Dates, Dreams and Diapers

Chapter 16

Niall's POV

The day after my stress got the better of me, Harry's mind fell down somewhere and the whole interview gone awry, was the night Liam and I talked about Jack a bit more. The conversation did help with my stress as it took up all of my focus not to coo at the recent memories of our child. It is nowhere near the week off for us, but that doesn't stop Liam and I from whining to see our son again.

But, as it is my nature, I brought up the topic of Louis's odd behavior around Harry and his attitude towards Louis. Just what could have happened that caused Harry to start acting like a cat and Louis to be a bit distant to his almost brother? I questioned Liam about this until when his body went a bit stiff, it was then that I knew that he knew something. He cracked when I went over to my suitcase and pulled out the dress he bought me. I didn't put it on, but I did admire the decorative trimmings while Liam shifted wanting-ly on the bed. And surprise-surprise I got him talking.

"Harry kissed Louis while he just started dating Eleanor and pushed him away after it."

Liam rushed out while I felt my eyes widen. I knew those boys have a soft spot for each other but I did not expect for one of them to make a move. This was a lot like when Liam and I started our family, management interfered and warned that if Larry were to happen, they would find replacements for both Louis and Harry. The boys and I didn't miss a beat when the boys came home, not speaking and refusing to look at each other until I managed to talk to both of them about it. Harry said very little but agreed to try and not let it affect him as Louis did the same.

Thinking about it now, I feel like an idiot for not realizing the intense stares when the band first got together. The late nights out and the little glimmer in each others eyes when we agreed to move in together should of had me suspicious, but I disregarded it for simple friendship. That night while Liam was asleep, I snuck the key card from his jean pocket, I then made my way over to the other boys' room and looked through Harry suitcase.

What I found really troubled me.

What was stashed away in what looked like a folded-up shirt which was actually a little pouch were bottles of medication. I should be glad Harry sought out medical help, but this only worries me after his little break down yesterday.

Just what is going on in your head Harry Styles?

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Now, I am on a bus with the boys headed to Stockholm, Sweden. And guess who of all people is here with us...Danielle Peazer.

The night we finished the concert in Norway was the night she appeared at the concert, backstage, and she apparently was off to visit relatives when her car broke down. Being the hero he is, Liam offered a ride to our next venue so that she could get some help with getting back home. And in all honesty, I'd hate to leave a person to fend for themselves in a foreign country with no way to get back home.

"Good morning Nialler." Harry called when he stepped out of the bathroom. The bus jumped a bit and I had to steady myself by the counter top. Currently, I'm making scrambled eggs for the boys and myself after Liam and I got up early this morning. Guess I'm still in parent mode if I got the impulse to get up and make the boys breakfast, but cut into little bite sizes so that they didn't choke.