Harry woke up the next morning, crying."Harry, why you crying?" Louis asked, being woken up by the teary boy next to him.
Harry kept crying as Louis hugged him.
Jay came in the room ten minutes later, finding the two boys cuddling and Louis trying to comfort Harry.
"Morning, oh what's wrong?" She asked, worried at why Harry was in tears.
"I don't know Mummy, he woke up crying and won't stop."
"Maybe he's still sore, or wet. Is that what's wrong Harry?" She asked.
Harry looked at her and nodded, sadly.
"Let's go check you." She replied and picked Harry up."
Louis followed them into the bathroom, and had a wee while Jay took Harry's pull up off.
"Yes, still a bit sore." She said as she cleaned him up.
Harry pointed to his potty.
"You need a wee? Go ahead."
Harry sat on his pot and did a little wee, earning smiles from Jay and Louis.
"That's clever Harry well done." Jay said.
"He gets more stickers doesn't he?" Louis said, getting off the toilet to wash his hands.
"He certainly does." Jay replied, cleaning Harry up. "I have something else for him too."
"Oooh what is it?"
Jay smiled as she got something from the top shelf.
"Some big boy underpants."
"Oh my God. You got Peppa pig pants Harry." Louis said, excitedly. "I had those when I was little too."
Harry smiled as Jay put a pair on him. "Now remember to let us know if you need to go."
Harry nodded.
They got dressed and went down for breakfast. Mark had already left for work, but left a note on the kitchen table.
Morning,
Hope you all have a good day. I'm bringing McDonald's home for dinner. See you later. Lots of love Dad. Xx"Yes! Maccy D's!" Louis jumped up and down.
"Is that ok with you Harry?" Jay asked, putting him in his seat at the table. "What would you like?"
Harry nodded but didn't answer.
"Wish you could tell us. Would be lovely to hear your voice."
"I heard him."
Jay turned to Louis. "Apart from that one word, I meant."
"No, Mummy. I heard him say stop it, when I was tickling him."
"You did? He did? Why didn't you tell us?"
Louis shrugged. "I forgot. Sorry Mummy." He sat beside Harry.
"It's ok love. So he can talk then." She said quietly.
The boys ate their breakfast while Jay texted Mark to let him know what Louis said.
*Hi love. Lou told me that Harry said stop it to him when he was being tickled. Isn't that good?*
*That's great. I was beginning to wonder if he'd ever talk. Wonder why he's so quiet?*
*I don't know. I think we should ask a Doctor or someone. What do you think?*

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The Lost Boy (Harry Styles)
FanfictionIn the town centre people hurried, buying last minute Christmas gifts. Nobody noticed the young boy, sat on a bench on his own. He wore a thick winter coat, hat, scarf, gloves and Wellington boots. In one hand he had a much loved Teddy bear, in the...