Blue-Eyed Baby

Chapter Thirty - Birthday!

----- THIRD PERSON POV -----

Just like Louis had told Harry last night, the door to his bedroom flew open at six a.m. exactly and one little, blonde, smiling girl came running in followed shortly behind by her sister rolling into the room in a blue wheelchair, bright yellow cast glowing. Louis slowly blinked his eyes open at the noise when he felt Harry stir he whispered, "Hi, girls."

"Louis' birthday!" they shouted.

"Girls, shh. Come jump in bed and go back to sleep it's too early okay?"

Both girls let out a huff before Daisy walk across the room and climbed into Louis' bed, "Ugh, fine."

Phoebe rolled herself slowly stopping at the edge of the bed so that Louis could help her into the bed, careful of her still broken leg.

Louis' room wasn't the biggest in the house, but it was big enough for him to fit a queen-sized bed. He was the only boy, his mother's only child for seven years. He was 14 when they moved to a new house and he'd already spent nearly a whole year looking after two little girls which led to his mum feeling ad and allowing him to decide what he wanted with to do with his room from the colour carpet to the walls to the furniture and size of his bed.

Johannah and Mark were on decent pay, able to decorate a five-bedroom, three-bathroom house with enough left to support a family of five soon to be seven while Johannah stopped working to look after to the twins for a year. After that year it was down to Louis, his grandparents looked after the twins while he was at school but after that it was up to him until Mark got home.

When Louis picked out his room, he went for cream walls, a grey carpet, mahogany furniture, and a queen-sized bed with deep blue sheets. He never really liked the bed when it was just him, but ever since the twins and Felicite started joining him on his birthday, their birthdays and Christmas morning he was glad he chose the biggest he could get. His choice of bed was appreciated even more now that he had a 6ft curly haired boy sleeping pressed to his side.

Just as the girls climbed into the bed Felicite walked through the door, "Happy birthday Lou."

"Thank you Fiz, but it's only six a.m. come get in bed."

The brown-haired girl walked across the room joining the twins, Harry, and Louis on the bed.

All four fell asleep shortly after.

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

I woke up with a start hearing, what is presumably, Lottie shouting Happy birthday and telling everyone to wake up. I'd barely even opened my eyes when I felt three extra lumps on the bed around me, I guess Louis was right when he said the girls would wake us up, well more like him up I thought to myself before yawing and nudging Louis awake. "Louis, Louis, Lou, oi, wake up."

He groaned before slowly opening his eyes, "Hmph, what?"

I think he heard Lottie soon after if the giggle into my shoulder was anything to go by.

The door was suddenly swung open, and Lottie came bounding into the room pulling Louis into a hug, "Morning, Happy birthday, Lou!"

"Thank you, sweet," Louis replied hugging her back just as tight. He let go of Lottie gentle nudging, Felicite, Phoebe and Daisy awake, "Girls, you can wake up now."

The girls woke up, each wishing Louis a 'Happy birthday' before he told them he would meet them downstairs once him and I were ready. All four girls left the room and stumbled down the stairs.

Louis and I both dragged ourselves out of the bed. I pulled on a pair of black, skinny jeans and a plain white t-shirt while he pulled on a similar pair of jeans and a grey knitted sweater. We both went to the bathroom brushing our teeth. I ran my hands through my hair trying to detangle it in the slightest.