Take Your Time (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 6

A/N Writing in italics is sign language

Louis looked around the living room quickly, making sure most of the mess he and the two toddlers created today was cleaned up.

As much as he loves spending his days with his grandkids he is always guaranteed to be a little frazzled by the time they get picked up. But no matter how the day goes with Amelia and Ben, good or bad, Harry always wants a clean living room and kitchen at least. Hence why Louis is running around before he needs to go to practice and making sure everything is in order.

"Lou!"

The older lad furrowed his eyebrows at Harry's voice, his husband never coming home before he leaves for practice, "what's going-" Louis stopped himself as he got into the foyer, only growing more confused as he saw the twins with Harry, "why aren't you at practice?"

"Go ahead," Harry said sternly, "tell your dad what you did at school," he looked between Cameron and Rory as he crossed his arms over his chest.

Seeing the curly haired lad as worked up as he was made a small pit of anger rise in Louis' stomach. There were very few things that made his husband angry, and Harry looked close to fuming as the twins couldn't pick their heads up.

"Boys you better start talking," Louis said as the two looked between each other.

As the seconds passed that they didn't say anything the blue eyed man could feel Harry growing more and more furious. Louis had no clue what they could've done, but the fact that it was bad enough that they couldn't go to practice only made him irate as well.

"Cameron," Harry said through gritted teeth as he eyed his son, "tell your father what you two did."

Cameron looked up at his dad through his eyelashes as he bit his lip, mentally preparing himself for the yelling he was about to get, "I've been having a really hard time in History and uhm, I had a test today and I asked Rory if he would uh- like take it for me... But we obviously got caught at school..."

Louis was sure his body went still, his mind coming to a screeching halt as he looked between his two boys, "are you insane?!" his voice raised, "you two are in the Premier Academy League! This is fucking- what the hell?!" Louis screamed, looking at them wide eyed, "are you trying to destroy everything you two have been working on since you could walk?!"

"Dad I-" Cameron gulped nervously, "we aren't expelled from the league, it's just a few practices we can't go to and-"

"No," Harry stopped him, making all three heads turn his way, "you aren't going to practice, you aren't playing in champs, you two completely-"

"Harry, H," Louis interrupted him quietly, "c'mon don't go crazy and-"

"Louis this is school! They completely broke academic integrity!" Harry said indignantly, "football is a privilege and one that you two don't have right now," he glanced between the twins who looked horrified, "give me your phones and go upstairs and work on the essays you have to do as punishment."

The two 14 year old's huffed but handed over their phones to their pop before sulking towards the stairs. But as soon as they were out of earshot Louis immediately looked at his husband.

"Harry they're playing in champs," he said, making the green eyed lad look like he was about to blow up, "you're right, what they did was wrong but-"

"Louis there are no buts," Harry said seriously as he shook his head, "they are not going to be congratulated for cheating by winning champs," he said as he started to walk towards the kitchen and let Dezzy run off.