All I Want (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 8

"Holden," Louis groaned through a quiet laugh as he tried to pry his son's arms off from around his leg, desperately needing to go into the kitchen.

"Daddy go!!" Holden said as he giggled to himself, wanting to ride on his father's leg as he walked.

Louis rolled his eyes playfully as he tried picking up his leg and just barely took a step with Holden's weight on him. But with some extra force he managed to swing his leg and make his son squeal as he held on for dear life. "My goodness you're getting heavy," Louis said, unable to stop his laughter as he walked into the kitchen, Holden refusing to let go of him.

"Cause I growing!!" Holden said excitedly as he let go of his daddy and smiled happily up at him.

"Ugh, don't say stuff like that," Louis said through a small pout. "You're always gonna be me baby boy," he said, leaning down to kiss Holden's head before getting out paper plates for when Harry shows up with the pizza.

"I know daddy," Holden said softly before wrapping his arms around his father and hugging him.

Louis smiled down at the 3 year and pulled him into his side, unable to grasp how big Holden is, how fast he was growing. And if he was being completely honest he hated it, but there was nothing he could do to about it.

A second later both Tomlinson boys perked their heads up, hearing the door open, and Holden was quick to run towards the foyer, squealing a loud "Harry!!" as he saw the older man.

"Easy big guy! We can't drop the pizza!" Harry said through a loud laugh, scooping up the toddler and balancing him in one arm while his other carried the pizza.

Louis bit his lip as he saw the two come into the kitchen, trying to hold back his small smile at the sight of the curly haired lad. "H go wash your hands before we eat please."

Holden nodded quickly before wiggling out of Harry's arms and running to the bathroom.

"Thought you were talking to me, I was confused," Harry said through a chuckle as he put the pizza on the counter and smiled down at the older lad.

"Well you need to wash your hands too. I just thought with you being 25 you wouldn't have to be reminded," Louis said a bit teasingly.

Harry rolled his eyes as he took a step closer to Louis and placed a gentle hand on his hip, but just as he was about to lean in to give him a quick kiss he noticed the older lad turn his head to get his cheek instead. He furrowed his eyebrows, looking down at him confused but before he could utter anything Louis beat him to it.

"I wanted to talk to you," Louis said quietly as he bit the inside of his cheek and shuffled on his feet.

"Everything okay?" Harry asked with a touch of worry in his voice.

"Yeah, yeah, everythings fine," Louis said, nodding to himself and letting out a deep breath, finally picking his head up to look at the younger lad. "I just... Well I've been thinking the past couple days and you've said some things and I uhm... Well I think that maybe, if you're okay with it to uhm, to tell Holden... Ya know."

Harry felt his jaw go slack as he heard Louis, he wasn't even sure he was breathing at what the older lad was saying. "Tell him? You mean tell him I'm his... That I-I'm-"

"That you're his dad?" Louis asked through a small smile. "Yeah, if you're okay with it," he said softly.

"Yeah, yeah of course," Harry said, unable to stop the wide smile that came to him. "Shit, yes, you don't even have to ask," he said, nearly jumping where he was from feeling so excited.

Louis laughed to himself as he saw Harry freaking out a bit, but he had to remind him of something. "H listen," he said quietly, reaching for the younger lad's arm to steady him. "I don't want to make you feel bad or upset you... But I need to remind you that you haven't been here," Louis said softly. "He has asked about his other parent before you came around and I just want to warn you he might be upset, he might wonder where you were and why you couldn't be here."