Opposites Attract 2 (Harry&Louis)

Chapter 9

Harry's POV

We couldn't believe it. Uncle Louis and Uncle Harry right before our very eyes. Louis had a puzzled expression while Will just smiled brightly. Ani took a moment then ran into their open arms.

"I hope this isn't a dream," she mumbled into Marcel's sweater.

"It's not baby girl," Louis kissed the top of her head, "We're so happy to see you."

She started to cry and Marcel did too. He wiped his tears and kissed her cheek several times.

"I love you I love you I love you," he spoke while pecking her some kisses.

"I love you too," she laughed, wiping her own tears.

"Will," Louis smiled and approached him, "How are you, my boy?"

"I'm great sir," Will smiled back and gave Louis a heart-warming hug, "It's been ages."

"How are you doing?!" Marcel walked up to Will with a hug.

Louis and I remained on the floor as they all interacted. I didn't want to ruin their moment. I know this means a lot to Ani. Louis looked gloomy for reason.

"You okay?" I whispered into his ear.

He nodded back and took a hold of my hand, "Yeah I'm okay."

I knew he was lying because he seemed uncertain and kept his eyes to the ground.

"Harry!!!" Marcel picked me up and hugged me tight, "My Hazza boo."

I laughed and hugged him back tightly, "I missed you Uncle Marcy."

"You're so grown oh my god," Marcel let go of me and put one hand on his hip, "Let me look at you. Ohhhh my skittles, you look so handsome."

"Looks just like you, Marcy," Niall entered the living room, "And you don't look a day over 18 either."

"Oh stop it you," Marcel blushed then snorted.

"LOUIS!!!" Liam jumped into uncle Louis' arms and kissed his cheek, "You made it."

"Yeah!" Uncle Louis held Liam and kissed him back.

Niall gently hugged Marcel and rested his chin on Marcel's shoulder, "I missed you so much man."

"Me too," Marcel's tall form took over Niall's small one, "It's not the same when we skip."

"Skip?" Ani laughed, "Do you mean skype?"

"Yeah whatever that thing is," Marcel nodded.

He was wearing one of Louis' jerseys and jeans. Uncle Louis, however, wore a sleeveless shirt that showed his tan, muscular skin, a pair of grey joggers, and a beanie.

"How do you stay so young?" Niall held Marcel's hand.

"Marcy keeps me young," Uncle Louis smiled and glanced over to my Louis.

"Woah," he spoke, "Did we go back in time or is that a mirror?"

"Hello," Louis waved and stood up beside me, "I'm Louis."

"No.. I'm Louis," uncle Louis laughed. He walked up to us and observed Louis, "This is wicked."

"Woah," Marcel approached us and soon everyone gathered around, "The similarity is magnificent."