Step Father- A Larry Stylinson AU

Chapter 3

(A/n: immediate continuation from the last chapter)

Harry's POV

The sound of rains hitting the windows gradually increased followed by a distant rumble of thunder. It was so faint that I thought that I have imagined it, however one look on the outside world, I knew that I was not dreaming.

I sighed and stood up in order to close all the windows and lock the doors but was stopped when small hands grabbed onto my bigger ones.

I looked to see a very terrified Louis clutching my hand while looking out of a window on his right.

His blue eyes were wide with fear flashing through them. He curled in on himself pushing his legs to his chest making him even more small than he already is, all while holding my hand.

And I shouldn't even think that but he seriously looked like a lost puppy and I wanted nothing more than to just scoop him in my arms and cradle him like a mother does to her newborn.

"Lou, what happened?" I asked, even though I knew the answer before placing myself beside him, slowly.

"S-Storm" he managed to croak out.

"Its okay Lou" I squeezed his hand. "Hey, let go love.  I'm gonna go and close the windows and lock the door. Do you want something to eat? Perhaps drink?" And God, it felt like I was talking to a baby not a 32 year old.

"No I'm fine" he said quietly, still not letting go of my hand.

"Lou, I'll be gone for just a moment. Just close your eyes and hum a song to keep your mind buzy." he nodded before reluctantly letting me go.

He quickly wrapped his arms around his legs and started humming. I went around the house as quickly as possible and only now I'm realizing its so big.

When I came back to the living room, Louis was in the same position as I left him. I strode over to the couch just as a loud rumbling was heard.

Louis latched himself to me as soon as I was seated. I wrapped the blankets over both of us and held Louis as he whimpered.

"Shh its okay. I got you" I cooed at him. He just pressed his face into my neck.

It was like the roles were reversed. He is the father, yet i'm the one cradling him and whispering sweet nothings in his hair.

But i'm not complaining and I'll never in a million years.

The rumbling gradually increased causing Louis' whimpers to increase as well. He straddle my lap and pressed himself as close to me as humanely possible.

To be honest, I was enjoying this very much even though I know its not the time when I have a very kitten like Louis sitting on my lap.

But when you have the man you've always wanted, in your arms, face pressed into your neck, all of your remaining sanity is thrown out of the window.

After about thirty minutes, and a lot of whimpers and raining and roaring of the clouds, Louis' body gradually stopped shaking. He rested his head on my shoulder

"Lou?" I said into the darkness.

"Mhm?" his voice sounded like he was on the verge of sleep.

"You gonna sleep?"

"Yeah" he said quietly.

I wrapped his arms around my neck then stood up with Louis carefully placed in my arms. My hands wrapped themselves around his thick thighs so I don't drop him and his legs wrapped themselves around my waist, clinging to me like a koala bear.

He fisted the back of my shirt and nuzzled his nose to my jawline. His breaths were steady and I knew he was already asleep. His warm breaths were making the hair at the back of my neck stand up.

I carefully climbed the stairs with his now sleeping form. Once I reached the hallway where the bedrooms were located, I adjusted Louis who was snoring slightly, so his face was on the other side of my neck.

I pushed open the door of his room with my leg. I walked over to his bed while looking around the room.

The room was the same size as mine just black and white. The mattress was a creame colour while the duvet was a sheer black colour. Two black coloured pillows were kept neatly against the headboard. A nightstand was standing next to the bed with a long lamp. A dresser was sitting on the far left wall. Portraits and pictures frames were hanging up on the walls. And a window was outstretched just opposite the bed.

It was fairly neat for a messy man like Louis. It was even neater than me. Bed was neatly made with the sheets folded towards the end and not even one thing was out of place.

I placed Louis gently on the bed. Then slowly started to peel of his clothes from his body. First I took of his sweats the his white shirt, leaving him in his boxers.

I covered him with with the sheets. I watched as he wiggled around trying find a comfortable position with a frown etched on his face but I just shrugged it off as nothing.

I leaned down and kissed his forehead then his nose. I wanted so much to just kiss him even if it's just a light brush of lips. I wanted to feel what they felt against mine because he was so close to me and I didn't know if we would ever come this close again.

But I can't take advantage of his state right now so I just whispered a quiet goodnight and kissed his cheek one last time before standing up to my actual height.

Just as I was about to leave, a small 'haz?' Caused me to turn around.

"Yeah?"

"Stay please?" He opened one of his eyes.

"Really?" I couldn't help but ask because I've dreamt about me and him sleeping in one bed but never really thought that it could happen in reality. So it was kinda like a dream come true moment for me.

"Yup. Now c'mon" he shifted a little bit more to his right, making space for me, before patting the bed.

I stripped of my clothes just as him and lifted the covers to get in. As soon as I was under the sheets, Louis pressed himself to my side. He kept his head on my shoulder and placed one of his hands on my chest.

I too wrapped one of my hand around his waist. I sighed blissfully and mumbled a quiet 'goodnight lou' which he returned with 'g'night haz'.

A quiet little yawn escaped his mouth to which I squeezed his waist and pulling him closer to myself. And just like that I slipped into a peaceful slumber with the man of my dreams in my arms.

And the storm was long forgotten.