you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars

so i originally wrote this on ao3 as a one shot and decided to also post it here. it's complete and in one chapter so your thumb will have a six pack by the end of this. 

and i still need to make a cover bleh. anyways.

i hope you enjoy (:

-grace

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"ewww. mummy, it's so ugly!" a small two year old louis cries out as jay holds a tiny one day old harry. harry is all wrinkles and baby fat and smells a bit like wet potato. louis is pretty disgusted. 

jay gasps jokingly and anne laughs tiredly on the hospital bed across the room, eating chocolate pudding a nurse brought for her.

"oh, sweetie. don't be so mean." jay looks up at anne and giggles at the two year old's remark. "his name is harry and he's anne's new baby." jay smiles down at the sleeping newborn in her arms.

"well, why does pretty anne have such a yucky looking baby?" louis scrunches his face up as he looks at the baby and then up at a fake-frowning anne.

"quiet, you. gemma said the same thing when you were born and now she adores you. one day you and little haz here will be the best of friends." jay pokes harry's teeny nose with the point of her index finger then kisses louis's cheek.

"best mates." anne agrees and scoops a large amount of pudding into her mouth to hide her grin from the frowning two year old.

louis rolls his eyes, crosses his arms, and says the line he always hears them say in movies. "over my dead body." he scampers off and out of the smelly hospital room to sit with his daddy.

louis tells his step daddy how ugly little harry is and how he would never want to be friends with him. a four year old gemma, who is sitting beside them, swinging her legs back and forth, giggles.

gemma looks at louis fondly. "you were an ugly baby, too and now look at you. adorable and small. harry might look a little funny now but my little brother will get cuter. just you see, lou-lou."

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"why are you wiping his bum, mummy? you're not his mum." louis gets on his tiptoes to peak over the diaper changing table and eyes little month old harry, his big, wide, green eyes sparkly and curious in his first month in this world.

"because anne is still recovering from giving birth to little hazzy here and also because baby harry's daddy isn't going to be around anymore so he surely can't wipe his bum." jay says with sad eyes and furrowed eyebrows but quickly composes herself with a bright smile and throws the dirty baby wipes away.

the two families live right across the street from each other making it easier for jay to help anne out with the baby.

little harry reaches out for louis and gently grabs louis's nose, giggling adorably. "aww. louis he likes you." jay smiles a little bigger and more genuine. louis pulls away from harry and harry's nail leaves a thin scratch on the tip of louis's nose.

"ow! you stupid baby. you scratched me." louis reaches out and pinches harry's small delicate hand making the little one month old sniff and start to cry.

"louis!" jay smacks louis's hand. "go upstairs to gemma's room. i'll call you when it's time to go home." jay says then picks up a wailing harry and shushes him to sleep. 

louis runs as fast as his short two year old legs can take him up to gemma's room. "gems. i hate your brother." louis huffs.