Our Little Family

Part 1

Warning: short abusive situation but it will get better soon. I promise. I won't leave little Louis suffering much more :)

This story is going to be told from a third person pov

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Louis is sitting on the little mattress in the basement of his house. This is his room. It's very small and the mattress is the only thing in the room besides Louis and his bunny.

Right now his dad has had Louis locked up in there for four days now. Louis is hungry and thirsty and wants his diaper changed. He is slightly shivering from being so cold in the dark room.

He sniffles and wraps his arms around himself with his bunny in his hand to provide any warmth he can possibly get.

Louis flinches when suddenly the door slams open and his father walks in. He stumbles a bit because of being so drunk. "Hey you little shit, come here! Come to your father. We are going on a little trip." His dad gurgles. Louis looks up at him with wide eyes. "A-a trip?" He dares to ask.

He immediately regrets it when his dad punches him harshly on his tummy. Louis whimpers and starts to cry. His dad starts yelling and grabs a fist full of Louis' hair. Louis holds a tight grip on his bunny, terrified as to what's going on as his dad pulls him along to the car. He roughly shoves the boy in the trunk and starts driving away.

Louis quietly sniffles to himself. Where would his daddy take him? To the playground so he can play? Or does he want to hurt Louis again? All these questions get Louis tired but he can't fall asleep. His daddy won't be happy if he did so.

When they finally stop after half an hour, Louis has stopped crying. His dad gets out of the car and walks around to push Louis roughly on the pavement. Louis whimpers as he looks around. He is in a street with very big houses. Well, to Louis they are big. They actually aren't as big as a mansion but they also aren't as small as Louis' house.

"Why we here daddy?" Louis asks as he looks up at the man. Who only looks back at him in disgust. "I don't want you anymore. I'm leaving you here." With those words he gets in the car and leaves Louis all alone. In the cold streets.

Louis starts crying his eyes out. He doesn't understand what's going on and just wants his mummy and daddy back. "Hey hey, what's wrong? Are you okay?" Louis turns around to see a man crouched down in front of him.

Louis only whimpers. Liam decides to try a different method. "My name is Liam. I live here two houses away with my husbands. Where are your parents buddy?" At that question Louis starts crying again.

"Da-daddy weft Wouis. Me no know where he is." He stutters. "Oh it's okay sweetheart. What about your mummy? Where is she?" Liam asks. "She d-dead." Louis mumbles before breaking down sobbing again.

Liam coos at him before slowly bringing the boy in his arms, having the strong feelings to comfort him. He can't help it, he was just so cute! Louis gladly accepts the hug, wrapping his arms around Liam's neck and stuffing his face in his shoulder.

Louis knows he just met Liam but he has always trusted people too easily. It never did any good for him though. Right now he just feels safe in Liam's arms.

"Do you want to go with me to my home? We can get you some warm clothes and you can sleep." Liam suggests. He feels really uneasy leaving him all alone in the cold night. Louis just nodded. Liam easily lifts the toddler in his arms and places him on his hip. Louis has tired himself out and is already asleep on Liam's shoulder by the time he reaches the front door.

Liam quietly opens the door and walks inside. He closes the door behind him and sighs softly. ''Li? Are you home?'' He hears Harry yell. ''Yes.'' He quietly yells back, trying not to wake the little boy in his arms up which he succeeds in.