✔️STRONG [L.S]

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{LOUIS POV}

*May 12, 2014*

   The Where we are tour had been amazing so far.
Luckily, Harry had been pretty laid back since the bus incident on the way to Peru. We've been to Colombia, Peru, Paraguay, Chile, Argentina, Uruguay, and the latest stop, Brazil. And now, -much to Niall excitement- we were getting prepared to play in Dublin, Ireland. But before that, we all had a couple of day's to visit our family. So there we were, all five of us parting way's at the airport.

   "Hey I'll see you guy's in a couple of day's." Liam said, giving each of us a hug as his flight was called.

   "Flight 47." A woman called over the speaker. Zayn glanced at his ticket.

   "That's me!" He said happily, quickly saying goodbye.

   "Bye Zen." Niall yelled as he walked toward's his flight. I bounced impatiently on my feet, anxious to see my family. Just the thought brought a huge smile to my face. I couldn't wait to see my little sister's, and little brother. The six of them were my world. Lottie, Fizzy, Daisy, Phoebe, Doris and Ernest.

   "Louis!" Harry said, snapping his finger's in front of my face. I shook my heard and turned to look at him.

   "Your flight was called." He chuckled. I jumped excitedly, pulling Niall in for a hug. Then, the same for Harry, who pulled me in for a kiss as well. The airport was empty, so we didn't need to worry about being caught by Fan's or Paparazzi.

   "Make sure to keep in touch with me." He whispered in my ear. I leaned back, smiling at him.

   "Of course!" I said, nodding. He buried his face in the crook of my neck. Keeping his arm's wrapped tightly around me.

   "Love you..." He mumbled.

   "Love you too. But I better get going so I don't miss my flight." I said, stroking his head of curl's. He chuckled, and slowly let me go. Then, I pecked him on the Lip's once more before running off toward's my flight. I couldn't wait to get home.

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   *May 13, 2014*

   I hadn't even made it to the porch when suddenly, the front door flew open.

  "LOUIS!!!" Several voice's yelled, followed by small bodies tackling me to the ground. I looked up at the four figure's sitting on to of me, and my grin grew wider. I held my arm's out.

   "Give your brother some Love!" I said, happily. Which was followed by kisses all over my face, and tight hug's. I heard laughing near the front door and I glanced to see my mum standing there.

   "Girl's help your brother up." She said, a smile plastered on her face. Once, I was standing again. I rushed up the porch step's, engulfing my mum in a hug. We had left for tour on April 22nd, but I hadn't seen my family since April 5th

   "I missed you...." I mumbled into her neck. I'll admit it. I was a momma's boy. Her hand reached up stroking my hair.

  "I missed you too BooBear." Suddenly, I heard a baby crying from inside, and I leaned back. Somehow, my smile grew even wider. She stepped back so I could go inside, and I saw my step-Dad Mark holding Ernest while he was crying.

   "Hey Louis!" He said, over the noise, smiling.

   "Hi Dad." I said back, hugging him as best as I could. We may be not related by blood, but he was my dad. There was no doubt about that in my mind.
I glanced down at the baby in his arm's.

   "Can I?.." I asked, holding my own arm's up slightly.

   "You don't even have to ask." He said with a smile, placing the baby in my arm's. And surprisingly, as soon as I had a hold of him, he stopped crying.