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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It's Thursday morning and Louis is getting dressed quickly to pick up his mum and sisters from the airport. He throws on some jeans and a t-shirt before grabbing his grey beanie that Harry loves to steal from him constantly; Harry's always borrowing Louis' clothes.
He sits down on the bed, slipping his shoes on before he's glancing at Harry sleeping peacefully.
Harry's been sleeping since Wednesday afternoon; Louis knows it's because he tried to do too much at once. He exhausted his body immensely.
And the only thing going through Louis' mind now is Harry getting sick. His body is weak and tired enough, but Harry has drained himself dry of all energy by doing what he did with Louis the other night.
Louis stands slowly, wishing he would've stopped Harry before he had overworked himself.
"Daddy?" Emma is saying from the doorway.
"Hey, love," Louis whispers to her, "Pappa's still sleeping."
"Are you going to pick up Nana?" She asks him quietly.
Louis picks up his wallet and his phone, "I am, yeah. You wanna ride?"
"Can I stay here and sleep with Pappa?" Emma asks before she yawns.
Louis smiles, "of course. Climb in with him. He won't mind a bit, love."
Emma hurries over to their bed before she's under the covers next to Harry. Harry stirs a little before he sighs out and continues sleeping.
"He's been sleeping a long time," Emma says looking at her father.
"Well, do you remember me telling you that he would be really tired for a while?" Louis asks softly. He has tried to explain Harry's situation to Emma in a way she would understand.
Emma nods a little, her head back on Louis' pillow as she looks at Harry asleep next to her. "Is he going to be ok by Christmas?"
Louis chuckles quietly, "uh, yeah... hopefully. That's like 7 months away, Em... I'm sure he'll feel a bit better by then."
"I hope so," Emma whispers, "love you, daddy."
"Love you, too," Louis smiles as he kisses her head gently. He reaches over and caresses Harry's arm until Harry is moving, "hey, love, I'm leaving, alright?"
Harry rubs his eyes and looks back at Louis, "for the airport?"
Louis nods before he kisses Harry gently. He pushes his hair back and smiles, "Em wants to stay and sleep with you, alright?"
Harry looks at Emma next to him and he smiles instantly, "I'd like that."
Emma smiles and pulls the covers up higher on herself. "Be careful, daddy."
"I will," Louis says before he's looking at Harry, "hey, I love you. Call me if you need something..."
"Louis, I'll probably sleep the whole time you're gone," Harry says in his deep morning voice. He yawns and stretches before he's settling back down next to Emma.
