Sober Thoughts~LARRY~

Chapter 1

Louis had the life he always dreamed of. A wife, 2 kids, a successful job, a big house, and a small music gig on the side. At 33, he couldn't really complain.

It didn't start out so nice though. After getting his girlfriend pregnant when he was only 17, they married the next year right out of high school. Eleanor was a nice girl, and he loved her dearly. But back then he had plans, and she wasn't in them. But when the baby came, he had responsibilities. Louis just learned to love the things he had.

He started working, moving up the ranks in the company as quickly as possible, trying to pay for his family without the financial support of his parents. They Eventually came around and helped rent the struggling couple a nice flat instead of camping in Eleanor's parents basement.

All was looking up. They had a beautiful baby boy- Niall. He had his dad's eyes and mothers light drown hair. He was the most joyous and smiling baby anyone had ever seen.
7 years later they had another baby boy and named him Austin, in honor of his real father. But they eventually moved into a two story home in Holmes Chapel, right down the street from the school. 3 times a week, Louis would drive the 3 hour drive to London to meet with the president of Modest Modeling. He had a small studio back home, where he ran shoots and had his own crew.

Because yes, Louis worked in the modeling business. BEHIND the camera. He was fascinated with photography and what his studio did was more of the natural shots. Since there weren't a lot of completely natural settings in London, they sent him out to Holmes Chapel about 5 years ago. It was fun, taking photos of beautiful people in beautiful environments for a living.

And moving to Holmes Chapel proved to be the absolute best place to have ended up, because his now 16 year old sons' best friend, the nearly 18 year old Harry Styles, lived there. They had met in a summer camp outside of London when Niall was just 8 years old, and he came back just gushing to his father all about this curly haired friend he made. He had gotten Anne's number from facebook and kept the boys in contact for nearly 3 years, even sending his boy out to Holmes Chapel to visit the seemingly perfect family. So when Louis told his 11 years old ball of energy that they would be moving to the exact town of his best friend, there was no disappointment in his eyes about leaving the few friends he had in London.

And now Harry and Niall were sitting upstairs in Ni's room doing God knows what but Eleanor was out at girls night that she has 3 or 4 times a week, being unemployed and all.
It was Friday night and Niall had asked if they could go to a party, which Louis obviously said no to. And that went for Harry as well since his parents were out of town for the last week of school this next week and they didn't trust the Boy to be alone in their basically mansion sized home. So neither of them were allowed to go to the party and he made that clear. He didn't need two drunken teenagers coming home at 3am because he would already have a drunk wife coming home at 3am. She never really settled down. He couldn't really blame her, he was never home and when he was, he was in his office set up in a back room in the basement where he went after a long day at work. NO ONE was allowed back there. There were some... Private things back there where he went to take care of his... Fantasies that had developed looking at... Certain models.

ANYWAY. Louis was sitting... More like sprawled out across the couch, binge watching Game Of Thrones on Netflix. He stayed up until Eleanor got home usually, but he also wanted to make sure the two teenagers wouldn't sneak out to a party that neither of them were legal to drink at.
It's not like Louis didn't let Niall have alcohol. He let him have it quite often actually (without Eleanor knowing of course). But it was RESPONSIBLE drinking, where the now blonde child could be MONITORED. but party drinking, that was unknown substances, and Louis couldn't be There to make sure his son and green eyed best friend didn't make any stupid decisions, like they already tended to do when sober.
He was drifting in and out of sleep with the volume low on God knows what episode when he heard a creek on the stairs. He suddenly snapped awake, but when he sat up, expecting it to be two overly dressed teenagers, he realized it was just Austin. Why was Austin up? He looked at his phone, which was stuffed into a cushion under his head, and it read 1:37am. Austin came towards Louis, his bronze hair slightly illuminated by the TV.

"What's up buddy?" He asked his 9 year old son. Austin stood right in front of his dad, looking extremely tired and disheveled.

"Bubba and Hazza are gone Dad," he said rubbing his eyes.

Louis sighed. Of course. "How do you know that bud?"

Austin sat down next to Louis on the couch and Louis laid back down, bringing Austin down with him, putting the blanket Anne had so kindly knitted over both of them.

"Bubba said that he would be home by 1:30 and that if he wasn't that I could tell you."

"Why wouldn't you tell me right away?"

"He said he'd do dish duty for the month"

"Ah. Nialler pulling out the old bribe card, huh?"

"Well, Haz did, Ni wasn't happy about the deal, but he agreed. But I knew they wouldn't be home by 1:30 and no dishes for a month!"

"Out-conning the con man. I like your thinking bud!" He ruffled the adorable boys hair while Austin tried to squirm out of his grasp.

Once they had settled back down, Louis felt himself drifting off to sleep with his son pressed to his chest, almost completely forgetting about his wife that wasn't due home for another hour.

"Dad?" Austin whispered, making Louis crack open his eyes.

"What bud?"

"What are you going to do to them when they get home?"

"Not sure yet. I think I'll deal with it in the morning. I'm thinking toothpaste replaced with Momma's goulash from last week. Or maybe some glue in their shampoo."

Austin smiled big at the image, "Can I help?"

"Wouldn't do it without you!"

At that moment they heard a small low giggle from outside the door.

"Shhhh act like you're sleeping!" Louis whispered.

They both closed their eyes just as the two drunk boys (attempted to) keep quiet while stumbling through the front door. (Greatly failing Louis might add. He had to bite his inner mouth to keep from laughing at the two dumb asses.)
Their banter was rather entertaining:

"Shhhh. Oh shit Harry he's right there!" Niall whisper-yelled.

Harry giggled, "shhh!" He said rather loudly, putting his finger to Niall's terrified face.

That's when Niall noticed Austin next to his father, "Oh fuck! What time is it Harry? I told you we had to go but you insisted on getting that guys number! He was like 26 Harry!"

"Yeahhh but he was SMOKIN.'"

Niall rolled his eyes and started up the stairs. But Harry stopped right near the couch and Louis could hear his heavy breathing and could smell the mysterious scented alcohol on his clothes from 5 feet away. Niall was probably halfway up the stairs when he stopped just in time to turn Around and hear:

"I wish he would hold ME like that."

Louis' heart stopped. What did he just hear? His heart was beating a mile a minute.

"What the fuck Harry you're so drunk. C'mob creeper your gunna wake him up with your stare."

He could hear Harry huff and slowly walk towards the stairs. Louis released a breathe he didn't know he was holding.

Once he heard the door click, he lightly shook Austin to tell him to go up to bed, but realized the Boy was already deep in sleep. Louis found himself sighing with relief. Thank God he didn't hear that.

Wait, Harry actually said that.

Yeah he wasn't going to get to sleep any time soon.

All that was racing through his mind for the next hour until he finally drifted off to sleep were the words his mother had told him when he was that age:

Drunken words are sober thoughts.

OKAY THIS IS MY FIRST PUBLISHED FIC. Like I've written before, but never thought it was good enough to put out there. And if this gets okay feedback, I want to continue this because I have a LOT of stuff. INSANE stuff planned for this. IM CRYING THINKING ABOUT IT
So yeah, let me know if you like it please. Love you:)