S.R.S

Chapter 22

HARRY'S POV

"Where is Danny? She's been gone for three hours. She should have been back by now." Louis said as he paced up and down the living room.

"I'm sure she's fine Lou."

"Who knows and It's past Phoenix's dinner time."

"She's already fed him I bet. She's not going to let him starve."

"She didn't take the diaper bag."

"She didn't?" I asked.

"Go look."

I then got up to look in the boys room for Nix's diaper bag.

It was on his changing table.

"She didn't take it because she should have been back by now." Louis said from behind me.

"Okay, come down Louis. I'll give her a call alright?"

"Alright." he nodded.

I then walked down to our room in the basement to get my phone off of the charger.

I got Danny's contact up and hit call as I sat on Louis and I's bed.

She didn't answer so I then got Louis' phone off of his charger and called her.

No answer again.

I then started to get worried.

I went upstairs to tell Louis that there was no answer.

"I swear, I'm going to kick her ass when she gets home." Louis said picking up Patrick since he started to become cranky.

"Well, let's just keep calm. I'm worried too now, but we have to stay calm... for the kids baby."

Louis nodded.

"Let's try to think about Claire-Elizabeth right now. It is her birthday." I said and picked her up with a smile on my face.

"I know!" Louis said and sat next to us with Patty in his arms.

"Hi my little pancake." I said in a baby voice. "Wish your big sissy a happy birthday!"

"Happy birthday Claire-Elizabeth. I love you great big bunches." Louis spoke for him in a high pitched baby voice.

I laughed at the cuteness.

"I mean, I think her birthday party was a success." Louis spoke cuddling into my side and looking at the tv that was on a cartoon channel.

"It was." I nodded. "Minus the fuss Nix was causing."

"Yeah." Louis nodded. "I hope the little guy is feeling better."

"We didn't even get a family photo." I realized.

"Well, after I beat Danny to a pulp, we can take a family photo."

"Alright." I smiled and then kissed his lips.

Right then, our house phone started ringing.

"Don't get it." Louis whined in between our kisses.

"Why not?" I asked as I tried to pull away.

"It's probably a bill collector. No one calls the house phone."

"It could be Danny."

"She'd call our phones first."

"I'm still getting it." I spoke finally pulling away from his grip.

Louis pouted and sat back. He then started rocking Patrick as I walked into the kitchen.