Everythings Changed.

"Why are you fighting with daddy?"

Really short chapter. I'm sorry but I wanted to get it out. Uhm another cliff hanger (; Oh this is dedicated to @GiveEmHell for the cover! She's awesome so you should dedicate to her just because.

"Hi," I coughed awkwardly. Wow Louis way to make youself look stupid.

"Can I come in?"

"Uhm, yeah sure." I stepped into the flat opening the door slightly so the figure could enter.

"Daddy!" Lauren caught my attention yelling from her room.I looked back to see a glint to the person's eye.

"Daddy!" Lauren screamed again.

"I'll uh. I'll be back." I held up a finger to them and took off to Lauren and Lyla's room.

"What is it babe?" I opened the door to see Lauren with her hair a mess and lyla with a barbie doll ready to wack.

"Lyla!" I rose my voice grabbed the barbie from her. She pouted and then it turned to wailes.

"Need some help?" My whole body went into an icey state. Chills ripped through me and my heart spead up.

"Daddy!" Lauren yelled running past me and into Harry's arms. I huffed and fell back onto the bed the girl's were sharing. I watched contently of the girls' reunion with Harry. It was like they just walked into a candy store and I told them they could have anything. They looked at Harry how I fear I looked at him.

"I missed you guys," His arms wrapped around both girls while they sat on the floor. It was like we really were some kind of family. Like he just came home from a long day at work and I was tired from cooking and cleaning all day.

"I need to talk to daddy girls," Harry's voice was deep and terrified me. What did he want to talk about? What couldthis idiot possibly want from me? To break my heart for the thrid time? To claim his ownership of me just to give me away again?

"Alright," Lyla toook Laurens hand and they were off. Off to the living room. Off to the kitchen. Off to daddy's room. Off leaving me alone with Harry. Something I feared. Even though the girls probably hadn't a clue, I felt like they left me with him because they want us to work things out.

"Boobear I'm sor-" I stopped him. My hand flashed him so he would just stop. Stop talking. Stop calling me boobear. Stop apologizing. Stop pretending. Stop leading me on. Just stop.

"Don't." I spoke vigerously through my grinded teeth. To say I was fed up was an understatement. I wasbroken. He took everything and threw it to the ground. Stopped on it a hundred times. Put it in a blender and drank it.

"Louis please you have to understand-" I cut him off again before he could speak. I stood from the bed and walked over to him with my chest bumping his. I was done.

"I have to understand what Harry?! How you have this secret ownership of me and then you throw it away just like that twice?! TWICE Harry! Two times! Dos!" I was yelling loudly enough for the girls to hear it. I was glad now that the TV had been turned on so they could bloke us out. But as an added factor I reached behind Harry and slammed the door.

"Louis what was I supposed to do?! Tell your GIRLFRIEND that she couldn't come see you?!" He made sure to sound girlfriend out by every silible, and loudly at that. I was growing angrier by the second. It was all boiling up inside me. I knew I wouldn't hold it much longer.

"How about the truth Harry! How about you tell her about all the secret gestures we make! How about you tell her about how I can't sleep without you next to me! Tell her about the kiss! Tell her about all the hand holding! Tell her about how my children call you daddy! Tell her about how much it hurts me to see you with someone else! Tell her that Harry! Just tell her that," I started off screaming and continued screaming until the end. I already had tears falling down my cheeks now. Harry stood baffled infront of me so I finished in a whisper. "Tell her that I don't love her," I opened the door and took a step. My hand on the handle I turned around and got even quieter. "Tell her I love you Hazza." His back was to me but I could see his body trembling from the tears. I made sure to slam the door loudly. I could almost picture him flinch with the sound. I watched as a black frame fell from the wall.

I picked up the frame annd glass setting it on the table under where the picture sat. The glass was broken just perfectly. It was a picture of Harry and I just a couple months ago. We were about to leave for tour. He wore grey joggers and a purple Jack Wills hoodie with his socks. I had on red joggers and a grey hoodie. We had our his andher blankets and were cuddled on the couch. I remember Zayn taking the picture saying "You guys are so cute, just come out of the closet already," We all had a laugh about it at the time. The glass was cracked right on Harry's face and a long crack staight through us. I slid down the wall and hit my head against it.

"Daddy?" The little whisper was enough to make me jump. My head rose from the wall to look at the little girl in front of me. She had her hands at her sides with her blanket in one. Tears brimming her eyes. She looked terrified.

"What's wrong baby?" I crawled over to her sweeping her up. We both sat on the floor in the hallway scared. I rocked her a bit trying to calm her.

"Why are you and daddy fighting?" Her small voice made me want to cry more. A single tear fell from her blue eyes making me wipe it away. She sucked in a shakey breath rubbing her eyes with her hand.

"We aren't babe, just a joke." I lied. I didn't want mydaughter to think that. She saw right through me though.

"You were fighting daddy. See you're raining again." Lyla pointed to the tears falling from my chin. I broke down then. Ilet my little girl take me in her arms while I cried.

Finally terrified of Harry coming from the bedroom to see me like this I grabbed Lyla and took her to my room. I did the same with Lauren after. I made sure to close the light wooden door and layed silently on the white duck feathered bed. I grapped my girls and wrapped my arms around them. I was on my side while Lyla lay with her back to my chest. Lauren with her arms intertwining with her sister so she could see us. My body shook violently with tears now. Neither of the girls said anything they just let me cry.

Soon we were all asleep.

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Harry's POV.

"Louis?" I excited the bedroom that I assumed was the girls' for the time being. He was nowhere in site. The TV had been shut off and the girls were gone. I feared they were gone but then I saw Louis' door shut.

When I walked into the room the site made me melt. Louis was on his side facing out the window with his arms wrapped around the girls. They were all asleep. The former tears were easy to find on Louis' face though, and that broke my heart. I had done that to him. It was my fault. I heard a knock at the door and since Louis was asleep I answered it.

"Hey Harry what are you doing here?" Simon was standing tall over me. I gulped back the nervousness.

"Just checking up on Lou. What about you?" I wondered if Louiswasplanning to drop One Direction and leave us without a five member. If Louis were gone I would leave, if I left then I'm sure the boys would since we talked about it.

"Louis said he had something to tell me that couldn't exactly leave the house with," It hit me like a stack of bricks. Louis was going to tell him about the girls.

"Oh well he's sleeping, had a long day. I know what he's going to tell you though. So I can help," I offered Simon into the flat which he gladly took.I was nervous. What I was about to say could ruin everything. Everything was about to change.

"So what is it son?" I know I should have only toldhim about the girls but I couldn't. It seemed unfinished.

"Louis has um kids, two girls," I paused. the next thing I said was something I thought I would never have to say. Something that could literlly ruin mine, lou's, the girls, the boys, everyone. I took a sudden jump of confidence though. I breathed in and said it,

"And,"