Chapter Four - "Your...WHAT?!"

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WARNING:

This chapter contains inappropriate language and swearing.

Also, please note that when the term "football" is used, it refers to the European sport known as soccer in the USA.

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"Louis," you say.  "You haven't even held the babies yet." '


The boys had another weekend off, so the decided to get a huge two bedroom suite with a kitchen, living room, and a large flatscreen to watch football on, which was Louis' favourite part.  Louis looks up from the television and looks at you for the first time today. 


"Naw, I guess I haven't," he says.  "That's alright."


Seated on a couch sitting square with the other, Zayn looks up from his magazine.


"You don't want to hold them?" you ask.


"Naw, I mean...that'd be fine but I just...I don't have to, you know?  They're your babies, not mine..."


"Which one?"


"Huh?"


"Kayla it is," you say, scooping your baby from her carseat.


Before Louis has time to react, the baby is laid slowly into his arms.  Instantly his arms form into a perfect support.  For what seems like hours, Louis just sits there, staring at the little thing.


"How's the game?" Liam suddenly yells, barging into the room.


Louis doesn't seem to notice and keeps staring into the girl's eyes.  A sweet smile forms on his lips and you see his eyes twinkle.  "She's...she's just perfect..." he whispers.  He looks up into your face with tears in his eyes, avoiding eye contact with the other boys.


Then Harry comes in from the kitchen and stands at the TV.  Suddenly Liam starts to get excited. "Go!" he yells at the screen.  "Oh my gosh, he's gonna make it! Shoot it!"


Again, Louis is unaware of anything happening in the room except for the thing in his arms.  Like she was suddenly the only thing that mattered to him.


"GOAL!!!" Liam and Harry both scream.  Zayn only grins for a second before going back to his magazine.


"She's got your nose, Love..." Louis whispers.


You smile.  Louis must have a thing for noses.


"Where's Niall?" Liam asks out-of-the-blue.


Harry stops celebrating. "Getting pizza, remember?"


"Why'd he go out to get pizza?" Zayn asks. "We could have gotten one delivered."


Louis carefully hands Kayla back to you.  "Yeah, we are famous for crying out loud, we don't need to go get our own pizza..." Louis says.

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