Little Mixed Directions

Chapter Thirty- Four: Tomlinson Childcare Centre

{Louis' POV}

"Okay, we can either do this the easy way, or the hard way." I say to the person sitting in front of me, her blue eyes glaring into mine and her mouth displaying the same cheeky smirk her Dad displays when he's up to mischief. Yes, I'm trying to feed Ellie her dinner. Harry, Niall and Liam are late and this child is being a pain in the bum- much like her mother. 

"No." Ellie mumbles. I groan and place the bowl of mashed potato and pumpkin down and leaving the spoon in the bowl. I stand up and grab my phone off the dining room table, leaving Ellie sitting in her high chair at the end of the table as I head into the kitchen to phone and find out where the boys are.

To Daddy Direction: Where in the whole wide world are you?

To NIALLER: Where the freakin dog are you?

I tap my phone against the bench as I wait foe them to reply. My phone buzzes and I check what they've said.

From NIALLER: Sorry! Coming in ten. 

Bloody hell Niall! You only live next door! 

From Daddy Direction: Sorry! Just dropping Indie at work. Be there ASAP ;)

Zayn told me him and Indie slept together yesterday so I will be having words with Lipay tonight about that event. 

I find the contact Hazza in my phone and press call. After five rings the curly haired boy picks up the phone.

"Hey Lou!" He answers. By the sounds of it he's completely forgotten about coming to help me look after Ellie. "What's up bro?

"Um Harry you need to-" I pause when I see Ellie sitting in the high chair, smirking at me as she feeds herself the mashed food. "You little bugger." I say. 

"Excuse me?" Harry asks. Ooops! I forgot about him. "Louis? Lou? Tommo?" He calls into the phone.

"Sorry! Not you, Ellie." I reply. Harry curses into the phone and says he's on his way immediately, now he's suddenly remember he's supposed to be here helping me. 

I lock my phone and walk over to Ellie, picking up the bowl that's basically empty. Ellie giggles and I bend down to her height. "Well done Boops." I rub her little head gently. Boops is my nickname for her- more unique. 

"Lou! Lou!" Ellie squeals and slaps her hands on the tray of the highchair. SHE SAID MY NAME! I rush and grab my phone before going back to Ellie.

"What's my name Ellie?" I ask, filming the small child. 

"Lou!" She squeals exitedly. "Lou! Lou! Lou!" She adds, slapping her hands again. I cheer and end the video before posting it on Twitter.

@Louis_Tomlinson: That's my Boops! Said my name first @NiallOffical @Harry_Styles @Real_Liam_Payne hahahaha! Best Uncle- besides @jonnieedwards of course. Plus! I got her to eat her dinner @zaynmalik all by myself, well she fed herself but you know.... considering my bandmates haven't arrived to Tomlinson's Childcare Centre yet.... HURRY UP! Finished my rant- good night everyone xxxLouis 

I get a few rude replies from my bandmates and one from Jonnie saying 'we're the best', which I completely agree with- but then there was this rude one from my Mum saying 'are you one of the children at Tomlinson's Childcare Centre too?'. I laughed so hard- NOT.

Niall, Harry and Liam all enter the room just as I'm taking Ellie out of her highchair. "Nice to see you turned up." I say to them and head towards the bathroom so I can wash this little monster up.

"You seem to be doing fine." Harry says. 

"Have you ever bathed a baby?" I ask the boys. They all shake their heads and I chuckle. "Well, brace yourselves boys." I smile, carrying Ellie on my hip and walking into the bathroom.