about ten, whining about how we needed to go get his other costume, then I needed to go find something to do while he was setting up my surprise. Lots of effort for a song, which made me wonder if it was something more.
Now Harry was nursing a coffe while screaming at drivers, occasionaly glancing at me as I ate my egg sandwhich in peaceful silence. Today was day four of our trip, and to be frankly honest I was enjoying every second of it. Minus the few bad one's including Carson, and Harry's dad.
"C'mon you bloody arse! Clear the road!" Harry shouted, blaring his horn, which sent off a frenzy of horns in response, the way dogs bark in a neighborhood; only more annoying. "Come down there angry bird." I mumbled through mouthfuls of food, and he huffed.
"The people drive so damn slow here." He whined, looking at me with a pouty face as we slipped out of the traffic, and onto one of the connecting roads. "Or maybe you drive to fast?" I teased, bunching up the wrapper and tossing it on the floor as I licked my lips and sat back.
"Don't get smart." He warned, lightly tapping my knee. "I wasn't being smart." I huffed, shoving his hand away as I sighed, the taste of egg lingering in my mouth. "So where are we going anyways? Back to another Spirit store?" I asked.
This morning Harry had dragged me out of bed by my feet, then pinned me down on the ground and tickled me before I had recluently agreed to wake up, but we never crossed the topic of where we were going exactly.
"To the porno store to get my Magic Mike costume." He says, taking a sharp left then pulling onto another connecting road.
For a moment I remained quiet, unsure of what to say with out sounding dumb. I knew what porn was, but I wasn't aware they made a store revolving around it.
"What's a porno store?" I asked, glancing over at him and he furrowed his brows. "Ummm. It's not exactly a porn store, more of a sex one." He said, and I nodded.
"Oh. Well I wouldn't know because I've never been to one." I said with a shrug. With other people I would've been creeped out in knowing they went to 'porno' stores, but with Harry it was nothing more then interesting. I guest love changed the senses around.
"I'm not surprised." He chuckled. "I go there to get my toys, and anything else needed for the playroom." He informs, me nodding once more. "Oh."
A curious thought then crossed my mind as I wondered what might've sparked this interest in such a strange hobby.
"How did you get into the kinky stuff?" I asked, biting my lip softly as he smirked. "I read Fifty Shades Of Grey, got hooked, could relate to Christian Grey, so I bought the first house I could find that was big enough to build a playroom in." He said, the smirk only growing wider.
"You know I'm thinking about having Magic Mike whip you when we get back." He purred, pulling his long fingers off the wheel to stroke his chin. "W-Whip me?" I choked out, his suggestion surprising me, even though it wasn't the most random of one's.
"Mmmhmm." He hummed, smirking wider as he pulled into the parking lot of a giant black store. "Blind folded." He then added, his voice becoming so thick it was nearly a growl.
The way Harry spoke about kinky stuff, or sexual stuff in general sent chills down my spine because I could almost feel his hands slipping over my sweaty skin, while he did whatever he pleased, my being at his mercy.
"What does it feel like? Doesn't it hurt?" I asked, biting my trembling bottom lip. "Not really, it just feels weird." He shrugs, turning off the car once he had parked in one of the front parking spaces. "On which end?" I asked playfully, even though I knew which one he was talking about.
"What do you think Louis?" He sighed, rolling his eyes slightly as he kicked opened his car door and slipped out. Chuckling to myself I unbuckled then reached over to open my door but Harry beat me to it with a grin.
"My dear Cindelou." He said, holding out a hand for me, and I laughed. "Yes Prince Charming?" I asked, grabbing his hand and hoisting myself out of the car. "I love you very much." He said, kissing my head as he wrapped an arm tightly around my waist and we walked inside.
"I love you to.'' I sigh, looking up at him and earning a peck on the lips as we were blasted with cool air, and a rubbery smell. The store look just like your everyday one, only the shelves were stacked with stuff like vibrators, and those metallic balls Harry used the day he spanked me.
"Mmm. It smells just like it did last time I was here." He sighed, inhaling then exhaling deeply. "I try to keep it that way!" A deep voice then called out, and a grin broke out on Harry's face as a man came into veiw.
He was a tall guy, a bit chubby, but really stalky. Well build. His head was bald with some strands of dark hair, but his face resembled one of an older Gibby from iCarly.
"Paul!" Harry called back, practically sticking over to the man and hugging him. "Well I'm glad to see you remembered me." He chuckled, hugging Harry back then they both parted. As they hugged I stood there a bit awkwardly, my hands in my pockets as I shifted foot to foot.
"How could I not?" Harry said, gripping his shoulder affectionately and Paul tapped his cheek. "How's the playroom holding up?" He asked, giving me the assumption he had something to do with creating it.
"Quite well actually." Harry nods, then both of their gazes shift to me as I stare up at the camera to see myself in the tv screen above us. "Is that Louis?" Paul then asked softly, and my gaze shifted over to them as I nodded slightly, and he grinned.
"Your right Harry, he's a handsome one, looks exactly how you described him." Paul nodded in approval, and I wrapped my arms around myself as I smiled a bit shyly. Even though Paul was nice he looked a bit intimidating.
"He is a beaut ain't he?" Harry chuckled, walking over to me and wrapping an arm around my waist so he could pull me to his side. "And a cutey." Paul nodded, slipping back behind the counter as I bit my lip.
"I'm not cute, just, not cute." I protest, finding it hard to believe that a nineteen year old guy could be cute the way they were saying it. "Quiet you." Harry laughed, kissing my temple before turning back to Paul as he cleared his throat.
"So what can I help you boys with today?" He asked, leaning on his elbows as Harry gestured to the store. "I need a costume." He said, me nodding. "Yeah! A Magic Mickey one!" I chimed in, just a bit to confidently.
"W-What?" Harry choked out, looking at me with an amused look as he fought back laughter. For a moment I pondered, wondering what I said wrong. "Oh no, was that wrong?" I ask, and both nod as Harry lets out a laugh but immediately swallows it.
"It's Magic Mike Loubear." He corrected, and Paul nodded as he slipped back out from behind the counter. "One sec, I believe we have one in the back, call it a special favor." He said, winking at Harry before disappearing.
"Magic Mickey hmm?" Harry asked the moment his stalky friend was out of sight. "Shut up." I warned, holding up an index finger, one he grabbed and bit the tip of gently. "Why? It was funny!" He teased, giving me back my throbbing finger as I stuck out my tongue.
"Because it was embarassing how confident my tone was." I grumbled, my cheeks tinting softly from embarassment still as I gave him a shove. "Anyways I'd prefer you to dress as a monkey before you dress as Mickey Mouse." I stated, earning a light smack over the head.
"I hate it how you compare me to a monkey." He huffed. "Yeah well; you look like one." I stated. In all honesty Harry didn't really look like one, but it was funny the way he reacted to me saying so I kinda just rolled with it for my own amusement.
"How?" "Well for starters your face." I said, then was grabbed my the waist and pulled up against him. "Oh?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at me as I squirmed. "Oh." I mimicked, and he rolled his eyes as he placed a light peck on my lips.
"If only I had a portable playroom." He whispered, blowing hot air on my face before pulling away as Paul walked out with a costume in hand."Here we are! This one has leather pants I believe." He informed, and Harry nodded as he held up a finger.
"That's perfect, be right back." He said, slipping off into one of the isle's as I wondered over to the shelves near the door and read the lable on how to use candle wax. "He talks about you alot you know." Paul said, watching me as he slipped back behind the counter.
"So I've heard." I chuckled, looking over at him as I moved away from the shelf. "I hope you aren't like the others." He said, looking away as he began to bag the costume. "That is also another phrase I've heard." I sighed.
I was now wondering if I should start keeping a journal on everything I learned about Harry for a keepsake so if we ever crossed relationship problems I'd know how to properly handle them.
Paul chuckled, ringing up the costume. "Good. Reminders are a gift for future reference." He says as I then heard a loud crack over my head and I jumped clean out of my skin. "Harry!" I shouted, my heart pounding hard as I turned around to see him holding a whip.
"What?" He asked innocently, then placed the whip on the counter. "I'll take this to." He said, smirking slyly at me as I gave him a dirty look. "That was mean Harry, you scared me." I breathed, clutching my chest as him and Paul laughed.
"Sorry sweetheart." He said, licking his lips as Paul bagged the whip then handed the paper carrier to Harry. "Go easy on him Styles, you tell by just one look, he's different then the others." Paul warned, and Harry nodded as I frowned slightly.
What was that suppose to mean?
"I'll see you around Paul!" Harry said, shaking hands with him before wrapping an arm around my shoulders.
"C'mon my dear Louis, I do believe I have to dump you in the arcade of the hotel so I can set up your surprise." He said, kissing my temple and leading me outside as we both waved to Paul. "Why can't I just go visit Gemma or your mum?" I asked, and he gave me a firm shake of his head.
"No. I don't want you anyways near my house alone, God forbid my dad showed up and you were alone with Gemma." He said, taking a shaky breath as he shook his head.
"And visitor hours will be over soon, so it wouldn't really be worth it." He said, shrugging as he tossed everything in the back and opened my door for me. "But-" I started, andhe cut me off by pecking my lips.
"Just go with." He sighs, and I nodded recluently as I slipped into my seat and placed my feet on the dashboard as I sat back and buckled up. "Don't worry, it will only take about half an hour to set up." He promised, getting in on his side, then starting the car.
"Will you give me money?" I asked, and he nodded. "Yes, I will give you whatever you please." He promised, pulling out of the parking space and peeling out as I noticed the man in the car next to us giving us both a dirty stare. Shifting slightly in my seat I sighed.
Now what could this surprise possibly be?

Notes

Comments

@mandyyloveslouisandharry



@Larreh Stylersun
nvm. i think she's done writting it

XavierDye XavierDye
11/21/14

@XavierDye
I can't find it:(( could you help me please ive been waiting for an update sooo long

@XavierDye
Can you tell me her 2nd profile name in Wattpad please??

Larreh Stylersun Larreh Stylersun
10/27/14

If you want to read another chapter go on wattpad and look it up, she updated. It's just her second account

XavierDye XavierDye
10/25/14

UPDATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Larrys_berry Larrys_berry
8/13/14