DDM (age 6)
"Ok, alright, I will be there in a few minutes, thank you," Louis told the school secretary over the phone before grabbing his coat and telling the boys that he had to stop recording for the day.
He got to your school in record time, panicking the whole way before jumping out of the car and running up to the door. "Oh baby," he cooed seeing you sat in the medical room, pale as a ghost. "C'mere it's alright Daddy's here," he whispered against your head while crouching in front of your chair and kissing the side of your head. "Lets go home," he cooed picking you up.
"She hasn't been sick but has gagged a few times," the nurse told Louis before he wrapped your blanket he had brought with him around you and tucking your head into his chest. "Aww, I know baby, we're going to get you better very very soon," he cooed as you whimpered. You were soon at the car and he carefully placed you into your car seat, running his cold hand over your forehead. "Shhh," he comforted, buckling you in before running around to the drivers side.
Halfway through the car ride, Louis heard a gasp and then looked in the rear view mirror to see you had been sick. You cried out of shock so Louis leaned back with one hand and rubbed your tummy. "It's ok Y/N," he cooed pulling into your drive. Louis gave out an over-exaggerated groan trying to make you laugh as he got you out of the car but you didn't even let out a smile. Louis sighed and tied your blanket around your neck so you could walk to the house while he got your bag out, following you into the house.
"Go lay down honey," he commanded softly and you obeyed going into the living room and laying down on the sofa. "Daddy's just going to get you some pj's," he told you turning on the TV and making his way upstairs. He grabbed a long sleeved top and some shorts before going to back downstairs. He pulled you down by your feet playfully and pulled off your tights and skirt. "Stand up baby," he told you and you stood up on his lap, him pulling your shorts up before patting your bum. He then took off your cardigan and polo shirt. "Arms up," he commanded and put your pyjama top on.
He groaned lifting you into his arms and laying down on the sofa with you on his chest. "Want some calpol?" he asked and you nodded your head as he stroked your hair back. "And some hot chocolate?" he asked and you nodded excited as he laughed laying you back on the sofa and turning on Frozen for you to watch.
Louis grabbed the calpol, some crackers and made you some hot chocolate before heading back into the living room. "Here baby," he cooed spooning some calpol on and giving it to you. "Good girl," he praised handing you your hot chocolate.
He then laid down behind you patting your tummy and rubbing it a bit before kissing your head. "Daddy will make you better, I promise," he cooed.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------A/N Thank you for the idea @Jazz1482 for the idea and a huge thank you everyone for reading this. As I said on my other book, I accidently deleted my other BSM book. Please help to make this book as popular as that.
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