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It was the last day of the week meaning that it was also the last night Louis was going to stay with them.
Since it was going to be the last night they decided that it would be a good time to have a night-in with the whole family. Despite some protests, Harry convinced them that they should put on face masks and then watch a movie afterwards.
It was a weird time for all of them. Harry didn't want Louis to leave, but he knew it was best for both of them if he did. The kids obviously were very disappointed he was leaving. They didn't say it, but Harry could see it in their expressions that they weren't happy.
"I cannot believe I'm doing this," Beckham grumbles, as Harry puts a glob of the clay mask on his face. "Face masks are for girls."
"Hey now that isn't true," Louis responds, while already having his own face mask applied. "There is nothing on the label that says that this is exclusively for women."
"Your dad is right." Harry nods in agreement. "Anyway there is nothing wrong for men to have good skin."
Harry finishes up putting the mask on his son's face and smiles fondly when he sees the outcome. "Aw look how cute you are."
Beckham immediately goes to the mirror and his eyes widen. "I look ridiculous."
Olivia comes up behind him and snickers. "I don't know, I think you look much better like this."
"Shut up. You don't look any better either." Beckham glares at his sister.
Harry comes in between them to stop their little sibling squabble. "Stop it you two."
"Yeah stop your arguing," Louis backs him up. "All that frowning is going to crack the mask."
"Who cares about the dumb mask? I still don't know why we're doing this." Beckham rolls his eyes.
Harry decides not to scold his son for his attitude. He understood why he was being like this and he didn't blame him.
"Because it's been a while since we had a family night and it's your dad's last night here," Harry tries explaining to his son.
"Yeah and whose fault is that," Beckham mutters under his breath, but everyone in the room clearly heard him.
"Beckham!" Louis scolds.
After Harry recovers from the shock of his son's snide remark, he tries to calm Louis down. "Louis it's alright, he-"
"No it's not alright. Beckham apologize to your papa right now," Louis insists.
"For what? For wanting to live with both my dads again?" Beckham asks vehemently. "I just don't understand why you two can't just make up already."
"Beck it's more complicated than that."
"Oh stop saying that!" Beckham yells out, frustrated. "We haven't seen you two this happy in so long! Can't you guys see that you're better together!?"
Harry watches Louis pinch the bridge of his nose trying to relieve some tension. This has gotten out of hand and Harry had no idea what to do. Beckham was usually so reserved when it came to the divorce so this was new territory for all of them.
"You said we," Louis comments and directs his gaze to their oldest daughter. "Olivia do you feel the same way as Beck?"
Olivia looks nervously between her parents before slowly nodding her head yes. "I mean he's not wrong. You and papa have been getting on so well since you've been here. Also at the game, you were so excited that papa was there."
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It's Complicated
FanfictionLouis takes a swig of his beer. "You wanna know why we aren't okay?" "Please do tell me Louis," Harry insists. "You"-Louis sticks his finger against Harry's chest-"are making a big deal about nothing! We both miss shit, not just me okay? So don't go...
