Opposites Attract (Marcel&Louis Stylinson)

Chapter 49

Louis' POV

Did she just.. did she really just... oh my goodness.

"Ani.." Marcel almost whispered as a smile spread on his face.

Ani's face flustered as she lied back down on her bed and pulled the covers over her head,

"I'm sorry if that was rude but I've been wanting to call you that and I tell you that I love you. Please don't be upset."

She hid herself so protectively that I just wanted to launch myself at her and shower her with kisses.

"No," I spoke as I slowly approached her, "That's mad, Ani. We're not upset at all."

I sat down on the outside of her bed and pulled the covers down so I can see her face. She was in tears.

"Why are you crying?" I asked with a gentle voice as I wiped the tears away for her.

"I don't know," She said quietly, "I was just scared you wouldn't let me say those words."

"Ani," I smiled, "We've been waiting for you to say that for a while now."

"Really?" She instantly beamed with joy.

I nodded, "Ani, daddy loves you too."

She halfway sat up to wrap her arms around my neck and I held her securely with all the happiness I gained. After we pulled away, we both looked at Marcel who was stood still in the exact same spot. He was crying.

"Babe," I got up and walked over to him, "What's wrong?"

Seems like I'm the one to wipe the tears away for the ones I love these days. I'm not complaining though.

"I.." He gasped for air as he roughly cried. Some snot ran down his red nose, his vision unclear due to all the tears, and his lungs begged for air in between words, "I'm... just... so.... happy."

I couldn't help but laugh. I made sure it wasn't the kind of laugh that would offend him in any way.

"Talk to Ani," I said in a low voice for only him to hear.

He grabbed the ends of his shirt and brought it to his face to wipe, revealing his toned body. I stared at his abs and couldn't help but get butterflies.

He walked over to Ani and sat down where I sat earlier, "Hi."

"Hi," She was biting her nails in nervousness, "Are you upset?"

"No no no," He brought his hands up to cup her face, "Thank you for accepting your father and I. I love you so so much baby girl."

She smiled wide before they embraced in a cute hug.

"I love you too, papa," She said into his shoulder.

Hold up, what? I get 'dad,' but Marcel gets 'papa'? Papa sounds cooler than dad. This isn't fair.

"Papa?" I asked loudly.

They both turned to look at me with innocent eyes.

"What?" Marcel questioned.

"Ani, did you just call him papa?" I asked strictly.

She nodded, waiting for me to comment.

The corners of my lips turned in a motion that I normally do when I'm upset or sad,

"Cool," I said before walking out of the room.

I entered the bathroom in my room to use the toilet, shower, brush my teeth, then walked naked to the closet for new boxers.