Blue-Eyed Baby

Chapter Seventeen - Lottie's Weekend (Part 2)

----- HARRY'S POV -----

I woke up with a huge grin on my face when I remembered last night's events. Louis was still curled into my side, soft snores escaping his thin pink lips. I smiled down at him softly stroking his hair out of his eyes. Lottie was still fast asleep in Liam's bed facing the wall, she was in for a shock when she saw me still in the room, more so when she sees her brother pressed against my side. With that I noticed her stirring awake.

She rolled over and blinked her eyes open before speaking, "Harry?"

"Morning Lottie," I smiled.

"Where's Lou?"

"Uhm, about that."

"What where is he?" She said, panic lacing her voice.

"Hey, Lottie calm down for me, he's right here," I said, pointing to him.

"Oh," she furrowed her eyebrows, "What happened last night?"

"Absolutely nothing, he just wanted me to stay so I did," I started, looking down at a sleepy Louis. "I might have also asked him to go on a date with me." She squealed. "Lottie, shh, he's sleeping."

"Not anymore," Louis mumbled causing Lottie to laugh.

"Hey."

"Hi," he smiled.

"You good?"

"More than," he said before looking up at me. "You're comfy."

"Why thank you." I laughed.

"Louis," Lottie whined.

"Yes?" He replied.

"What are we doing today?"

"I don't actually know," he looked up at me, still resting on my chest, "Haz, what are we doing today?"

"Fun fair?" I replied.

"YES!" Lottie shouted, causing Louis and me to just laugh at her.

"Go get dressed then, and don't tell Fizzy," Louis said. "Ugh," Louis huffed out when Lottie was locked in the bathroom. 

"What's wrong?"

"She's gonna blab, Fiz, Pheebs and Dais are going to be so mardy."

"That's okay, the fair's around for three weeks, so you've got two weeks to bring them?"

"Good, dealing with a stroppy ten-year-old and upset six-year-olds is not fun, at all."

"Come on, we should probably get up. Lottie'll be coming out soon."

"Ugh, sisters."

"Louis, I heard that," Lottie whispered, stepping out of the bathroom, in a pair of blue jeans and a lilac hoodie, that I was pretty sure was Louis'.

"Lottie Tomlinson, are you wearing my hoodie again?" Louis spoke up.

"Yes," she replied sheepishly, "They're comfy."

"It's okay sweet, I know. Let me and Harry get dressed and we'll go to the fair."

"Can I play on your phone?"

"Of course, here."

Lottie got back on Liam's bed rolling to face the wall again playing on Louis' phone.

Louis stood up and walked into the bathroom to brush his teeth, sort his hair, and get dressed.

I sent a message asking Liam if I could borrow some of his clothes, I didn't think I would fit in Louis'.