Beneath The Lies (Completed)

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"I can't believe I agreed to
this." Louis whines.

He's sitting in Harry's three sitter truck, Lucas is in between them in his little car seat, his wide eyes looking around at the scenery they are passing.

Harry had surprised them with tickets to a camping resort. He had also done it in front of Lucas! So Louis hadn't the heart to say no when he saw his Little boy's eyes light up so big.

"Stop whining and get your gps out, would you? I don't know which way to go." Harry says, rolling his eyes.

"Why not, Hazzy?" Lucas pouts, leaning over to lean his head on Harry's arm, "Don't big people know everything?"

Harry chuckles, "Not always." He says, then glances at Louis, "I turn left here, right?"

"Right." Louis says and Harry switches his blinker to flicker in the right direction, making Louis immediately snap his head up.

"No you idiot!" Louis scolds as Harry turns right, Harry looks at him with a confused face, "I was agree with you that you need to turn left you absolute idiot!"

"Tell your daddy to chill out." Harry whispers not so quietly to Lucas, rolling his eyes.

"Are you sure he won't get mad if I tell him?" Lucas asks in a louder voice. Louis just listens to them, his annoyance fading by the second.

"No, no." Harry says, glancing over at Louis, making eye contact, "Your daddy loves you and would never get mad at you."

Lucas pouts, "So I tell daddy to chill out then he not get mad anymore?"

"That's right." Harry smiles, eyes on the road.

"So I should have told Papa not to get mad so he would not hurt my daddy anymore? S' my fault?"

"No!" Louis rushes, moving to lift Lucas's face his his index finger, "I want you to promise Daddy that you won't ever think it's your fault."

Lucas's eyes fill with tears as he shakes his head, "But Papa hurt you because I did not tell him to chill!"

"No baby." Louis coos, wiping a tear away, "Papa only did those things because I was being bad, okay?" He says slowly, "He wouldn't have listened if you did, baby. It's not your fault."

"Okay." Lucas smiles, leaning up to peck his dad's lips.

"Okay?"

"Okay if we get ice cream only." He tests and Louis rolls his eyes leaning away and looking at Harry who had tears rolling down his face.

"Harry I-"

"I think theres a cafe up here, Luke, do you want some ice cream now?" Harry asks, a smile on his face as he ignores Louis's stare.

"Yes Hazzy." Lucas smiles, "But I don't know a luke."

Harry sighs and chuckles fondly, "It's short for Lucas."

"What's short for me?" He asks, eyebrows furrowed, he's genuinely confused.

"Nothing love." Louis says, a small smile on his face as Harry pulls into the cafe parking lot.

Soon they are all out of the truck and walking inside, Harry following behind Louis. He has to do everything in his power not to sport a boner because the shorts that Louis is wearing should be illegal.

Harry doesn't seem to be the only one that thinks so, because as they are making their way towards a booth, a buff, older looking man smacks Louis's bum with a smirk, earning a few snickers from his friends.

"Oi!" Louis hisses, "Don't touch me again, you old fuckface."

"What ya gonna do about it princess? Throw glitter in our eyes?" He jokes, laughing and Harry then feels the absolute need to but in.

"Fuck off." Harry growls, "The only one that gets to even look at his ass is me, got it? So leave us the fuck alone while we have to have a family lunch with out child." He finishes, walking off when the man just laughs and holds his hands up.

As soon as the are sat down, Louis leans over and presses a kiss to Harry's cheek. A blush on his cheeks.

Harry turns to look at him, a smile on his face, "You are blushing." He notes, "You like me being possessive, hm?"

Louis's cheeks get hotter and he shrugs, avoiding eye contact with the man who could read him so well. "I mean it's okay."

Harry smirks, leaning down to press his lips to Louis's ear, "You like the attention, don't you princess? That's good because I've got plenty to give."

Louis's eyes go wide and suddenly he feels the same amount of nervousness that he had felt when Harry first approached he and Liam's lunch table, after Liam made that god-awful sex pun.

Harry presses a kiss to the underside of Louis's ear, sending shivers down Louis's spine.

"Daddy?" And sadly, for Harry, It was Lucas speaking and not Louis.

"Hm?" Louis replies, taking a menu and looking over it.

"Can I get more than just ice cream?" He asks nervously, "Please."

"Yeah, Lucas." Harry speaks up, "It's on me, get whatever you want."

"I'm about to get double what I wanted if that's the case." Louis grins, making Harry shake his head fondly.

"Aren't you supposed to be cliche and offer to pay your side of the check?" Harry asks, raising an eyebrow.

"Maybe, but I'm not gonna." He grins, "Plus, we all know you would win in the end and it would just be a waste of conversation- kinda like this conversation is a waste too."

Harry laughs, moving his hand to rub at his forehead, "You're amazing, baby."

Louis flushes and turns to look at Lucas who is tearing up some napkins and putting the pieces into a tiny heart shaped figure.

Louis wants to scold him for making a mess, but he finds him watching closely at his baby boy mess about. He loved him so much.

It wasn't until Harry's arm wrapped around his waist and pull him closer that he thought; Yeah, maybe I can do this.