When we arrived home I jumped out of the car and smiled "that was nice.. seeing my family. " I sigh and walk inside with Harry. I see him nod "yeah, you were a cute baby.." he coos "still cute.." he walks toward me and I blush, looking up at him. "Oh shush, I wasn't cute, and I'm not cute." I gently push the man. Harry hums, cupping my cheek, he kisses my lips and then heads into the living room. I follow and crawl onto his lap when he sits down on the couch. "You know, I was thinking, you're still young Lou, you should be going to school." He brings up. I look down "I don't wanna go to school daddy. I don't like school.." I pout and looks back up at him. He chuckles and pats my cheek "baby, you gotta go, I'm signing you up, for a private school, all boys school, you will wear uniforms and you will learn new things, it will be good for you." He kisses my nose.
"I guess.. but, I'll miss you" I say softly and then stand up. I watch as the man fondly looks at me, staring my body up and down, making me shift and blush. He nods "I know, I'll miss you too sweetheart." A chuckle comes from his lips "so you better get yourself in bed, got it? Lots of stuff to do tomorrow if you're going to be starting school." I smile and raise my hand to my head, saluting "yes sir" I giggle before marching upstairs, going into the bathroom. I sigh happily and remove my clothes. School. The word bugged me. It was something that just internally made me cringe. I roll my eyes and get into the shower, feeling the hot water soon pour over my body. I wash my hair, my body and then get out, now smelling like vanilla. I dry off with a towel and then walk naked to the room, getting a big T-shirt and some cute socks. A yawn escapes my lips and I crawl on the bed. Within moments I hear daddy's footsteps coming upstairs, he appears in the doorway and he comes toward me, covering me with the blankets. "Goodnight little one.." he whispers, kissing my head, I lean into his touch, "stay with me.." he pout, grabbing his wrist, he chuckles and kisses my hand "I have some work. You'll be okay without me, I will be up later.." I sigh and nod, understanding. "Okay.. hurry though." I turn on my side and cuddle up in the blankets. Even with my eyes shut I feel harrys presence on me for awhile, which made me smile until I soon hear the door click and the light was off. That night I dreamt a lot. About my family. My youth. I missed them. My sisters, my mum. But as long as I was with Harry I knew I'd be okay. Being with him kept my youthfulness alive. And I wouldn't have it any other way.
Harry's pov
"Fucking hell" my head shakes, my eyes hurt from looking at the stupid screen for so long. I stand and shut it, just wanted to have Louis in my arms. My sweet little boy.. I smile and go upstairs, taking off my shirt. The room was dark and I could hear his cute, but kinda noisy snores. I crawl in bed, finding his waist, of course I pull him toward me. My lips kissing his head. He was mine. My boy. My baby. And if anything happens to him I don't know what id do. I couldn't live without him. Even if I wouldn't admit that aloud. It was the truth. I sigh and just lay. I wasn't tired. My mind just couldn't stop about this person next to me. This perfect person who I regret everything cruel I have ever done too. He was innocent, pure, a sunshine of youth.
a type of youth that I never want to ruin.
But just like in the movies, in the books, it's never a fairy tale. and the worst was only yet to come.
I would be his destroyer.
