When You Least Expect It (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 13

"Lou... Loueh," Harry whispered, kissing his husband's temple and rubbing his back gently, trying to wake him up. "Come on love, we have to get the kids up."

"10 more minutes," Louis mumbled into his pillow, clutching at the comforter around him and tugging it over his head to shield the bright morning sun from his eyes.

"You said 10 more minutes 15 minutes ago," Harry laughed quietly into Louis' hair as he tried to pull the cover off his head. "Can you please help me get the kids up? I have to leave for London soon and I would really like it if you spent some time with me before I left."

Louis let out a small breath, actually pulling the comforter off his head and rolled over to face the younger lad. "You're lucky I love you," he mumbled as he wiped the sleep from his eyes.

Harry rolled his eyes, Louis always being a bit grumpy in the morning, it almost being harder to wake him up than the kids. "Yeah, you showed me just how much you loved me last night," he smirked, dipping his head and gently connecting their lips, that managing to wake his husband up a bit.

Louis hummed and smiled against Harry, wrapping his arms around his neck and pulling him in just a bit closer. "Well just in case you forgot I could remind you before we get the kids up."

"As nice as that sounds I have to pack and we have four kids that have to get to school," Harry said, pecking his husband's lips one last time and hopping off the bed before Louis could try to stop him.

Louis pouted at the younger lad for a second, knowing Harry wasn't going to budge since they were already late but at least he tried. "So I'm driving Rosie to school today, not just Charlie and the twins?"

"Yeah I can't take her," Harry said, shuffling through his dresser and throwing a few shirts into his bag. "Right after breakfast Niall is picking me up and we're leaving."

Louis let out a quiet breath as he pat Dezzy good morning before shuffling into the bathroom to at least try to get ready for the day. He knew this upcoming week wasn't going to be all that fun with Harry in London to work on the cafe but he was going to try to make the best of it and finish the plans for their anniversary party.

"Do you need any help packing love?"

"No, thank you though," Harry breathed out, just shoving things in his bag. "Can you get dressed and get the kids up though?"

"I don't have practice till later, I'll put pants on then," Louis waved off, already heading towards the door and shuffling down the hall to the kids' rooms. "Rosie, my love, it's time to wake up," he knocked on her door before pushing it open and immediately hearing the 15 year old groaning from the bed.

"I'm sick, I can't go, leave me alone."

"Nope, come on sweetheart, I'm not falling for it," Louis said, making his way towards her, sitting on the mattress and gently rubbing her back. "Breakfast is in 20 minutes, I expect you to be downstairs and ready for the day by then," and with that he kissed her head and left the room.

Next were the twins and Louis knew those little tyrants were always the worst to wake up, he usually had Harry get them ready in the morning.

"Alright Tommo twins, let's go, the day has begun!" he said, as soon as their door was open getting hit in the face with a flying pillow. "Rory Joseph I hope that was an arm twitch and you didn't throw that on purpo-"

And again another pillow hit his face, this time coming from Cameron and all Louis could do was just stand there and try not to start screaming, it was too early for that.

"Alright, well I'll see you both downstairs in 20 minutes, if you're not down there no dessert for a week," he said, already turning on his heel and leaving their room.