!! LARRY ADOPTION FIC !!
Life flows like a rive for 7 year old Lydia. But what happens when her caretaker takes her to a concert, her work place. What happens when a young couple meets Lydia. They want her to be their. But are they ready ?
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The last concert of the tour. The boys were all huddled in one room with their band and other crew members, everyone was emotional. They hugged, of course Niall was a bit more emotional than the others or just tipsy, it was hard to tell at this point.
As they dispersed off for the night, Louis and Harry walking into their room, when a small voice and a small figure jumping out from behind the wall makes them yelp. A giggle echoes through the room as they look around confused when Lydia runs over to them. A page in hand as she lifts her arms up.
Harry chuckles and lifts her up, placing her securely against his chest as she pulls Louis' sleeve to grab his attention.
"I mwade you guys a bye-bye card" she smiles a little, showing them the card.
The card was small, painted with blue and green colors. Three figures stood on the front, One was taller and a messy "hazza" was written over it, the middle one was shorter and "me" was written above it. And the third one was "Lou-Lou".
"It is a thank you, Helen says I should thank you for being with me" She says opening the card with a lot of messy pink and red hearts.
Both the boys exchanged sad looks, their eyes tearing up at the card. Harry kissed her forehead, Louis following him. Lydia sighed softly, wrapping her arms around his neck and nuzzling her face in his neck. He held her tighter walking to the bed.
"Sleep with Hazza and Lou-Lou?" she asks innocently
"yeah, sleep with Hazza and Lou-Lou" Louis says getting in on the other end as Harry places her between them. He turns off the light, chuckling when he felt Lydia fuss under the blankets as her little legs rested on his stomach.
"Hazza?"
"Yeah Ly?"
"Why can't I have daddy like you and Lou-Lou? Why you not my daddy?"
The room fell silent thereafter, the only sound audible was her soft snores. Harry's hand finds Louis' in the dark, unspoken words travelling between them. The question the little girl had just asked sending shivers down their spine.
Them? Fathers?
Yes it might've been a passing thought to both of them throughout the tour and they'd even talked about it late at night. But when she asked them it felt all the more real. What would everyone say? the media?
