Say You Love Me [Larry]

A Morning In The Styles' Home

"Harry.... Harry... HAROLD!!" Louis yelled. It was almost 12 noon and Harry was still sleep. This suprised Louis because Harry was almost never home. He was always at work. Whenever he was at home he was either in his office with the door closed or out with his mates, Liam and Niall. This didn't really bother Louis, they're relationship hasn't really been the best these past few weeks. They've been doing a lot of argueing. Over little things like trust issues and how Harry never wanted to spend time with his family anymore. The only real reason they were still "together" was for the sake of their quadruplets. (Yes i said quadruplets. 4 little sticky handed, mischievous children crawling around with Harry's curly hair and louis' blue eyes.) Louis didn't want them growing up without both their fathers. It was just something he couldn't see himself doing. Sabotaging their childhood because of problems between him and Harry. So they both agreed to stay together and be a Happy family; for the kids.

"Looks like it's just me and the quad this morning.. like every other morning." He takes one last glance at the sleeping man before leaving the master bedroom.

Louis makes his way down the hall to the kid's bedroom. It was fit for 3 princes and a princess. One half of the room was baby blue and the other hot pink. On the wall was all four of their names. Mason, Tyler, Lucas and daddy's girl Anaiese. Harry was hoping for all boys but after two boys popped out he was satisfied. But when Anaiese came out Harry was all over her. Louis wasnt even able to hold her until the second week of them being home. It was always "I got her babe." Or "get the boys, I can handle her." and that's how she became daddy's girl. To this day, if you ask her who she'd want to spend the day with, she'd pick Harry over him.

"Mason bud. Are you up?" He whispered from the doorway. The other three took after Harry's sleeping habit. They could all sleep through a tornado. But Mason took after Louis. Anything could wake him up. "Yes papa, I up." He replies sitting up in his crib. He rubbed his eyes and attempts to climb out but couldn't lift his leg high enough. Louis finds it cute but proceeds to help the one year old. "No, papa. Masey got it" He says rejecting his help. So Louis steps back and watches him. It took a few minutes but he managed to get out.

Louis wakes up Tyler, Lucas and Anaiese and they all sit in Louis lap on the floor for their normal morning talks. These talks usually go over thing they were going to do that day and things of that nature. Even though they were all only 17 months and didn't understand most of the things Louis said they always seemed like they were listening to that's all that really mattered to Louis.

"So today we are going the market to get food." He began. "And I need you guys to be on your best behavior and stay inside the cart so y'all won't loose papa OK?" He questions. They all nod and shower him with kisses. Louis loves moments like this. He realizes that they won't be that small forever.

After their little "talk" they all go downstairs and into the livingroom where they watch morning cartoons and play with their toys while Louis gets his chef on in the kitchen. This morning they were having waffles, tangerine slices and apple juice. Sometimes he out did himself with their breakfast but he just didn't want them to be hungry later on in the day.

"Morning babe." Before he could reply he felt Harry wrap his long arms around his torso. His morning voice turned Louis on so much. It was low and mysterious. It drove him crazy. But he couldn't give in to him that easy. After was had to act mad at him for what he did yesterday. "Don't give me the silent treatment." Harry whispers. He starts to move his hands towards the front of Louis's body but is interrupted when they hear crying coming from the livingroom. Louis let's out a sign of relief to himself as they both make their way toward the Livingroom to see what the problem was.

"Why are you crying Tyler?" Harry asks crouching on his barefeet to Tyler's height. "Dada! nana bite me!" He sniffs before letting his tears fall again. Both parents turn their heads toward Anaiese who has the remote in her little hands sitting on the couch. "Anaiese Styles, bring your bum over here now." Louis spat, sounding more angrier then he'd intended. Oblivious to what's going on she happily walks over to her frowning papa. "Why did you bite Tyler?" He questions, trying to sound calm the last thing he wanted was his kids to be scared of him. "He not give me doll." She says trying to put on her best frown face. It may have worked on Harry but on Louis it took No effect. "We do not bite. Especially not your brothers. Ive told you this many times Nana." He says firmly. He wanted her to get it, because it wasn't the first time this happened. "Awe, my baby likes to bite like her papa." Harry snorted giving her a kiss on the forehead. Louis eyes grew wide when he realized what Harry was refuring to. "Now's not the time or place to talk about that night Harry. And Nana, we do not reward bad behavior so you are spending 5 minutes in the time out corner and instead of applejuice with your waffles this morning you will have a sippy cup full of water. Now go sit." It broke his heart to pieces to see his little girl cry but he had to show her right from wrong. If not she'll end up high on drugs in an abandoned building somewhere dead at the age of 20. Maybe he was over thinking a but that's what he told himself whenever he questioned his parenting.

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Breakfast that morning was going pretty swell. Everyone was enjoying their food. Especially the quadruplets. Harry and Louis both cut all their waffles on little pieces and let them take over. They all ate with their hands so Louis didn't have to bother giving them forks. Come to think of it, that's how they ate all their meals. With their Danty little fingers. Neither of the guys minded though. They knew they were just learning how their body worked.

"So why are you home today Harry?" Louis asked trying to muster up a conversation. He knew if he didn't, Harry definitely wouldn't. "I just wanted to spend time with my 5 favorite people in the world." He says trying to avoid eye contact with lou by tickling Mason and Tyler. Louis knew exactly why he couldn't look at him and say that. Because he was lying. Louis has been around Harry since grade school. He has picked up on all the little things he does by now. He knows that he runs his hand through his hair when he's frustrated or when he's about to cry to he sucks on his bottom lip. So whatever he was trying to pull, it wasn't working.

"You are definatly not talkinging about us. Because people spend time with their favorite people. You must be talking about Liam, Niall, Nick, Josh and that pretty receptionist at you job. What's her name again?" Louis spat.

Harry rolls his eyes and tries to help Lucas Peel his tangerine. He knew what Louis was getting at and he didn't want to talk about it. Especially not in front of his kids. "We are not talking about this now, not in front of them." Harry says blandly.

"Then when are we going to "talk" about it? Haz? I'm tired of acting like it didn't happen!!" Before Harry could even get words to formulate in his mouth, Louis gets up from the table and stomps up the stairs.

"Papa?" Mason calls while stuffing a piece of fruit in his mouth.