Blind date (Larry Stylinson) {Completed!}

20.

I apologize for any mistakes

~enjoy <3

Louis slowly walks upstairs, hearing Noah and Joesph yelling at the video game through the closed door. He headed to Darcy's room, hearing her and Harry talking.

"Okay so when she says classy, bougie, ratchet, you're going to sway your hips two times, then do the hip thing and move your arm back." She instructs.

Louis tip toes and peeps into her room, seeing her phone on the desk, and Harry is in front of her, watching her dance. "Now you try it." She says.

"Classy, bougie, ratchet." Harry says along with his little dance. Darcy smiles, nodding her head. "Did I do it correct?" He asks.

Darcy would feel bad for telling Harry the truth, but she did feel proud that she's teaching an adult this dance. She tried teaching her dad, but he never really pays attention to her when she goes to his house; Jake wasn't the fun parent.

Louis pulls out his phone, recording this moment. "Yes you did. Now, whenever she says "sassy", you're going to do the sassy arm," Darcy does a move with her arm.

"Moody, you're going to do your arms in a wave, and nasty, you're going to throw it back." She finishes the move, throwing it back; Harry turns around facing the other way.

"No, ma'am we will not be throwing anything back. Nope." Harry says sternly. Darcy rolls her eyes, huffing at the adult. "No Darcy, Louis would think that's inappropriate."

"He threw it back before, why can't you?" She sasses playfully. All the girl wanted was for Harry to make a tik tok with her, but he was worried about throwing it back.

"Oouu he did?" Harry smirks. Louis stopped recording, and puts his phone in his back pocket. "I would like to see-"

"Hi lovelies." Louis presents himself into his daughter's room, interrupting Harry. "What are you guys doing?" He acted as if nothing had happened.

"Harry won't throw it back." Darcy complains. "I am teaching him how to make a tik tok." She says.

"I am not throwing anything back." Harry says, shaking his head more. "Nope, the only thing I'm throwing back is- never mind." He dismisses.

"I'll teach you another tik tok dance in the future." Darcy says, putting her phone away. "Hey Harry?" She asked him, taking a seat on the bed.

Harry sits next to her, both of them looking cute together. "What's the difference between a drug dealer and a prostitute?" She casually asks.

Louis cringes at the words that came out of his daughter's mouth. Louis furrows his eyebrows.

"Darcy what the fuc-"

"What's the difference?" Harry asks her, intrigued.

"Harry! Don't encourage this!" Louis scolded.

"A prostitute can wash her crack and resell it." Darcy giggles. Harry hunches over laughing quietly, and slapping his knee. Darcy looks at him, and joins in laughing along with him. They both laugh equally hard.

A few seconds later, Darcy squeals clutching onto her stomach, her eyes closed shut, and falls to the floor. On the way down to her fall, she grabs Harry's wrist bringing him down on the floor with her.

Louis giggles at both of them laughing together on the floor. He couldn't think of anything else, the sight held in front of him was absolutely beautiful.

They're so cute.

Louis thought to himself. He watches the laughing pair fondly, as they calm down. They both take a deep breath, giggling a bit. "What's going on here?" Louis turns around, hearing the sound of his older son's voice.