It's Complicated

Chapter 9

Hi there Lovelies! I will upload two Chapters today and will make the covers tomorrow. Sorry I've been busy with some school work. Read and enjoy!

After the x-rays were done, they took Mila back home to rest.

They both were next to each other on the sofa, watching Mila take her nap. Harry told Louis that he would be fine without him, but Louis insisted on staying.

Louis was currently wearing some of Harry's clothes since he was still had on his football kit. Harry of course isn't affected by this in the slightest.

"At least she's sleeping now," Louis says quietly, trying not to wake Mila up.

"Yeah, but look she's breathing a little harder than usual," Harry says while caressing her cheek with his finger. "I think I'm gonna take off for the whole week, so I can watch over her."

"I'll take off too then," Louis says right away, already taking out his phone to probably text his coach.

"You don't have to do that. I can handle this on my own."

"I know you can, but how about when you have to give her medicine Harry? We both know neither of us can do that by ourselves."

And yeah he did have a point. Trying to make Mila take medicine was like trying to make Louis drink one of his green smoothies: a lot of crying, whining and puking.

"How about that game coming up? You can't miss practice."

Louis shakes his head. "I need to be with my daughter. My team can handle a few days without me. Plus I'm captain, I can afford to miss a couple practice days," Louis says confidently.

Harry rolls his eyes. Louis's overconfidence has always gotten him in trouble.

"Well don't go blaming me when you're the one to blow the game for the team then."

"Oh please." Louis snorts. "You know me better than that."

Harry adjusts himself so his body was facing Louis. "You know cocky does not look good on you."

"That's not what you were saying when we were married."

Harry absolutely hates it when he says that.

"When did I ever say I liked your cockiness?" Harry asks incredulously.

"I mean you never complained before." Louis chuckles. "Plus you would give me those bedroom eyes of yours whenever I did my goal celebration."

Louis's goal celebration was definitely something else. After scoring, he would run around the field and slide to his knees in front of the other team's bench. Sometimes he would sneak in a cheeky middle finger in there if the refs weren't paying attention.

"Ah yes, the Tommo Celebration." Harry sighs. "You know there's a difference between confidence and cockiness, right sweetheart?"

Louis grins mischievously. "Okay fine, maybe you didn't admire my cockiness, but you did admire my cock-"

Harry immediately puts his hand over Louis's mouth. "Stop right there."

Louis giggles against his hand, creating warmth to spread throughout his arm.

Harry yelps when he feels Louis's tongue touch his palm.

"You're a child." Harry wipes his palm on his jeans.

Louis laughs at the disgusted look on Harry's face. "Just for you. Anyway since I'm gonna help take care of Mila, you mind if I stay here for the week?"