Louis Tomlinson is a well respected Doctor whose life revolves around his work and his 8 year old daughter... until he meets Harry Styles, who becomes his daughter's art teacher. Harry becomes a part of their lives, loving Louis' little girl Emma li...
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Louis is pulling into his drive, and Harry's eyes are glancing around at every detail of this huge home that sits on the hillside in West Hollywood.
"Wow," he says softly.
Louis smiles a little as the garage opens.
Harry steps out before reaching into the backseat to grab his painting of Emma and the wine from the restaurant. He follows Louis into a hallway, Louis closing the garage door behind them.
Louis begins down the hall, while Harry freezes as soon as he has walked into Louis' kitchen. He's never seen a house quite like this.
"I'm home," Louis calls to Emma. He finds her lying on the sofa, her nanny sitting in the chair across from her.
"Hi, daddy," Emma immediately sits up when she sees Louis.
Harry's standing in the doorway, his eyes falling on Emma; he instantly smiles when he sees her.
"You feeling better?" Louis asks as he takes a seat next to her, looking over at her nanny, "you can go, Maggie, thank you."
"You're welcome," she smiles at Louis, "hope you're feeling better by tomorrow, Emma."
Ms. Goodwin stops and gives Harry a small smile before she's gathering her things to leave.
Harry walks slowly over to the sofa, Louis' looking up at him.
"Emma, this is Harry," Louis starts, "Harry, Emma."
"Hello, Emma," Harry smiles at her, "it's really nice to meet you. I've heard so much about you."
"Have you?" Emma asks as blue eyes stay on green eyes.
Harry sits down on the coffee table in front of the sofa, the painting still in his hands, "yeah, your dad has told me loads about you."
Louis smiles to himself before his eyes divert between Harry and Emma.
"He told me you weren't feeling well," Harry begins, "what if I told you I had a present just for you? Would it help you feel better?"
