DON'T HURT ME DADDY (Harry Styles)

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Ok....who stole summer? It was here for a few days, now it's disappeared!

Anyway... here's another chapter. Hope it's ok.

I never write any of this down beforehand, it just comes into my mind, and I write as I go. Can you tell?

Enjoy! XXX

Lucy and Liam were sat in the doctor's office, scared out of their minds.

"It's good news." The doctor said, as if anything good could come out of this!

"The test results came back negative." The couple let out the breaths they'd been holding. "Obviously, he's going to be very sore for a while, and it's going to set him back emotionally."

"Can we take him home?" Lucy asked, hopefully.

"I think that's a good idea. He's going to need you to be strong. Do you have other family to help out? It could get very difficult to cope, if he struggles with his feelings ecetera?" The doctor replied.

"Yes, we both have big families. We've dealt with lots in the past, as you know. We just need to get him home." Lucy said, trying not to tear up again.

"Ok. I'll do my final checks, and discharge him. Just give me ten minutes to write his notes up." He shook hands with the couple, and they went back to Harry's room.

*****

Harry was laying on his side in the bed. When he saw his parents, he tried to sit up, but he winced and started crying.

"Oh baby, come here." Liam whispered as he picked Harry up from the bed and the boy wrapped himself around his Dad.

"You should be coming home soon, love, the doctor just needs to check you over." Lucy rubbed Harry's back, as he stuck his head under Liam's chin.

The door opened, and the doctor came in. Liam set Harry down carefully and the doctor did some checks.

"Is he ok to go doc?" Liam asked, biting his nails.

"Yes. I think so. I've got a few leaflets on taking care of his injuries, and about his emotional state. I'm so sorry he's gone through this, but you're loving parents, I'm sure you'll do a great job." He shook their hands again and left.

"Harry, you can come home now love. Let's get you back to the boys yeah?" Lucy asked. Harry nodded, shyly.

*****

The ride home was quite, except for the radio playing softly. The hospital Harry was taken to was further away from home than the usual one, so the journey took longer.

Lucy was sat in the back of the car with Harry. He had fallen asleep five minutes into the trip home.

He would jump every now and then, or whimper quietly.

After an hour, Liam pulled up the driveway of their house. They could see three faces at the window, waving.

Geoff and Karen had bought the boys home an hour ago, when they found out Harry was coming home.

They'd been told to be quiet and not annoy Harry.

The car stopped and Liam got out, waving to his sons, then putting a finger to his lips, to remind them to be quiet. Zayn stuck his thumb up and the boys left the window.

The front door opened and Karen appeared.

Liam carried Harry from the car, into the living room, placing him carefully on the sofa, covering him with a blanket.

Louis sat on the floor, next to him, he was crying, and just sat there, staring at his brother.

Karen was hugging Lucy, Geoff was hugging Liam. The parents then hugged their boys. They were all so emotional.

Lucy and Liam took the boys into the kitchen and sat them down.

They explained what had happened to Harry, not in full detail, but enough to know that things may be difficult for their brother for a while.

Louis and Zayn had difficult childhoods before the Payne's took them in, but nothing compares to what Harry has gone through.

"We'll look after him, promise." Zayn said.

Niall was quiet, but crying. He looked so distraught.

"Niall...talk to us." Liam said.

"It's my fault." He whispered.

"What? What's your fault love?"

"Harry ran away and got hurt cos of me! I'm horrible!" He sobbed.

"No Niall that's not true. It's not your fault." Lucy wrapped her arm around him.

"I shouted at Harry. I shouldn't have shouted. He ran cos of me!"

"Niall, don't blame yourself please. He shouldn't have thrown the block in the first place." Liam said.

"I'm still s-sorry." He sniffed. "I promise I'll be nice from now on."

"Ok love. Thank you."

*****

Harry woke up a couple of hours later, feeling hungry. He didn't like feeling hungry, it reminded him of his Daddy.

Lucy heard his tummy rumbling from where she was sat at the other end of the sofa.

"You hungry Harry? What would you like to eat?" She asked.

Harry nodded. "Can I have some s-soup please Mumma?" He spoke so quietly, that Lucy only just heard him.

"Sure love. You want to eat in here, or the kitchen?"

"H-here please."

"Ok. Won't be long. You boys want sandwiches?" She asked the others. They all nodded enthusiastically.

"Can I help Mum?" Niall asked.

"That would be lovely, thank you Niall." He smiled as he followed her to the kitchen.

Louis sat next to Harry, and he cuddled up to his brother.

"You ok Harry?" Louis asked. He thought Harry looked different. His eyes looked sad again. His smile not showing as much. He just seemed so lost now. Understandably.

Harry nodded, but he had watery eyes.

"If you ever want a cuddle, or want to talk, you can come to me. If you want to sleep in my bed, I don't mind. I love you." Louis told him.

Harry nodded and cuddled closer, his tummy rumbles making him and Louis giggle.

Harry couldn't wait for bedtime to come, he missed sleeping next to Louis.

Awww...thank god he's back home. Wonder how he'll cope with life now.

More tomorrow, hopefully, depending how busy work is. I hate working on Sundays.

All the love XXX