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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The weeks pass by quicker than Harry or Louis wants. Soon, Olivia is 12 weeks old and already holding her head up on her own. And for the past 12 weeks, Harry and Louis both have done their equal shares in taking care of her.
It's the early morning hours of Saturday in May when Louis hears Olivia crying. Harry moves a little before he's trying to sit up.
"I've got it, love," Louis tells him as he's getting up slowly.
"You sure?" Harry asks, his voice deep and sleepy.
"Yeah, babe," Louis assures him, walking around the bed to Olivia's bassinet.
He gently picks her up, grabbing one of the bottles from the table. He sits back down on his side of the bed before he's feeding Olivia. Her eyes are open and she's staring up at him while she's drinking.
Louis grins while he's watching her, "hey, beautiful. You've grown so much."
She continues staring, watching Louis' face closely. Her fingers are grabbing the bottle as she's feeding.
Louis gently fixes her dark hair and smiles as he's whispering, "you're going to have your daddy's hair, you know that? It's going to be so long and curly..."
Harry turns over, glancing at Louis and Olivia with his eyes half open before he closes them and starts snoring again.
For weeks, Louis has been doing the night time shifts for the most part; Harry has been extremely tired and Louis has done everything possible to make sure he sleeps.
Olivia's eyes are still on Louis' face while she's drinking; he gently touches her hand and she automatically takes hold of his finger.
"You're not going back to sleep, are you?" Louis smirks quietly, "you've been quite the night owl, little lady.... keeping Pappa and I up for hours..."
Olivia makes a cooing sound before she's smiling at Louis.
Louis looks at her surprised before he's grinning from ear to ear and patting Harry.
"Harry... Harry, wake up," he says hurriedly.
"What?" Harry asks, his eyes still closed.
"She's smiling," Louis tells him.
Harry sits up some, staring at Olivia in Louis' arms. "What?"
"She just smiled at me," Louis grins as he's staring down at Olivia, "hey princess, you wanna smile again for Pappa?"
Harry finally sits up against Louis, resting his chin on his shoulder as he's watching Olivia.
"Hey, baby girl," Harry whispers softly, and Olivia is instantly looking in his direction. She recognizes both of their voices now. Harry smiles when her eyes meet his.
And once again, she smiles and makes the same sweet noises as she's staring at her father.
Harry's smile grows wider and so does Olivia's. He chuckles a little, "oh my god... I mean, we've caught little ones here and there, but... she's actually responding to us with a smile now."
