Stuck (l.s)

11

Louis' P.O.V.

I'm so confused. Harry didn't want a baby, but now all of a sudden he does. It just makes me even more nervous to tell him about the one coming in less then 7 months. I walk into Carter's room and see she's fast asleep cuddling with her teddy bear Harry won her at her first fair. I smile looking down at our beautiful little girl, I lean down to give her a kiss on her head, then walk out to Wesley's room. I could see him move slightly, trying to get comfortable. I look at the time on his clock and see it's almost 1 a.m.

"Hey buddy, are you ok?" He looks over at me, then gets up holding onto me tightly.

"Had a bad dream Papa"

"What was the dream about little one?"

"Don't wanna tell, too scary"

"It's alright baby, nightmares aren't real, they're only your imagination. Wanna come sleep with me and Daddy tonight?" He just nods still holding on to me, meaning he wants me to carry him. I carry him on my hip, rubbing his back up and down while walking in Harry and I's room.
Harry was still asleep on his side of the bed, so I carefully set Wesley down in between us. Wesley moves closer towards Harry trying to get Harry's arm to go around him. I giggle at his attempt to pick Harry's gigantic arm up. Harry finally opens his eyes and smiles softly, wrapping his arm over Wesley. Right when I sat down Carter came through the doorway.

"Papa?" I walk over to her and pick her up setting her on the bed next to Wesley. When I lay down Carter cuddles into my side making me rub my hand up and down her back to help her sleep.