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Enjoy Chapter 22!
When Harry goes home the sun was set low in the sky and the roads were full of people trying to get home.
It was one of those car rides where you barely remember the ride home because your mind is too preoccupied with other things.
As soon as Harry parks his car, he gets out, already planning out his long warm shower in his head.
"Kids, I'm home," Harry announces as he comes in. "What do you lot want for dinner?!"
Harry waits for an answer but after a few minutes it was still silent.
"Kids!? Hello!" Harry tries but again there was no answer.
He was starting to get a little worried until he hears Mila's muffled laugh outside.
Harry looks out the window and finds not only the kids but also Louis sitting down at the picnic table.
"Um what's going on here?" Harry asks as he walks out.
"Surprise!" Olivia shouts and runs toward him.
Harry braces for the impact and catches her on instinct.
"Woah there." Harry settles her down and then feels a tiny tug on his trousers.
He looks down and sees Mila there holding a single rose in her hand that was slightly wilting because of how hard she was holding it.
"Rose for papa," Mila babbles, holding the flower up to him.
Harry leans down to her level and takes the rose from her grip. "Oh wow this is gorgeous darling. Thank you."
"And we made you this as well papa." Beckham comes over with a homemade card in his hands.
Harry takes the card that said, "We're Proud of You!" on the front and opens it:
Dear Papa,
We're so proud of you and everything you accomplished! We can't wait to see you be the host on your new segment! We love you so much!
Love, Liv, Beck, Mila and Louis.
Harry freezes and his stomach drops.
"H-How did you guys find out?"
"Dad told us," Olivia answers.
Harry's eyes snap over to Louis who was now holding a bouquet of roses in his arms.
"How did you know?" Harry asks.
"Um Nick actually called me a few hours ago."
Harry was so going to kill Nick the next time he sees him.
"Wait when did you and Nick start talking to each other?" Harry asks.
Louis looks sheepishly at him. "Um, after you told me about everything, I went to Nick to apologize. We aren't like friends or anything, but I guess we tolerate eachother now."
"Oh that was nice of you," Harry said, a little shocked at this new piece of information.
"Yeah." Louis nods his head. "So anyway, me and the kids thought it would be a good idea to surprise you and make dinner tonight."
Louis gestures over to the pizza on the table. You could tell it was homemade because of the not-so perfect circle, but Harry could tell they spent a lot of time on it.
It had all his favorite toppings: chicken, green peppers and mushrooms. There was even bread sticks and macaroni as their sides.
"Wait a minute you guys made this?" Harry asks, with a hint of surprise in his voice.
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It's Complicated
FanficLouis 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...
