I apologize for any mistakes

~enjoy <3

"Harry sounds like he treats you good babe." Zayn pats Louis' back with a smile. "I'm happy for you."

"Thank you Zaynie! We're supposed to meet up for lunch right about now," Louis grabs his phone, looking at the time and texts his boyfriend as he heads for the elevators.

To: Boyfriend💍💗
On my way to your office right now xx

Louis watches as the message sends with a big smile. He was so blessed to have a boyfriend like Harry. He was made by the Gods himself; with a sharp jawline like that, pink plump lips, deep dimples, beautiful green eyes, and his big, thick, meaty c-

"Good afternoon Louis!" Louis snaps out of his thoughts and steps out of the elevator.

"Oh Perrie, hi beautiful. Good afternoon." He greeted her, walking away from the blonde girl as he travels towards Harry's office, excited to see his boyfriend.

When he's at the door he knocks quietly, waiting for permission to step in. Once he got permission he opened the door, blushing.

"Babe I was thinking we'd go to.." Louis' voice died down, seeing Harry and another man looking like they're having an important conversation.

"Oh hi baby." Harry smiles, holding his arms out for Louis. The smaller man runs by his side, stealing a kiss from Harry's lips. "I was just meeting our new employee here." He sets Louis on his lap, kissing his ear.

"Yeah I'm a new employee for sure." The blonde guy rolled his eyes and crosses his arms over his chest, attitude raiding off of him.

"Excuse me?" Louis raised an eyebrow.

"Baby, nothing just ignore him. Are you ready to go?" Harry rubs circles in Louis' hips.

"Yes I am. Can we eat something light? Not too heavy? This morning I became ill again." Louis informs, remembering the events that happened after Harry left the house.

"No not again!" Louis winces, running upstairs after his boyfriend left, and ran straight to the toilet to puke out his stomach.

"Fuck.." He hunches over the toilet again, body starting to heat up as his stomach does flips and turns.

"You did baby? Are you okay? Why didn't you call me?" He asks a series of questions, getting Louis off his lap.

"I just needed you to get the kids ready. I can't have them late to school." Louis explains to him, feeling weird that the new employee is standing a few feet away from them, listening.

"Y-You have kids Harry?" The man speaks up.

"Um, n-"

"Hold on." Louis furrows his eyebrows at Harry. "What's going on here?"

"Nothing." Harry and the man reply, awkwardness filling the room.

"Who the fuck are you?" Louis crosses his arms over his chest, already fed up. "What are you not telling me?" He turns towards Harry.

"Uh, nothing. I tell you everything-"

"Got yourself another crazy one, Styles?" The unknown blonde man spoke with a smirk.

Harry becomes nervous, seeing Louis' eyes narrow and his breathing become rapid. Harry sensed that this wasn't going to end well.

"Yeah, I am pretty crazy so don't test me," Louis sassed. "Who are you?"

"Harry's ex boyfriend, pretty sure he's mentioned me before." He smiles. "My names Jordan, you must be the slut-"

"Alright enough, both of you." Harry stood up, sighing. "Jordan get out of here, Louis go downstairs and meet me by my car." He demanded.

Louis stares at Harry for a second, shaking his head and exits his office. "Bullshit," he grumbled.

*

"Who the fuck was that?"

"My ex boyfriend that cheated on me, Louis." Harry answers again for the third time.

"Better not cheat on me with him." Louis grumbled, taking a sip of his kale soup. The pair are out on their lunch break, they went to a Italian restaurant for some soups.

Harry suggested it, he didn't want for his boyfriend to get sick again.

"Really Lou?" Harry asks, annoyance lacing in his tone.

"Yes." He answers.

"Why would you think to say some shit like that? Do you not trust me?" Harry questions, slamming his spoon down against the bowl.

Louis rolls his eyes, looking up from his soup to glare at Harry. "It's not you that I don't trust, it's him. What if you do leave me for him? He was practically your first love, love can make you do crazy shit." Louis explains.

"Okay, let me set this straight, I never loved him like that. It wasn't love. I thought I loved him, but I didn't. It was only meaningless words that came out of my mouth when he and I were dating." Harry exclaims angrily, frowning.

"Either way, he meant something to you. Seems like he still has a thing for you the way he asked if you had kids, c'mon, really?" The older man huffs.

"Past tense Louis, meant, he doesn't mean shit to me anymore. He's dead to me, believe it or not it's your choice." Harry shrugs.

"How did he know where you worked at? How was he so sure?" Louis interrogates.

"That, I can't answer Lou." Harry shrugs. "Maybe, he just searched it up."

Louis pauses, and sighs without a word.

He goes back to eating his food, unbothered, and Harry does the same.

After lunch the two still stayed silent until they reached the office. Harry had no choice but to be around his ex during the day and that made Louis' blood boil more than anything.

After work Louis stormed out the office to pick up Joesph from daycare and Darcy after her practice.

"Darcy, can I talk to you?" Darcy looks up from her book, pulling off her glasses with a small smile.

Louis falls in love with his daughter's appearance. Her hair was wavy and wet, eyes bright, and her light blue dress hugged her figure perfectly.

"Of course pop!" She chirps. "What's up dad? Are you okay?" Louis takes a seat on her bed, nodding.

"Yes I'm okay." He bites his lip, taking in a deep breath. Once he got home from picking up Joesph from daycare; he gave his youngest his daily reading, math, and writing workbook.

While he was doing his work, Louis excused himself and threw up for ten minutes straight, worried about his health.

"W-What did you need to talk to me about?" Darcy asks hesitantly, reaching out to grab Louis' hand in hers.

"How do you feel about Harry?" Louis finally asked, looking in her eyes. She immediately smiles at the mention of Harry's name, her eyes glistening in happiness.

"He's absolutely fantastic! He's perfect for you. I adore him." She replied. "Why? What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Your birthday is coming up in a month, and school will be out in a few months. Since you're getting older, I wanted you to start learning how to drive." Louis spoke, squeezing her hand gently.

If Louis were honest, he wishes he could go back in time and fix his mistakes with his first child, but he can't.

He felt as if he needed to loosen up, he wanted to be a better parent and he would be broken if another child left him, like Noah did.

"Really?!" She jumps around in her spot on the bed, eyes wide.

"Yes." Louis answered. "Also, I was wondering if you'd like to have a sweet sixteen?" He suggested to her.

Now that Louis was getting paid much more money, he wanted to spoil is kids as much as he can.

Darcy's shoulder slump. "I think driving is best! Anyways, thank you so much dad! You're the best!" She squeals, hugging Louis.

He smiles at the embrace, and rubs her back. "Always lovely." He whispers.

They pull away from the strong embrace, smiles plastered on their faces. Then, Louis' stomach makes a rumbling sound and his cheeks suddenly become sour. He stood up, and ran out of his daughter's room into his own and rushes to the toilet in the bathroom.

"Dad!" He heard Darcy call out. He hunches over the toilet, hurling his guts out. "Oh my god, dad. Are you alright?" Darcy questions, kneeling next to him and rubbing his back.

Louis flushes the toilet, sobbing. "Fuck." He mutters through the tears.

Louis felt terrible and he knew it wasn't just a "regular" kind of sickness, this was something different but he was too scared to go to the doctor and confirm what he has.

"Papa, are you okay? What do you need me to do?" Darcy asks frantically.

After Louis flushes down the vomit, he goes for round two, this time it being worse. "D-Darcy.." He whispered, leaning back.

"Dad!" Darcy screamed when her dad fell back and hit his head against the bathtub. She starts taking deep breaths to calm herself down as she grabs toilet paper to clean up the smallest bit of blood on his head.

"Fuck!" She leaves an unconscious Louis on the floor and grabs her phone.

A/N
next chapter is sad asf :((

get ready..

also, number sixteen in bottom Louis, loves it. the other night it was number six :))

im really starting to think that someone is hacking my account bc she predicted the random person correctly in the last chapter, you know exactly who you are c:

~LouisSmolBean
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