Conversation of emotion (Baby Boy)

🌹anne🌹

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"Thank you for the lift, Fionn!" Harry chirped, giving his colleague and new friend a tight hug.

The brown haired lad smiled and nodded. "Soon enough you'll be able to drive yourself." He muttered.

Harry bounced excitedly and bit his lip. "Only one more month!"

Fionn hugged him one more time. "I'll see you Saturday morning then!"

"Till then, Fionn!"

Harry hopped out of the car and waved at his friend until his car disappeared through the big gates.

The curly haired boy skipped over to the front door, happy to finally be home.

He was really looking forward to spend some time with Louis.

Maybe they could go for a walk? It was getting warmer and warmer outside. Spring was really getting close now.

Harry unlocked the door and placed his keys on the table next to the door.

"Boo! I'm home!" He yelped.

He took off his coat and was about to walk to the living room but Louis rushed towards him.

"Babyyy!" He yelled and took his boyfriend in his arms, spinning a circle and then kissing Harry's lips softly.

"How was work?" Louis asked.

Harry shrugged. "I really like it there. I got a 5 pound tip today!" The youngest beamed.

Louis kissed him again. "Obviously. With such a pretty face and bright smile."

Harry grinned and started walking to the living room but Louis yanked him back, nearly causing the boy to fall.

"Lou? What the hell!" He yelped and rubbed the sore spot on his arm from where Louis grabbed him.

Louis took a deep breath and took both of Harry's hands in his own.

"You know that I left for Amsterdam last week, right? That girl who was with me etcetera. "

Harry looked down and bit his lip. "I don't wanna think about that again. I hate myself for accusing you."

Then Harry's head shot up. His eyes full of hurt. "W-wait... you didn't- you didn't lie right? You didn't cheat?" He said, voice wavering.

"No! Harry, God, no!" Louis promised and cupped Harry's jaw.

"No I-," Louis took a deep breath. "That girl was Danielle Campbell. She's a private detective. I went to Amsterdam to find somebody you might know... maybe not."

Louis took Harry's hand in his and brought him to the living room. It was an understatement to say that the younger boy was confused.

When they entered the living room, Louis dropped Harry's hand.

A womanly figure was sitting on the couch. She stood up when Louis coughed and looked at Louis and then at Harry.

Harry raised an eyebrow at her before his entire face paled. He looked at Louis and then back at the woman in front of him.

"Harry, this is your -"

"Mum." Harry choked out, feeling nauseous all of a sudden.

"Hi, Harry." The woman spoke, voice unfamiliar to Harry's ears.

He's never seen or heard his mother in his life except for when he was just a baby. Still, he recognised her somehow. Maybe he could feel it.

"I hired a private detective to find her. She was in Amsterdam, so I went there. I wanted to surprise you, love." Louis said, grinning from ear to ear.