Everythings Changed.

"Look Daddy!"

We've been in the bungalow for about three days and we are yet to take the girls out in public. I guess I'm not really aloud to let the fans see them until I tell management, and Eleanor. I have not put as much thought into Eleanor and what she would think about the girls as I should have. It was just something that if she approved then she did, if she didn't,well it wasn't like I was going to pick my girlfriend over Lauren and Lyla.

"Daddy look!" Lauren's voice brought me from my thoughts.

"Yeah daddy look!" Harry's raspy voice followed her. Lauren was sat in Harry's folded hands swinging from his right to left. They were both laughing. It made me feel warm watching Harry play with the twins.

For the past three days Lauren has been insepratable from Harry. She slept with him, he was the only one aloud to bathe her, he sang to her, cooked for her, played dolls and tea party with her, beat me up with her, it was like they had been best friends for years.

"Wow baby!" I acted as if I was so interested and fasinated by the site in front of me. In reality I was very absorbed by it. The two looked like they were so happy with each other. Lyla stirred in my arms while she watched the princess movie unravel from the TV. Her bottle fell from her mouth so I assumed before looking at her that she was asleep.

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"Look daddy," A whisper filled my ear, the voice reconized as Liam's. I looked up to have my heart melt all over again.

Harry was sat in front of the small table "filling" up Lauren's pink tea cup. She asked for sugar so he opened the sugar dish and carefully retreved a cube of sugar. He looked so consintrated on doing it right for her I think he forgot that the tea and sugar was fake. She thanked him and they cheered. I felt my eyes water at the scene, me being a dad has done nothing good to my senses, I am always crying over the little things the girls do.

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"Hey daddy look," I was chopping up vegtables for dinner tonight when Zayn's voice sounded from behind me.

"Just becauseI have kids doesn't mean you guys can call me da-" I stopped mid-sentance at a perfect sight through the door way.

Right there on the black couch was Harry and the girls. Harry layed on his back with one arm wrapped around Lyla rubbing soothing cicles on her back while her face dug into his side. Lauren layed ontop of his chest sprawed outwith herlegs falling from his sides. His other hand was placed on the small of her back holding her safely. The girls had their bottles and bears and blankets. It was obvious the three were sleeping.

"They really love him," Niall commented snapping me from my dreamlike state.

"I hope Eleanor likes them that much," Liam patted my back before going back to cooking.

It was like in that moment I didn't want Eleanor to like them. It would be no good for the girls. I mean it was clear that Harry and Eleanor never got along because of me. After mine and Harry's bromance took a weird turn at the x-factor house it was like we had owner ship over eachother. It was never innapropraite with us. We kissed one time, but that was it. We just knew we liked eachother and it was weird since we were not gay or anything of the sort.

But when Harry introduced me to E I figured the ownership expired, which hurt a bit. I suddenly felt like I was never going to be able to protect to him anymore. Once I thought passed that and started getting closer to Eleanor she constantly complained saying "All you ever talk about is you and Harry, why don't you just go date him?" From then on me and Harry were not as close, and it was all my girlfriends fault. But the fans only knew her as an angel, so I played along.

When we would be on tour or not with Eleanor me and Harry were back to ownership terms. We did everything together. We never really were without eachother. It felt nice to have him back. But that wasn't going to last very long if Eleanor takes a likeing to them. I can see it now.

Harry held Lauren in his arms kissing her face while she laughed uncontrollably. Lyla lifted herself from Eleanor's lap running to Harry. "Daddy!" They wouldscream at Harry making his face light up like it did the day I had told him I felt the same way about him.

"Louis can I talk to you in the kitchen?" Eleanor's voice was on edge, like she was pissed off.

"Yah," I was hesistant to leave the scene. I watched the three interact walking backward behind Eleanor to the kitchen. Once back in the kitchen I snapped back to the real Louis. My dreamlike state had left with the scene.

"What did you need?" I bounced a bit to add happiness in my voice. But I wasn't happy. I wanted to watch the girls with their daddy number two. In all honesty, I wasn't happy with El.

"Look "Daddy" Harry has to go, they treat him like their other parent." she put the whole act on right there in my kitchen. With her hands on her hips and her face glaring to the doorway that his us from the girls and their other father.

"I am not going to make him leave Eleanor. He is my best mate, and yeah the girls treat him like that, that's what they know him as." Her rudeness had really pissed me off.

"Well it's me or him at this point Louis," She gripped the counter in front of her, she thought it was going to be her.

"It's him. He makes the girls happy,you can leave." I stepped out of her way as she threw the kitchen door open to leave. she looked back completely regretting it, I was standing my ground. I rose my eyebrow and nodded my head telling her to get out.

What if that really happened? The question itself made me wonder how much I wanted to be with Eleanor. I didn't have time to think about the question though. It was time to eat. I made my way over to the couch ready to wake the three up for dinner, but I stopped. Instead I picked up Lyla and layed into Harry's side. He grip tightened around me like he knew, like his ownership took over. I snuggled into his side and placed Lyla inbetween our bodies, while my head tried it's harest to get to Harry's chest.

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I woke up and it was dark. The whole house, everything. The TV wasoff, the kitchen light was off. The stairs were dark. The only light that was on was the one above the stove which showed that Zayn had gone out to smoke sometime in the night. I heard the light snores of Harry beside me and the girls breathing with their bottles in their mouths. I hadn't realized that instead of laying on the couch, it had been pulled out for the bed. A blanket was tossed over us and we were all cuddled together.

"Hazza," I whispered shaking him lightly. Lauren was curled into his other side while Lyla was curled into my free side. Harry jolted awake jumping into his sitting position. After his breathing evened out He rubbed his face with his hands. He was half asleep and that you could tell. He had nearly fallen asleep just sitting there.

"Wha boobear?" Harry's words were unfinished and disorianted. I hated waking him up but I knew that if he woke up on the couch his back would hurt for the next week.

"We should get up to bed, you'll ache if you sleep down here," I rubbed a hand over his forehead and pushed some of his sleepy forced curls out of my way. He was still perfect half-asleep.

"Thanks babe," Harry rubbed his face once again, standing.When he stood his body made many popping noises and he groaned, maybe I was to late. I watched him intently while he picked up Lauren and her things. I did the same with Lyla and stood from the uncomfortable bed.

"Come on," Harry held out his free hand which I took while we walked up the stairs to our room. He opened the door and set Lauren on his bed. I just sat on my bed and watched him.

He removed his shirt for the outside world to see him body. The moon was the only thing lighting our room. His back muscles became prominant as he pulled a new shirt over his head. He placed shorts on his long thin legs and walked over to me. He suddenly had alot of confidence. He put a hand on either side of my body. His forehead pressed to mine. Lyla still between us. His lips connected with my cheek before he left me speechless.

What was going on with me? I wished that someone would scream in my face "Look daddy you're an idiot!" Why was I praying that Harry would never leave us?

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