Perfect Little Omega (boyxboy)

Chapter 7

A/n: Really quick reminder.. Chapter 5 is Private cause I decided to put a bunch of curse words in it.. sorryyy. But if you want to read it you'll have to follow us. If you followed us and still cant see it then delete the book from your library then follow us and then add the book again. This is only if you want to read chapter 5 (and other private chapters in the future). And trust me, you'll want to read it because I told you to read it and I'm your mother and this is an order. Read chapter 5 ...please. We love you guys so much and we'll continue to ruin you innocence. - Emma.

LOUIS'S POV

I woke up soaking wet and with Harry's arms wrapped around my body. It felt like a million degrees and to make it worse we didn't have air conditioners in the house. We had one flimsy fan in the living room. It's ridiculous how they could have us living in this small hell hole with no AC. Sweat was pouring from almost every pore in my body. I turned my head to if Zayn was still sleeping but his side of the bed was empty and it seemed like he'd been gone for a long time. I looked at the alarm clock which read 7:38am. It took me forever to pry Harry's arms off of me but eventually I got him off and then took a shower.

Taking a shower when your nervous if the worst thing you could possibly do. I kept thinking about Jay not liking me. What if she's a bitch too? What if she tells me that the reason she put me up for adoption was because she didn't love me. I couldn't remember my childhood much and I've never seen any pictures of me when I was little so I couldn't help but to wonder. After coming up with 20 reasons of why I shouldn't leave the shower today, Calum interrupted my 21st reason.

"...Reason number 19, I could get run over by a truck and die. Reason 20, I could stub my toe and die. Reason 21, a giant alligator cou-". "Louieee I gotta use the bathroom! You've been in there for 30 minutesss." Who the hell is that? I couldn't tell because the voice sounded muffled. "Which Aussie are you again?" I yelled through the shower curtain. "Louis, that's so rude. I your favorite Aussie." the voice said slightly annoyed. " Lukey-poo? Is that you?" I squealed. "Oh, you wanker. It's Calum. Now get out of thereee!" I thought about it long and hard. ( A/N Ahaaa "long and hard" ;) - Emma)

"Oh, Calum? The one who ate Ni Ni's chips? Now why would I let you use the bathroom after you committed that terrible sin?" I waited for his stupid excuse. "He said I could have them! Pleaseee I have to go!" he whined through the door. "Why can't you use your bathroom?" he whined a bit louder at my response. "Causee, Michael and Luke are in thereee. Pleasee." he said sounding like he wanted to cry. "Alright, what do you have to do a number 1 or number 2?" I waited for his answer while I turned off the water and grabbed a towel. "Uhh.. a number 2" he whispered. "A number what? I couldn't hear you." While I waited for his answer I began drying my skin. "A number 2 Louis! Pleasee I have to gooo." he whined again.

I almost dropped my towel at his response. "Cal?" I said while putting on my light pink lace panties. "Yea" he whispered back. "Here's what to do. Go next door and knock on the girls dorm. And maybe if your lucky Perrie might led you a plastic bag to shit in. You've gone mad if you think for a second that I'd let you poop in my bathroom." I said while putting on my clothes and starting my make-up. "I hate you McCain." he spat and I heard his footsteps as he ran out of the bedroom.

After trying to cover up the huge zit on my cheek I realized it wasn't working so I wiped off the concealer and just put on mascara. I didn't even want to attempt eyeliner because every time I try it I get too ambitious and then try doing the wing. It never ends well. I always end up crying because it comes out terrible. I checked the time on the clock in the bathroom and it read 8:39am. I left the bathroom to see Harry still sound asleep. He had kicked off the blanket and there was some wet spots on the bed from his sweat. As I approached the bed I called out his name. "Harryy." he didn't move a muscle. I climbed on top of him and whispered in this ear. "Daddy, wake up." This went on for 2 minutes and then after that I got frustrated and left.