-So you told him he was a bad father?
Selena raised an eyebrow as she placed a cup of coffee on the table with a teardrop of milk like her cousin liked. She was stunned by Harry's nerve.
-I was upset Sel, I wanted to apologize... Well no, I wanted to explain but he didn't give me time.
-You are an idiot doubled of an infinite clumsiness, sighed the young woman while passing a hand in her long brown hair. A real idiot.
Selena settled in front of her cousin. Harry had knocked this morning at her door and it was not that she did not like to receive the company of the youngest but she had suspected that something bothered him since he very seldom visited her. So when Harry had confessed to her that he had hurt Louis, Selena had demanded that he tell her everything that had happened.
-He is a good person, Louis is a great father. He's just a little overwhelmed. You know, I probably shouldn't tell you this, but he lost his wife a little over a year ago. So Niall and I think that working, cooking hard is his way of grieving and not thinking about her. You shouldn't have talked to him like that Hazz, it's not like you to say mean things for free. Especially since his mom is sick, so he really needs help with his kids. He needs help at all.
I'm sorry, Sel," Harry muttered like a child trying to repent after his mother had given him a dressing-down.
-Oh, you don't have to say sorry to me. Go to him and apologize. Louis is a sweetheart, he'll accept your apology. Now, don't make me regret telling him to take on a babysitter so think before you say something stupid again.
Harry took a sip of the hot drink fleeing the gaze of his cousin who seemed to have been commissioned by his mother to admonish him at the slightest misstep. The two women shared the same capacity to make him feel guilty. He still remembered the time he had been involved in a fight in the schoolyard and they had not spoken to him again until he apologized to the poor boy who had been elbowed.
-I would like to but he didn't call me back to babysit. I don't see how or when I can see him to apologize.
-I really don't know how. If only you knew one of Louis' friends who knew where he was. Selena said dramatically, her index finger over her mouth, pretending to question.
-Selena! Harry protested. Stop messing with me!
[...]
Harry turned around as he heard the sound of the horn. Selena, who had just dropped him off on the sidewalk, had rolled down her window to give him a gesture of encouragement. Gesture to which he answered only by a disillusioned sigh. She had a tendency to exaggerate too much, he was just going to apologize. He did not have an ego so huge that apologizing was an insurmountable task. The young woman called out that she was waiting for him in front of the restaurant and urged him to come in.
The interior of the Gourmet Lounge was just like its facade: everything was spacious, with elegant touches, the light entered the room and warmed the atmosphere. The tables were spaced out, giving the first customers privacy. It was decorated with taste, Harry recognized there the paw of Louis Tomlinson, the same atmosphere was released from his apartment. He could easily become an interior decorator. At this thought, Harry had a small smile.
-Hello, can I get you anything?
-I will take a cosmopolitan at the bar, please. Answered Harry to the waiter who led him towards the barman.
It was thus installed, a glass in the hand that Harry gathered his courage to call out to Niall who was behind the counter wiping a glass. He was glancing at Harry with a little smile on his face.
-Hey Niall, could you call Mr. Tomlinson please. I need to talk to him.
The Irishman nodded and went to the kitchen to call his boss. He took advantage of not being in the young baby sitter's field of vision to take out his phone and open a conversation on his phone where he had received a message from Selena: Niall I'm sending you my cousin, if he chickens out don't hesitate to kick him in the butt. He answered with a brief: Why does he want to see Lou? which remained unanswered.
He discreetly signaled to Louis, who was correcting a clerk who had made a mistake in a recipe, to join him, which he did, his eyebrows furrowed, perplexed. He wiped his hands and readjusted his apron, asking Niall what was going on. The Irishman only answered evasively.
-Someone is asking for you at the bar.
Louis looked at him incredulously and it was only once the young father was close to him that Niall noticed his dark circles eyes poorly camouflaged by a concealer and the discreet trembling of his hands. Louis bit his lower lip nervously. No one had ever interrupted him during his shift... unless. No, Louis didn't want to get his hopes up. But he had been waiting for the culinary inspectors to visit for several months now. If he did well, he could get his restaurant's first star. So maybe...
-Go ahead," Niall urged him.
Louis rushed towards the room, trying to calm the mixture of apprehension and curiosity that was rising in him. He even stopped on the way to check his reflection in one of the restaurant's large mirrors and hastily combed his hair. However, when he arrived at the bar of the Gourmet Lounge, he found only a man with his back to him who, considering his XXL sweater and his jeans, could clearly not be the high gastronomy inspector Louis was waiting for. He instinctively searched the room with his eyes but the movement of Niall's chin forced him to face the evidence. No stars for today... And when the man turned around, he almost choked on his saliva. His babysitter, the person who had implied that he wasn't a good enough father. He had Harry Styles in front of him, wearing a small, awkward smile.
Author's note: (I'm on time hehe!!!)
Lately I've been obsessed with a rapper whose song I put at the beginning of this chapter.
I'm also really bummed that I couldn't attend Harry's concert in Paris... Maybe one day.
I had the idea to ask French authors to translate their fanfictions in English because we have really goood fanfics larry on the french wattpad.
Have a nice day and see u next friday!!
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Single Father [L.S]
FanfictionIn which Louis, a single father of three, desperately needs the services of a baby sitter and a handsome young student called Harry Styles can help him. Short and soft story for the summer! Please be kind with me, English is not my first language. L...