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"Emmy! Where are you?"

Harry and Emma were playing hide and seek because, let's face it, they're still younger at heart.

Harry just got done counting to 20 and was now searching for Emma.

Harry didn't really know where she would be because he's already checked her room and the living room. He doesn't really go to any rooms other than those two.

Harry walks towards a room down the hall. He assumes Emma is hiding in there considering there's slight noises coming from the inside. Harry didn't know what room this was because he's never been in it before.

Harry carefully opens the door and goes inside.

"Harry?"

Harry jumps and looks towards the bathroom connected to the room to see Louis. He wasn't wearing a shirt and his sweatpants were very low on his hips. In everyone's opinion, he looked hot.

"I-I'm sorry sir."

Louis wouldn't say he was checking Harry out but he was; he really, really was.

"Don't you think those shorts are a bit short babe?"

Harry naturally looked down at his shorts and blushed.

"I-I wear these whenever I'm just around the house. I c-can change if you need me to."

Harry was extremely nervous. If he's being honest, he has the hugest crush louis. Louis was a masterpiece crafted by angels. He was a beautiful creation and Harry doesn't understand how someone can be so beautiful.

"No it's fine, really. Very very fine."

Harry blushed and looked down.

"Harry why didn't you come look for — oh, what's happening?"

"Little Harry here must've came into my room looking for you, I assume?"

Harry nodded and looked up at Emma and Louis.

"I d-didn't mean to, I swear! I was looking for you Emmy and I didn't know this was your dads room. I'm so sorry sir!"

"It's fine little one. It's really fine."

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oh hello nayeska finally updated ???

I hate school so much ugh so many hoes and couples and I'm lonely

anyway hope you enjoyed!

please tell me what you thought of this shitty booty chapter :)

lots of love
-nayeska 👼🏻💌❣

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