Everythings Changed.

Playing Daddy.

I rewrote the first chapter, I hope that's okay with you guys! Please no ghost readers! I want to know what you guys think! It's 130 am and I have exams tomorrow...ut oh. Um, read my other story coming soon called 'California Academy' the prologue should be posted tomorrow. It's NOT a fan fiction. It will be a four book series(: I love you stay beautiful xx

I woke up with a shake to the shoulder. Who in their right mind is waking me up on my first day home from tour? "Louis love get up!" My mums voice had been cooing me for what seemed to be hours, but I think it was just five minutes.

"Go away mum!" I whined like a teenage girl and rolled over on my stomch with my head faceing the back of the couch. My hands were under the cold pillow making me feel relief. "Louis get up now or I will get Lottie in here!" My mum was whisper yelling now. Why? Why does she want me up right now?

"What do you want?!" I whisper shouted back now awake I rolled over to see her.

It was dark in my room showing mum was probably leaving for work. Why would she wake me up for that? Gosh was I grumpy this morning, I already want to pack up and go stay at the Styles' place. I thought maybe that would be a good idea, get some best friend time in there before we are all reunited again. Me and Harry have always had a very close friendship, that was just that and nothing more. I loved Eleanor more than life itself.

"I need you to get up. The girls will be awake soon and since you are here and i've had them for a year you are taking care of them today." I was confused by mum. The twins had school today and why is she complaining about taking care of her children? I was going to ask what mum had eaten since she was a little of her rocker but a wimper caused me to pause.

My heart hit full speed all at once. It was like something kicked on inside of me. I felt the need to stop the wimper though I had no clue on where or who it was coming from. Then my body kicked in again. I remembered everything as fast as a rain storm. The twin girls that were mine, Lyla and whatever her sister's name is. They were mine, right? I was not ready to be a dad. This couldn't be happening. It was all a dream. I clutched my eyes shut but the cry just got louder.

"Your daddy job starts now goodbye love," I feel a pair of moist lips on my forehead and then hear the clacks of my mums heels on my bedroom floor. I looked around for a clue on what to do, I obviously had never raised a baby before.

"Louis make her shut up!" An annoyed Lottie stomps into my room. I stand in a hurry and panic. I have no clue what to do! I look around in a hurry and finally spot the moving figure on my bed.

"Lottie what do I do?!" Lottie just laughed at me. Sure I helped with the girls when I was younger but it was just playing with them. I hadn't a clue on how to make a bottle, get them dressed, bathe them, change them. All I know is how to support a newborns head! I was bouncing slightly and swaying my hips at the same time trying to get the girl to be quiet. I didn't even know what baby this was! Was it Lyla or her sister?

"Make her a bottle Lou," With that Lottie walks off to the shower. Wow thanks for the help Lots. I groan and stomp my foot like a child. I look at the red faced girl in my arms and start nearly jogging to the kitchen."Bottles bottles bottles." I slam cabinet after cabinet trying to find a bottle.

"Shh just stop crying please?" The fans always say I would be a great father and they bet I lovely with children, what would they say if they could see me right now?

"Need some help?" I look up and sigh nodding my head at a laughing Fizzy. Why do my little sisters find this so funny? I watch as my sisters clothed body moves swiftly to the cabinet above the sink. She opens it, looks back at me, and then picks up a bottle from the top self.