Phils PoV:
I wake up slowly sitting up, trying not to disturb Dan in his sleep. Slipping on my glasses I walk downstairs to see Lissy, Charlotte and Shannon in sleeping bags on the living room floor with popcorn everywhere. It makes me laugh quietly.
"Phil?" I hear a quiet whisper, I turn round to see Charlotte lift her head slightly. "Hey charl." I giggle, still whispering trying not to wake the other 2 up, but it's too late, Shannon lifts her head slowly smiling. "Shann?" I ask, she puts her finger upto her mouth to tell me to be quiet. I listen to hear Lissy lightly snoring. Shannon raises her hand and slaps Lissy hard on the face, making Lissy jump up in confusion.
I laugh lightly and go to the bathroom to get changed, I promised Dan I would talk to Oli today...
*an hour later*
I walk up hesitantly to Oli's door, I knock lightly, hoping they're awake.
The door opens slowly and I see Oli's eyes widen. "Phil come in..." I walk in to see James and Theo running around in just a t-shirt and a nappy, he does know they're potty trained right? Does he even have a potty?
"UNCLE PHIL!" They shout running into my arms, I hug them while Oli just stairs at me. "Boys go to daddies room, me and uncle Phil need to talk." Oli fake laughs, the boys run into the room, slowly closing the door.
I look around, their is no toys, nothing, the boys have nursery. "Oli the boys, have nursery, and they need toys, a potty, a bed." I say.
"They can use their imagination, what were you gonna tell me?"
I lose whatever I've come here for as my worries for the boys grow higher.
"They can't imagine a potty or a bed Oli, is that a new laptop you have? The new MacBook, more expensive then a potty and a bed put together?" He looks down guilty.
"Did you come here to insult my parenting style?" His pupils are wide, was he drunk lastnight? I rush over to the bin to see 8 beer cans, piled in.
"It doesn't matter why I'm here, pass me the boys bags." I demand, opening the bedroom door. Oli tries to stop me but I quickly push him off.
"Oh yeah? What you gonna do wid dem!" He shouts in my ear.
"Taking them to their family, now get off me! You can see them when you sort yourself out but they don't deserve this Oli! Boys come on, let's get you in some real clothes." I say holding out my hands. The boys quickly run and I take them into Oli's lounge, taking their nappies off and cleaning them, putting on their pants and t-shirts, I fasten up their coats and put them their prams.
Oli tries to talk me out of it, but I ignore him and take the boys out, slamming the door behind me.
"Can we see mummy? She said we can have ice-cream when we next see her." Asks James, playing with the zip on his coat. I smile slightly, kids are the most precious things in the world, how could Oli not see that?
