Chapter 1

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Layla's POV

*17 years later* (from end of first book)

My name is Layla Tomlinson. Yes my dad is the famous Louis Tomlinson. I am 14 years old and have long brown hair and blue eyes. I have a passion for dance just like my mom and singing just like my dad. I also play flute in my school band.

"Hey mom how's it going?" I asked my mom as I walked into the kitchen where she was making pancakes.

"Good good, can you go wake up your father? He's been asleep all morning.

"Yep be right back."

I always loved waking him up because I can play any trick on him. We have this game where we play pranks on each other non-stop.

So today I decided to grab some jelly, whipped cream and a cherry when my mom wasn't looking and ran upstairs.

I knocked on the door, no answer, so I just went in. He was sound asleep. Perfect.

I went over to him and covered his chin and upper lip with whipped cream. Then I put the jelly on his cheeks and a little on his nose to make the cherry stick and put the cheery on.

He looked like a weirded version of Santa. I quickly took out my phone and got a picture. I debated on posting it on Facebook. I decided to make the prank funnier to post and let him find out on his own.

"Dad! Wake up!" I said shaking his shoulder.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at me.

"Dad wake up!!" I said half laughing.

"I'm getting up just give me a minute."

"Alright see ya." I said walking out the door the door smiling.

Any minute he'll go in the bathroom and see Santa Louis.

"He's getting up." I told my mom sweetly.

"Ok today our shopping day, are you ready to go?"

"Of course! I'm always ready to shop!"

"AHHHHH!!!!" I heard a scream that sounded a lot like my dads.

He ran down the satires with a half mad half laughing face.

"Layla did you do this?"

"What do you think?" I said with a grin.

He wiped his face off and now had whipped cream and jelly all over his hand.

He started walking toward me and I knew what he was gonna do.

"NOOO!!" I screamed running away towards the living room.

He started running and I came to a dead end of the room with no way out.

He came up and wiped his hand all over my face.

"DAD!!"

We both started laughing like crazy as we walked into the kitchen. I wiped my face off and smiled at my mom.

I love my family.

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