Fire for a Heart » lilo

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"excuse me?"

"you heard me. if im going to be a baby, you have to be my daddy."

"but louis, that's so wrong! also do you even have a remote idea of how much trouble we could get in?"

"so?"

"i-i can't be your bloody daddy you idiot."

louis pouts sitting up from the bed feeling a tiny bit hurt from liam's answer, "why not liam? you know you wanna." he says straddles his waist. His finger slowly trails his up his broad chest with a little smirk.

liam shivered at louis' touched no mentally dazed from the older yet smaller boy. "wait... wait, wait, wait -- why me even? Out of everyone why me louis?"

"because."

"because why?"

louis shrugs dropping his hands to his lap up, "because, as much as i love harry, he and niall are freaking it up in the sheets which sadly cancels him out of the question. besides that, im in a world famous band, and if this happened to get out i like calling men daddy...we would be ruined."

"i hate when you're right. god i just hate you in general," liam crossed his arms on his chest just staring at louis for a few measly moments before muttering his answer.

"fine."

"What, really?" louis is surprised and slightly excited in both ways.

"yeah, yeah."

louis fist bumps the air nearly falling backwards off the bed, if he had at least his dirty clothes would have made the impact a little more soft.

"careful baby, wouldn't want you to hurt yourself." liam lean leans down helping louis up before he turns to walk out of the room.

he huffs sticking his bottom lip out pouting.

liam snickers hearing louis' cute little huff as he started cleaning up some of the mess in louis' pigsty.

"ew," he mumbles picking up a piece of moldy pizza. "that's fucking disgusting."

tossing it god knows where, liam wipes his hand on his pants mumbling quiet ways to murder louis in his sleep.

"hurry up lewis," liam hissed not wanting a chew out from management again.

"im coming your highness."

"whatever princess."

louis cooed standing on his toes to pinch liam's cheeks, "you called me princess daddy. So cute!"

"Oh my god, louis, stop it!" he smacks his hands away and rubs his now sore cheeks. "please go fuck yourself." liam grumbles.

"i would, but that's what i have you for now." louis purrs.

"there is no way in hell im ever fucking you."

"aw, why not?" louis pouts again. He was on the way to breaking the most time a person could possibly pout in one day.

liam raised an eyebrow, "really? you're asking why.."

louis nods slowly, "uh yeah."

"i don't like you."

"but, you said i could call you daddy."

"being called daddy is different from actual sex." liam says out kicking an old box of rice out of his way.

"liam! there has to be sex if i call you daddy. it's the rules!" louis reaches forward to grip liam's shirt tightly. "you don't even want me a little bit?"