Poor Boy - Complete | L.S

Chapter Nine

"Hello Sir, I hope you had a good day at work." Louis chirped the minute Harry walked through the door. The man smiled fondly at the shorter boy who was holding Darcy.

"Daddy!" She cheered, both males chuckled.

"Hey, Darce." Harry ran his fingers through her hair before turning his attention to Louis. He watched as the young boy put his daughter back on the ground, the girl running upstairs.

"Hello Louis, I had a good day thanks. I hope Darcy was well behaved for you." Harry answered as he walked towards the Kitchen, Louis in tow.

"Yes, an angel as usual." Louis smiled because Darcy was truly a sweetheart; just like Harry.

"Great." Harry had paused before an idea came to mind. "Oh, I completely forgot to give these to you." The elder man rushed into another room, leaving a confused Louis alone. However, his questions were soon answered when Harry returned with an arm full of shirts.

"Here, I got these for you." The curly haired man smiled as he placed the gift on the counter.

"Me?" Louis spoke softly as he inspected the items. Harry nodded enthusiastically.

"I-I cannot accept this Sir... I do not need these."

If Harry was a snob, he could have easily pointed out that Louis' current t-shirts were three sizes too small and years old... yet he didn't.

"Louis, I said these were for you. Just say thank you." Harry smiled, showing that although he spoke with authority, he was not angry.

The small boy gulped at Harry's demanding tone; "Thank-thank you, Sir."

With that Harry was pulling a few hundred dollar bills out of his pocket.

"Good job today Louis, here you go. Day's pay..." Harry smiled kindly.

With that Louis was blushing as he stuttered out a thank you and left Harry and Darcy to their own.

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"Hey, Lou." Liam smiled as his brother returned home.

The small boy returned the gesture as he passed Liam the two hundred dollars in cash. He worked from 7 am to 5 pm, $20 an hour. Therefore, he earnt $200 a day. That money certainly helped their family pay bills and put food on the table, Liam was forever grateful.

"What is with the stack of shirts?" Liam quizzed as his little brother set the pile of clothing down on the kitchen counter.

Louis sighed as he told Liam it was a gift from Harry.

"Umm Harry gave them to me.." He trailed off in embarrassment. It was sweet of the older man, yet it still demonstrated the distinct gap in his wealth.

"Hey, don't be embarrassed, Lou. That is kind of him. Take 'em to your room yeah?"

Louis nodded along at Liam's words, carefully walking down the hallway attempting to see over the tall pile of what must be at least a dozen shirts.

However, as the small boy was folding the polo shirts something caught his eye. There hanging out of one of the pockets was three hundred dollar bills.

Louis' eyes widened... that was a lot of money... well for him. Harry probably saw it as minuscule.

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The next day, Louis made sure to stuff the money in his pocket he planned on giving it back to Harry immediately.

That is exactly what he did.

"Hello Louis, good to see you again."

"Hi-hi Sir... umm I think y-you left this in the pocket of the shirts you gave me." Louis smiled sheepishly as he handed Harry the money.

The older man's face contoured into a look of shock. He had put that money in there on purpose, in hope Louis would keep it... aid his financial situation at home... yet here he was giving it back.

The moral option.

Harry merely smiled sadly, because Louis was an actual angel.