The Lioness Prince (A Larry Stylinson Fan-Fiction.)

Chapter 23 ~Coronation Day~

Harry and Louis look down at Alexia in complete awe. She is slightly kicking in her footie pajamas, and her hands clench every once in a while. Her face scrunches with many different faces, and Harry thinks they are the most adorable little expressions ever to be made. Wisps of light brown hair are spiked because she has just woken up, and her dark blue eyes blink whenever the room is in a decently lit condition.

"Hey, little bug," Louis coos as he reaches out and slides his hands beneath the baby's back and head. "You ready to get dressed and be shown off in front of thousands?" The caramel-haired dad asks as he lifts her from her laying place and settles her on his chest. Harry has his hand raised beneath her head just for precaution, but when her head rests onto his chest, he let his hand fall and grab for her small pink blanket.

Harry lifts the soft material and places it upon Louis' shoulder before walking away and striding towards the connected bathroom. Louis hums a soothing tune and sways from side to side as he walks towards a small table, that was once used as an alcohol stand, and is now a padded changing table.

"Lou," Harry calls from the bathroom, and Louis hums in reply. "Are you going to want to stand anywhere in particular?"

"What do you mean?" Louis asks as he coos and smiles when he sets Alexia down onto the padded table and wraps a small rope around her tummy to keep her from wiggling off of the table. Louis then steps away from the table and quickly makes his way towards the bathroom before Alexia can understand what is going on and begin to cry when she can't see either of her daddies.

Louis steps into the bathroom to see Harry taking articles of clothing off in preperation for a shower. "Stand anywhere in particular," Louis huffs with amusement. "Is the ceremony like a seat-booking ordeal?" He asks, and his ears sharpen whenever he hears Alexia begin to sniffle with confusion.

Harry shrugs off his unbuttoned blouse and begins to undo the buckle of his belt. "Not necessarily, but precautions do need to be made because this is a serious and special event," he answers, and Louis 'huh's as well as hugs his lover from behind for a split second before hopping out of the bathroom and shuffling towards his baby girl.

Louis smiles once more and plays with Alexia's small and delicate hands before reaching downwards and grabbing a hold of a single drawer handle. He pulls the cabinet partially out, and sighs as he snatches the first newborn dress he sees.

"You know I'm only asking this because I love you, right?" Harry asks as he pops his head out of the bathroom doorway and lets some of his chocolate curls fall in front of his face. His bright green eyes are filled with concern and the urge to protect his family at all costs. He doesn't trust Richard for one second, and the thought of the crazed man somehow getting out scares him.

Louis laughs and nods while his back was still towards his lover. "Big event calls for precautions and order. Its understandable," he chuckles as he pulls his daughter carefully out of her onesie and settles her back down onto the table so that he can attempt to change her one last time before putting her into her coronation gown. "I guess I can stand next to wherever you'll be standing."

A faint 'okay' is heard.

Louis giggles and hums as he stares down at his creation.

"Lou..."

"Yes, Love."

"What do you want to name her?" Harry asks as he stares down at their daughter and then returns his gaze to Louis.

"Can she not be Little Bug? I thought that was pretty original," Louis giggles out softly, and Harry smiles, amused. Louis then becomes serious and readjusts their girl in his arms. "I don't know, Harry. You know how moms have that moment where they know exactly what the name is going to be? I guess I never really got mine," he confesses, and Harry tightens his hold around Louis.