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26 - Tea Party

"I won't tell Mum." Fizzy whispers to Louis as they walk down the stairs.

"If you figured it out, how wouldn't she?"

"Harry has hickeys on his neck. Just tell him to pull up the collar of his shirt."

"Okay," Louis replies, looking at Harry. "Pull up your—"

"I could hear you and Fizzy talking." Harry mumbles, cutting Louis off. He had already pulled up the collar. 

"Oh."

So, the trio continues down the stairs and bombards the kitchen, where they find Daisy and Phoebe making sandwiches as Lottie watches to make sure there's not a huge mess. Lottie isn't quite doing her job, as by the way she's holding her phone, anyone would be able to tell she's taking a selfie. (Or, many selfies.)

"Lotts," Fizzy says. "You should let me do your hair for tonight."

Lottie nods at her sister, then looks back to her phone. 

"What's tonight?" Louis asks. 

"Lottie has a date!" Daisy cheers. "Fizzy, will you do my hair, too?"

"Of course, love."

"Mine?" Phoebe asks. 

"Mhm!" Fizzy laughs.

Louis smiles at how well all his sisters get along, sometimes. Other times, you wouldn't want to be within a one-hundred mile radius of them all. 

"Ooooh, do his hair, too!" Phoebe points to Harry, admiring his curly hair. 

"Phoebs," Fizzy trails. "he's a boy." Fizzy makes a playful disgusted face at Harry. 

"So what? He'd look cute with pigtails." Lottie snorts, then laughs at Harry's facial expression. 

"I don't think we need to do that..." Harry tries to persuade the girls, but it doesn't work.

"Can we make his hair straight?" Daisy squeals. "I bet it would look pretty."

"I don't know. Can we straighten your hair, Harry?" Fizzy asks the tall boy. 

"No!"

"Pleeeeaaaseee?" Daisy and Phoebe plead, their puppy-dog-faces working on Harry.

"Okay, fine. Fine, straighten my hair!" Harry gives in. "Just stop looking at me like that!" Harry turns to Louis. "Why are your sisters so cute? Gemma wouldn't have been able to get me to agree to having her straighten my hair in a million years. She'd have to do it while I slept."

"Did you hear that, Daiz?" Phoebe smiles. "Harry called us cute."

"He must like us." Daisy whispers loudly, then giggles as she looks up at Harry. 

Louis decides not to spoil their fun, so he pushes Harry towards the little girls. "Harold would like to have tea with you two young ladies." Louis says, sounding as posh as possible. 

The girls giggle and then look to Fizzy, "Do our hair before our date with Harry!" Daisy demands.

"What do you say?"

"Please?"

"Okay, let's go, girls." Fizzy takes their hands; one in each of hers, and leads them up to her room.

When they leave, Harry glares at Louis before cracking a smile. Harry secretly loves it, all the attention. 

"We'd better get you ready," Louis smiles. "the girls do not take tea parties lightly; especially not with handsome lads like you."

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Harry walks in the the twins' room—after he's been all gussied up by Louis. (Gussied up, as in he's wearing one of Louis' old goofy play costumes—a king costume—and a crown in which his curls are getting squished under.) 

As he sits down at a little table that's far too small for him, Daisy and Phoebe come out of Fizzy's room and into their own, wearing puffy bright pink dresses, which match their young pink tinted cheeks. Harry smiles at them, getting up and pulling their chairs out for them. As Harry's about to sit down, he hears Fizzy call out a little wait!, and so, he does. 

And, low and behold, in walks Louis, looking flawless in another one of his costumes; this one's a prince costume. 

So, Harry pulls out Louis' chair for him as he walks over. 

"What a nice gentleman we have here today, ladies." Louis says to the twins. They nod eagerly in agreement. 

So, the tea party begins. Almost right away, Daisy scolds Harry on his poor tea party etiquette, because he reached across the table, rather than had Louis hand him the pretend kettle. 

"Prince Louis?" Phoebe asks.

"Yes, Princess Phoebe?" 

"Why haven't you kissed King Harry yet?" she asks, and Louis is taken aback. 

He doesn't reply right away, as he's shaken by the straightforward manner of his innocent little sister. 

"You want me to?"

"Of course! The people in love always kiss at tea parties!" Daisy responds, so Louis looks over at Harry. 

Harry is shrugging, as if to say why not?, but Louis doesn't think he should be kissing Harry right in front of his little sisters. It just doesn't seem right. 

"Prince Louis, you have to! It's the rules." Phoebe crosses her arms over her chest. 

"Okay, okay." Louis leans over the table and gives Harry a soft kiss that lasts for two seconds at the most. 

"Yay!" Daisy cheers. "But, Prince Louis, remember that Harry is our date for this tea party, okay?" 

"Okay." Louis replies, though he doesn't understand little-girl logic. Why would they want him to kiss Harry, only then to tell him that Harry was theirs? Louis smiles, shaking it off.

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The tea party ends when Daniel gets home with the youngest twins. Louis and Harry politely excuse themselves, because Louis can't wait for Harry to meet his two younger siblings, Ernest and Doris. They are absolutely adorable, precious little babies. 

As soon as Daniel sees Louis and Harry, he smiles. 

"You two wanna hold them?" he asks, as he had one of them in each arm. 

The boys nod, and then Doris is placed in Louis' hold and Ernest in Harry's. Louis can't contain his smile as Harry coos at Ernest, the latter then giggling happily. Adverting his gaze from his boyfriend, Louis begins to play with Doris. He carries her into the living room and sits on the floor, setting her in front of him. Harry follows suit. 

Soon, the babies are worn out from their day out with Dad and playing with Harry and Louis, so they are brought up to their cribs by the boyfriends, and laid softly to bed. 

✖ ✖ ✖ <--i was thinking we should name these
like maybe: albert, lennie, and joshua?? 

anywho, this chapter was so fluffy im cryen

ok i love you all lots xxx

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