His Hidden World~Larry Stylinson

..Good Enough..

Upon wakening, Louis pondered over how the previous night had ended, a smile creeping over his face as he blushed. Harry laid besides him, mottled patches of sunlight hitting his bare skin as it poked through the curtains.

As he lay, lost in thoughts, he came to a realisation. Y/n hadn't cried at all last night. He'd sit up on the edge of the bed and peer over to a baby monitor on his night stand. There he saw the small infant, sound asleep in her crib. Harry must have tired her out pretty well to keep her asleep all night. How though?

Louis rose to his feet, bringing his left foot forward to begin walking until the pain had hit him.

"Agh." He'd let out before taking his seat on the bed again.

Lou didn't see the smug looking Harry behind him who must have woken up when he stood up.

"Need help baby?" Harry asked in a deep and crackly morning voice.

"No, no. I'm good." Louis shook off, standing up once again, pulling on a pair of boxers and leaving the room at almost a limp to make himself a cuppa.

Harry let out a small chuckle to the tolerating man, in return, gaining a flipped off finger.

"Oi." He'd shout in reply.

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In the kitchen, Louis boiled the kettle and prepared two cups of tea and a bottle. In doing so, three somewhat unexpected however, not surprising guests entered through the door.

"Tommo!" Niall cheered, flailing his arms in the air.

"Wow lad, you're actually awake for once." Zayn snickered, wrapping his arm around Louis' neck, purposely attempting to be a nuisance while he prepared the drinks.

"Well then, what are the plans for today brotha'?" Niall hopped onto a stool at the breakfast bar next to Liam who was already seated.

"Well Harry is going out to do a PR stunt and I guess I'm just staying here by myself. They want him to take Y/n with him."

"Ah, that's shitty of Simon." Zayn would roll his eyes out of hatred for the man.

"Yeah, I saw your pappo photos from last night with Eleanor. How'd that treat ya?" Liam sighed.

"Yeah, no it was quite shit ya know. Not very fair on Eleanor, Harry and I. Also the paps were just crazy, Simon really goes all out with this shit."

The boys would nod in agreement to the statement.

Not much time later, Harry walked downstairs holding Y/n. He had put a pair of grey sweatpants on to cover himself but Louis' eyes couldn't stay focused on anywhere but his crotch area, Harry definitely didn't put underwear on beforehand.

"You should take a picture so it can last longer." Harry grinned, kissing his boyfriend on the temple and grabbing the mug of hot tea.

"I don't need a photo babe. Every part of my body has that dick memorised.. Eyes, mou-"

"Alright that's enough!" Liam interrupted, covering his ears in doing so.

"You two are horrible. Don't be saying stuff like that in front of your innocent little daughter. Or anyone for that matter." Niall pretended to throw up.

"Alright enough chat, I wanna hold my niece." Zayn cooed, gesturing to Harry to which he handed her over followed by Louis who handed him the warm bottle of milk.

knock knock.

Harry walked away from the group to answer the door. Olivia had arrived, ready to start what had been arranged for todays stunt. She was to take Y/n to Rail House Café where they would meet Harry. The boys where a bit unsure on how they felt about someone taking their newborn away even if it where just for an hour or so. Even with Olivia being the birth mother, they were still unsure about trusting her, especially after the car accident.