Two Adopted Girls, Two Gay Men [Larry Stylinson] MPREG

Chapter Four

SMUT SMUT SMUT

TAKE A GUESS WHO WILL TOP?

[Harry's P.O.V]

Today had been exactly a week since me and Louis had met.

It was the 16TH of November, and Louis had told me to be ready by 6PM, he told me it was a surprise, I was assuming we were going on a date since he said to wear something casual, but fancy.

As for my YouTube channel, I had uploaded another video last night as my first video had gotten more then 850,000 videos. I had over 10K followers on Instagram and had 7,000 twitter followers there already as well.

I was actually kinda scared, I know I wasn't that famous but what if people recognised me? I've seen a lot of celebrities get hurt by being mobbed, it actually made my heart beat faster.

Louis had asked if Niall could look after Beau and Olivea and Niall had happily said yes, Louis had met Niall a few days ago also, they got along just fine. So Niall was going to come here, pick Beau and Olivea up as Louis arrives and then we'll leave for whatever 'surprise' Louis had planned.

It was nearly 4PM, so I decide to have a shower, Beau had already had an shower and was sitting in her bed colouring in.

"Daddy, I learned a new word today!" She says excitedly as I step into her room to tell her I'll be taking a shower. "What is it?" I ask smiling as her eyes light up.

"Bitch!"

She says happily and my eyes widen, I gasp, and then my face becomes angry.

"What?! Who the f- who taught you that?!" I scream walking over to her as her eyes widen, her bottom lips quivering.

I know I swore a lot, but she had never, ever heard me, there was no way, I wouldn't allow it.

"I- I-" she stammers and I shake my head, she's only seven for gods sake.

"Tell me, now." I say sternly, crossing my arms over my chest. fine lines forming on my forehead as I was still angry. This was not okay. It really wasn't.

"I-I heard a boy in m-my class s-say it, h-he said it was a good word, you're a liar!" She screams and my mouth falls open, did she really just call me a liar? She's always been such a good kid, what in the world.

"Don't you are call me a liar, you're seven for gods sake! You've got a foul mouth at the age of eight! If I ever, ever hear you say that word to anyone, there will be consequences do you understand me?" I say, pointing a finger at her.

"Whatever, you're a liar! And - and you're a bitch!" She screams and I lose it. "That's it, go to the guest room, go and think about how badly you have disrespected me. Go." I say disappointment lacing my voice as I point towards the door.

She goes to grab her Ipad, but i take it from her as she groans, walking out of her room and I follow her and point to the guest bedroom. She goes in and slams the door. I roll my eyes. So much for a perfect night.

I walk into the bathroom with my black skinny jeans and boxers. After washing my hair, and using strawberry body wash so I could smell extra sweet, I get out and put my black skinnies and boxers on before walking out of the bathroom after drying my hair with the towel as best as I could.

I walk to my closet, and glance the the digital clock on my nightstand, it read 5:20. I look through for at least 15 minutes and sigh when I finally find a black long sleeved shirt. I grin and put it on, opening my top drawer from the dressing table and grab the small yellow flower and put it on my shirt. I grin, Casual and fancy right?