The Wanted

House Guest

Louis was set behind the coffee table, Cinderella playing on the telly in front of him. His attention would flip between the animated movie to his addicting cars. His hair was messy, though Harry was going to fix that as soon as Louis forgave the man for bathing him. Apparently Little Louis hated baths. Despised anyone -Harry- who gave them to him.
As the older man crept to the couch with a brush in hand, he kissed Louis' temple gently running it through his neatly trimmed hair. That was another thing about little Lou. Liam was in control of his unruly hair. He had it cut the second day he knew Louis was to young to stop him. The boys only prayed that whenever Louis did remember, he would forget what had recently been happening.
When Louis finally had his hair brushed, toys were being played with again, and everything was calm; there was a knock on the door. Liam ran to open it before Louis could himself -He was always nosy- revealing Tom, Max, Siva, Jay, and Nathan. "Hey guys." Liam greeted, "Hey mate." Tom returned, "Have any plans today?"
"Niall and I do, Harry, Lou, and Zayn are staying home." Liam replied, "Great... D-do you mind watching Nath?" Jay questioned, "No! Of course not. Louis would love to have someone to play with." Liam remarked bringing the lad in, "Thank you so much! I'll be back later, be good Nathan!" Tom warned as he left. Liam led Nathan to the living room seeing Louis sucking on one of his bears ears whilst happily watching his movie, "Louis get that out of your mouth. That's disgusting. Nathan is here to play with you baby!" Liam exclaimed taking the bear from the boys reach. Louis grinned at him waving, "Hi Nath!"
"Hey Lou." Nathan returned plopping on the couch while Louis remained on the floor. Minutes passed before a groggy Zayn stumbled in shirtless asides from the dark grey sweats he styled. Liam peaked in waving a quick bye to him, kissing Louis' hair, "Bye Nath."
"Bye Li." Nathan grumbled, he didn't want to be here. Louis glanced up as Zayn flopped down in a recliner, "Zaynie!" Louis gushed springing up from the floor running to the man, "Hey bubba, hey Nath."
"My name is Nathan." The teenager corrected, "Geez, I thought I was bad in the morning." Zayn mumbled to himself, "Breakfast!" Harry called from the kitchen, Louis pulled Zayn in as he sat in his chair kicking his feet while he waited for his food. "Morning Nathan. I made pancakes, the different kinds of syrups are over there." Harry explained handing the boy a plate of food, Nathan grabbed the strawberry syrup taking his own seat drizzling some over the sweet flapjacks. "Want that too!" Louis exclaimed, "You're gonna get pancakes bubba." Zayn assured with a smile, "My name Lewis!" Louis sharply reminded just like Nathan had, "I give up, god gave me grumpy band babies this morning." Zayn mumbled going to have a smoke. Harry sighed handing Louis his breakfast before getting the chocolate syrup, "N-no! No Hazzy, I want that." Louis whined, "The strawberry? Baby you don't like that kind. Only Li Li does."
"A-and Nathan." Louis pointed out, Harry rolled his eyes drizzling the chocolate over Louis' pancakes, "You beg me to make pancakes for you, I'm not about to put something on them you won't eat." Harry remarked cutting up the flapjack bringing some to Louis' mouth, though the lad didn't open like usual. No. He didn't get his strawberry syrup. He didn't get what Nathan got. Therefore Nathan wouldn't play with him. At least that's what Louis thought anyway, "Either eat this or go take a nap whilst Nathan plays." Harry warned, "H-hazzy p-please. I no want it." Louis whimpered, Harry sighed holding his head in his hand, "Louis this is your last chance. You don't like what Nathan's eating baby." Louis finally opened tears in his eyes as he ate the delicious breakfast though he pouted the whole way through it. When done Harry set him down to play with Nathan.
"You play cars?"
"Whatever." Nathan grouched throwing the one Louis had given him across the room. It hit the wall making a small thud. Louis giggled throwing his own small hot wheels car across the room, his own making that tiny thud. Although Harry heard this one, "Louis we don't throw stuff. That'll get you in the naughty corner." Harry reminded, "B-but Hazzy, it make music!" Louis beamed happy he had discovered it. "I don't care what it does. No more throwing." Harry remarked sternly going to leave when Louis mumbled a small "whatever."
"What did you say to me young man?"
"Whatever." Louis repeated as if Harry was stupid, "You just earned yourself ten minutes in the naughty corner." Harry snarled dragging him to the corner slapping his backside once to stand up, "I didn't say sit down. Stand up. Nose in the corner." Harry ordered leaving the room as Louis' time ticked in time out. He was supposed to be thinking of an apology, though he couldn't. Louis simply wasn't sorry. Nathan had said it, why couldn't he? Nathan was older. And his friend. Friends don't get friends in trouble.
"Alright you can come out now babe." Harry announced after eight minutes in reality. Usually in the naughty corner Louis is sobbing as soon as he's placed. However not even a tear rolled down his cheeks, "What do you say?"
"S-sorry Hazzy." Louis muttered not meaning it. "For?"
"S-saying Whatever."
"Alright. It's okay baby, give me a cuddle." Harry soothed holding his tightly. Kissing the top of his head Harry sent Louis to resume playing.