What does it take to fix an 'almost broken marriage'?
Louis Tomlinson and Harry Tomlinson are getting a divorce after knowing both of them have been cheating on each other.
They were once a happy family with their little girl Darcy, but now it seems...
"You broke your promise! You promised me you, you--" She sobbed.
Oh dear she's crying, no, no, no, no!
"Baby, shhhh, shh, no, don't cry love!" I hushed bringing her in my arms, I hugged her tight and kissed her head multiple times.
I hate seeing my baby cry, especially because of me.
"You-you broke your promise daddy!" She wailed.
"Baby, how 'bout, we-uh, we have a daddy-date today?" I asked.
She sobs, "Daddy-date?"
"Yes baby, a daddy-date, where you and I are going out and do something fun! How does that sound babe?" I told her.
"Really?" She sobbed once more and smiled.
"Yea, now let's go and get you changed!" I said wiping her tears and giving her a smile.
I carried her and I ran towards her room to get changed.
I took a picture of us and posted it on Instagram:
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louist91: Going on a daddy-date with this little sweetie !!
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"Daddy! I want ice cream!" She exclaimed.
"Sure sweetie, let's go!"
We went over to an ice cream shop, and bought some ice cream.
"Hey Darcy!" a familiar voice chimed in.
"Unca Zayn!"Darcy squealed and ran towards the familiar voice.
I turned and saw Zayn hugging my little girl.
"Zayn." I said, speechless.
Why the fuck is he here?! Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
"Hey Lou" he said carrying Darcy in his arms. He walked towards me, and kissed my cheek.
"Hey! Only papa is allowed to kiss daddy!"
"I'll be your papa soon anyways baby." Zayn said smirking at Darcy.
Darcy obviously didn't understand what he's talking about. I glared at Zayn, and he just smiled at me. My phone rang, Harry's calling.
"Boo, my shift just finished. Can I join you and Darcy on your 'daddy-date'?"
"Uh, yea sure Hazz. We're in the ice cream shop near the hospital."
I ended the call and looked at Zayn feeding Darcy her ice cream on a table. Zayn looked at me and I gave him the 'I need to talk to you NOW' look. He understood my facial expression and excused himself from Darcy, leaving her alone to finish her ice cream by herself.
"Hey." he said.
"Don't 'hey' me, you need to leave, Harry's coming and I don't want him to see you. Leave. Now." I told him, my voice angry.
He frowned, "Oh, okay..." He replied unsure.
He told his goodbye's to Darcy, kissed her forehead, and left.
. . .
We waited for about 20 minutes and saw Harry walking in the ice cream shop, still wearing his uniform.
"Papa!" Darcy exclaimed running towards Harry.
Harry carried her and pecked her lips.
"Lou, let's go home, I'm making dinner." He said smiling at me.
He drove us home, since he brought a car with him, and Darcy and I just walked. I texted Zayn saying:
To: Zayn Malik
Sorry about earlier babe, I'll make it up to you next time. xx
After I sent the message, I deleted it and I felt Harry's other arm on my leg.
"Hey, two hands on the wheel." I teased, Darcy and Harry just laughed.
