Model Material- Larry Stylinson

Chapter Two

"How tall do you think he is?"

Louis was sat next to Charlie watching a movie. They had a movie night once every week and Louis loved nothing more than to forget about the world around him. Although this time, a certain male model was making an appearance in his mind instead.

"What if he hates me?"

"He won't hate you Louis" Charlie replied, rolling his eyes at Louis constant questioning.

"What do you think he will be like?"

Louis didn't know why he was asking Charlie these questions, of course Charlie doesn't know the answers, but he was so curious about the famous Harry Styles.

"I don't know, can you stop talking about him now? You've been talking for half the movie."

"Sorry..." Louis sighed and focused his attention on the movie. Or at least tried. 

For the remaining half of the movie Louis tried to concentrate, he really did. But he had so many questions about Harry. Charlie had gone to take a shower so Louis pulled out his phone.

"Harry Styles." He typed into Google.

Harry Edward Styles, 21-year-old, world famous model for the likes of Vogue, Calvin Klein, Burberry and many more. His cheeky and charming personality shows through his perfectly stunning shots, ranging from catwalk shots, advertisements and underwear shots. Originally from Holmes chapel, Cheshire, Styles started his career in modelling as a child. It was obvious from the start that he was to become a very successful model.

See page two for more information.

Louis scrolled through a few of Harry's recent magazine covers and wondered how he managed to look so perfect all the time. Not a single flaw could be seen on him. His eyes were a perfect colour, his hair was shiny, his lips were a plump and pink - and his body, Louis didn't even want to think about how perfect it was. He could only wrongly imagine how Harry's large muscles would feel under his tiny delicate hands, or how his hair would tickle, or how his lips would feel -

"Louis are you ready yet? Its cold!" Charlie shouted from the bedroom and interrupted his thoughts. 

"I'll be right there." He called back, turning off the TV and making his way to the bedroom.

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"Why cant I just Google him? I always find out who I'm working with before I meet them." Harry said to Anna on the phone.

"Thats a lie, and because we had a deal that you weren't allowed to Google him, that's why."

"Is he hot?"

Anna laughed down the phone at harry before answering, "of course he is."

Harry went to reply again but Anna cut him off. "I'll see you in the morning and no googling him! Just trust me."

He heard Anna chuckle before saying good night and Harry was left with his own thoughts, trying to picture what the heck Louis Tomlinson would be like.