Blind date (Larry Stylinson) {Completed!}

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~enjoy <3

Louis' (POV)

"He ate rice-"

"What kind of rice? White rice? Brown rice? Red beans and rice? Yellow rice? Orange rice-"

"It was red beans and rice. Calm down Louis-"

"Don't tell me to calm down Niall! My son threw up blood!" I yelled at the top of my lunges. "Please tell me Joseph is okay?" I begged.

Niall gives me a small smile, patting my back. "He'll be okay."

"Can you tell me what happened, again?" I asked silently, trying to keep myself from screaming out.

"I heated up the red beans and rice, an hour later he threw everything up. The rice was stuck in the back of his throat and he needed to force it out. That's what he did. He punched his stomach, squeezed it, and put his fingers at the back of his throat, forcing himself. I stopped him, and I went to go get juice for him, and he was putting his fingers down this throat while I was gone. By the time I came back, blood was the only thing that came out." He explained, looking guilty.

"I'm going to call Jake." I informed, walking away from Niall and the two teens. I unlock my phone, going to my contacts, I immediately call my ex boyfriend.

After a few rings, a moan is followed into the phone. "Get your dick out of that guy's arse and come to the hospital right this second!" I demanded.

"He doesn't have an arse and he's leaving. What do you want?" He snarled through the other side. I hear shuffling going on, then a door slam.

Oops.

"Joseph is in the ER right now. Just hurry up over here." I say trying to not sound desperate. Am I sounding desperate? I hope to God I'm not.

"No. Remember I'm paying half of child support, whenever you have him he's your problem. Not mine." Then, the line went dead.

At this moment I feel like crumbling to pieces.

This night was so perfect, and now it's only gotten worse. I speed walk back to Niall and my kids. "Your father is not coming, don't get your hopes too high now." I sassed seeing the hopeful looks in their eyes.

"Louis.." Niall sighs. "Don't say it like that. I'm sure Jake will be here soon." Niall tried to comfort, rubbing my back.

"He's paying half of child support whatever goes on over here he's not responsible for it and it's my problem, according to him." I growled, squishing my face into my hands.

"Is that true dad?" I heard my daughter ask. "I can't believe him! Does he even care? Sure as hell doesn't act like it." She whimpers.

I look up from my hands, shaking my head. "No baby. No, don't ever ask that again. He loves and cares for you very much, he loves all of you. He and I just don't get along sometimes." I explained to her.

"Why can't you both just work things out?" Noah chimes in. "We were once a happy family. Whatever happened to that? There's not a day that I don't miss what we used to have." He says.

He felt this way?

"Your father wasn't the one for me, you guys. He didn't treat me well, but he did and does treat you guys well and that's all that matters." I smiled. "He cares for all three of you." I reassured the teens.

"I'm still dad's favorite son, right?" Noah smiled, cheekily. A long time ago Joseph told me that Jake didn't like him every much, and how he would always leave my little boy out of all the fun.

"No. He doesn't have a favorite, Noah." I scolded at the teenager. He drops his smile and nods.

"I know. I was just joking."

"You're shit at jokes." Darcy says. "Anyway. How did your blind date go?" She questioned. I get up off the floor, standing up.

"He was absolutely amazing. I didn't get his phone number, sadly, but he was such a cutie. He was super sweet to me, he was a gentleman, he made me laugh-"

"Louis Tomlinson?" I turn around, a doctor in my sight. "Hello Louis." He smiled. "Joseph, your son is doing fine. We ran some X-rays and felt up on his stomach. He ripped the lining in his stomach, the cause of this was him forcing himself to throw up, and the amount of pressure was what caused him an injury there." The doctor informed.

"Will he be okay? How long will it take to heal?" I asked, fiddling with my fingers.

"It will take a few weeks. His stomach is tender, so I'll give you a list of what to feed him. And he'll need sit for a bit, don't make him move around too much." He instructed.

"Can I go see him? Will he be released tonight?" I asked. The doctor nods his head.

"Of course you can, and yes he will be released, he just needs to take it easy! I'll go write down the list of foods and drinks to give him." He walked off and I sigh in relief.

"Alright lets go." I point to the door that the doctor came out of. My kids walks in first, Niall, and then myself.

"Hey little bro." Noah greeted, waving.

"I want dad. I want him here, papa." He groaned, closing his eyes. I smiled sadly, knowing how much Joseph loves his dad even though he's an arsehole.

"I know bub, but he isn't coming. He's working right now." I sit down on the hospital bed, rubbing his hair.

"I want all of us to go out and get ice cream one day." He whispers. I facepalmed, not knowing what to say.

As I was about to speak up and tell him 'no', Niall beats me to it. "My boyfriend and I will go out and get ice cream. Do you wanna come with us? Maybe tomorrow?" Niall offered.

"No thank you." My toddler forced a smile. My heart breaks at this. All my kids miss being together with their father and I, spending quality family time.

But, he ruined it.

I raised my kids all on my own, while he goes and fucks off. "I'm sorry bub. I'll make sure you get to see your father this weekend, okay?" I assured him, rubbing his caramel colored head.

"'Kay." He shrugs sadly.

"Alright darling."

A/N
Thoughts??

i am not involved w/ court, so im not all smarts in child support, but i do know a few things here and there since my older brother was involved in it.

just excuse the mistakes i will or have made about it, please. thank you <3

should i update later tonight?

~LouisSmolBean
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