"Ya. We can see if you can get a toy. Let's ask Simon."
"Ok!" I jumped out of bed and grabbed Hanson's hand. "Come on!"
"Ok Boo Bear. Ok." He got up. I noticed that the lady was gone. I ran to my dresser and pulled out a drawer. In it was was pants. I pulled out a pair.
"These ones!" I pulled down my pajama pants and put on the pants. I tried to button it but it wouldn't.
"Boo Bear. You're going to have to wear shorts. It's gonna be hot outside."
"Can I wear my hat? And my glasses?"
"Of course Boo. Here," he came over to my dresser that was in my closet and he pulled out a pair of tan shorts.
"No! I don't want those! I want..." I looked into the drawer and found some blue ones with a white stripe. "these ones!"
"Ok. We got to find a shirt to match!" He opened another drawer and pulled out a black shirt. "How about this Boo Bear?"
"No! It doesn't match silly!" I laughed. I looked in my drawer and pulled out a white shirt with a peace sign on it. "I like this one." I put it on the ground and took my shirt off. I tossed it to the ground and put on the new one. It got stuck on my head. "Ooh!! I'm a ghost!! Ooh!" I ran around the room and then hit my toy chest. "Ow." I pulled my shirt on my head. And there was Hanson standing there with his hands on his hips. "Sorry."
"It's ok Baby Doll. We just have to get you ready today."
"To go to town!"
"Ya. Ok. Now get your socks on. And grab your beanie and your glasses."
"I don't want to wear my glasses."
"But you just said-"
"No." I sat down. Hanson went through my drawer and found socks. He tossed them to me.
"Here."
"Hanson I don't wear socks!" I threw them back at him.
"Well excuse me! I'm not the one who was supposed to get you ready! Goodness gracious! No one can take care of you! With your crying and whining. For gosh sakes Louis grow up!" Hanson suddenly covered his mouth. "Oh Boo Bear. I'm so sorry. I know you can't do things that well on your own." He came over to me and hugged me. Then he lifted me up and sat me on his lap. I was fine. I didn't really understand him.
"I don't cry...that much." I said. He petted my head and I laid it on his chest.
"No Baby Doll you don't. Last night was the first time you ever really cried in a while."
"I cried last night?"
"Yes Boo Bear you did."
"Oh. Can we get food? I'm hungry." I asked.
"Yes Boo Bear. We can. Come on." He stood up and so did I. He grabbed my hand and we walked out and down the stairs.
"Oh Louis. Good you're up. Harry you need to get ready." Simon spoke.
"It's Hanson. But I'll make sure Harry gets up. I'll be back." Hanson walked away.
"Louis you're hungry?" The lady asked.
"Ya." All I saw was Niall and Liam eating cereal. They were standing up. Simon was sitting at our breakfast nook eating too. Eleanor had out bowls and boxes of cereal. She poured a bowl of fruit loops. "Lady?" I quietly asked.
"It's Eleanor, Louis." Simon said.
"Oh. Um Eleanor-"
"He has his own cereal." Niall said with a mouthful of food. He got into a cabinet and pulled out my Peanut Butter Captain Crunch. Niall set down his bowl and poured the Fruit Loops back into the box. Then he poured my cereal in my bowl. "There you go Lou."
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The Child Dreamer
FanfictionName: Louis William Tomlinson Age: 22 Diagnosis: Has a development disorder. He believes he's a 6 year old and not his age. He doesn't think like an adult or act like one either. Other information: ({Book 1}) A.U (**Some MATURE CONTENT**)