Adopted by One Direction

Louis' POV: Ch. 33

➡Louis' POV: September 14, Thursday

I gently wake Lily up. She's laying right beside me because apparently Zayn did something to make her upset and she didn't want to sleep with him last night.

I'm not even kidding when I say she scared the shi-I mean, shizzle-out of me last night. She entered my room, dragging August which made the creepiest sound, and let's not forget that it was past midnight, too.

Lily groggily wakes up and smiles lazily at me. Then returns to her sleep. I laugh quietly and shake her again. She opens her eyes with a groan, rubs them, and then bounces up. There's the morning person I know! I laugh at her and pick her up.

"Let'a go change and try not to wake up Sleeping Beauty," I declare in a goofy voice.

"Who's Sleeping Booty?" Lily asks.

"Beauty, baby girl," I correct. "And you'll see," I add with a wink.

"Otay," she says with a sigh.

I carry her to Zayn's room and slowly open the door. I put my finger to my lips and shhh quietly. Lily copies me which makes me chuckle softly.

"You're too cute," I whisper.

She smiles and blushes a dark red. She buries her face in my shoulder and giggles. "I know," she mumbles.

I laugh kinda loud and Lily slaps a hand onto my mouth. But her hand is so tinily cute it barely covers my mouth. And I lick it too.

She drags her hand away from my mouth and wipes my lick on my cheek.

"Ewww," I squeal like a girl.

Lily laughs and tries to wiggle out of my embrace. "Let me go!" She shrieks.

"Nope!" I say, popping my p.

"Daddy!" She whines.

"What?" I whine back in the same tone.

"Will you two please, shut up?!" I hear a muffled voice yell from Zayn's bedroom. Hmmm, I wonder who it is...

"Liam?!" I shout.

"What?!" Is the reply.

"There's someone shouting from Zayn's bedroom and I don't know who it is!" I yell.

"Louis, don't be stupid!" Liam answers.

"What do you mean?" I ask innocently.

"Ask your daughter," Liam says, his voice extremely annoyed but there's laughter hidden in it too.

I turn to Lily. "Well, who's in Zayn's bedroom?" I ask her, putting obvious emphasis on Zayn's name.

"Um, Niall?" She tries.

I laugh at her and her alikeness to me. "You are my daughter!" I exclaim happily.

She looks at me funny and I stare at her. Finally she breaks the silence and says, "You didn't know I was your daughter?"

I laugh silently and shake my head. "Never mind baby," I say.

She shrugs and we walk into Zayn's room. "Hey mate!" I greet loudly.

"Shut. Up," he growls.

"Okay..." I grab a cute outfit for Lily and underwear and socks and quickly skedaddle.

I walk back into my room, me still carrying Lily. I plop her onto the bed and she lets loose a giggle. I hold up the orange striped leggings, jean skirt, and orange and purple striped shirt. Perfect. I change her into that and put on her socks, and go and quickly grab a pair of boots for her to wear. Today is kinda chilly out.