The Lost Boy (Harry Styles)

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"Sure." Mark replied and showed Rita into the living room.

"Rita? Hi. Wasn't expecting you." Jay said, standing up from the sofa.

"Sorry to come unannounced. Can I have a word in private?"

"Lou, can you sit with Harry for a while please? We'll just be in the kitchen."

"Yes Mummy." He climbed up onto the sofa and sat down next to Harry, who was still asleep.

The three adults went into the kitchen and sat at the table.

"So?" Mark said, nervously.

"He's been caught. Harry's Dad. He's in custody, waiting to be questioned. Thought I'd let you know before it goes on the news."

Jay grabbed Mark's hand. "I'm so relieved. Thanks for letting us know."

"Of course I'll keep you informed of any updates. How is Harry doing?" Rita asked.

"He woke up screaming last night. We think it was a nightmare. He won't talk about it. He's still not talking." Jay said, sadly.

"We just hope he hasn't seen bad things in his short life. No kid deserves that." Mark added.

"We may never know that, I'm afraid. Being so young and not talking, he may never tell anyone what he's seen." Rita said.

"It's heartbreaking. It really is. He's such a lovely little boy. Louis loves him to bits."

Rita nodded. "I need to go now, I'll call you as soon as I hear any more news."

The three stood up and showed Rita back to the front door. "Thank you Rita." Jay said, and the woman left.

Back in the living room, they found Louis curled up behind Harry, both boys asleep.

"Isn't that the cutest thing you've ever seen?" Mark asked.

Jay smiled, nodded and turned to hug him. "Definitely. Louis takes such good care of him."

They let them sleep for an hour, before waking them.

Louis sat up, bleary eyed. "Is it morning?" He asked.

"No love. It's afternoon." Jay replied, as Harry woke too.

Louis sat back on the sofa and Harry climbed into his lap.

"Oof...you's heavy Harry." He giggled, not really minding, as he loves Harry cuddles so much.

"He's just wanting hugs. He's a very huggy little boy." Mark added, smiling.

"Ew."

"What's ew?"

"His pull up is wet, making my leg wet. Ew Harry!" Louis said, screwing his face up.

"Sorry Lou. I'll take him up to get changed. Come on you." Jay said and picked Harry up. He reluctantly let go of Louis and let Jay carry him.

"I need changing too, he made me wet." Louis said looking down at his wet trousers.

"You certainly do." Jay laughed and the three of them went upstairs.

In the bathroom, Harry stood as Jay undressed his bottom half and took his pull up off. She noticed he looked a bit red and sore.

"Oh dear. That doesn't look good." She said as she turned him around to inspect his bottom. That looked sore too.

"Why's his bum bum like that Mummy?" Louis asked as he took his own trousers and pants off, looking down at his own bottom half. "My willy isn't red like that." He pointed out.