the babysitter [larry stylinson] DISCONTINUED

t h i r t e e n

Dedication: @ayycliffords

I accidentally deleted it yesterday so that's why I'm kinda late...

Slight triggering material for an eating disorder and like self injury towards the end ( I'll warn you ) but just thought I'd let you know

Harry would be lying if he said there wasn't any uncomfortable awkwardness lingering in the air. It made him shift from side to side in his seat at the table while watching Louis grab ingredients from the cupboards and a pan from under the counter. Louis felt it too; it was actually making him hard to breathe.

"I'm going to go check on the kids" Harry suddenly said and quickly stood up. He walked out into the hall and paused to close his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath in the process. The wind was knocked out of him when a hard body collided with his and slammed him against the wall. Harry winced and opened his eyes to see a fretting Luke.

"Oh Harry I'm so sorry! I didn't see you! It's just that I was talking with my mum and brothers on the phone during my break and I didn't realize what time it was and I still have dinner to make..." he rambled for a moment before Harry placed a hand on his shoulder cutting him off.

"Hey...it's okay Luke. Uh, Mr. Tomlinson is in the kitchen though. Thought you should know" Harry warned and begun to walk to Tommy's room before Luke spun him around so they faced each other. "Mr. Tomlinson is here? Right now? Why?"

Harry gave him a small quizzical look before answering. "Yeah, he called earlier saying he was going to cook something"

Luke's eyes widened. "But that's my job! Do you think this is a sign? Is my food bad? Harry, tell me the truth"

"Your food is delicious. Don't ever doubt that"

"But Mr. Tomlinson has never made a meal before. Well except for the occasional sandwich and bowl of cereal, what if he burns down the kitchen?" Luke said with narrowed eyes. He skimmed past Harry and opened the doors to the kitchen.

Harry sighed once more before heading to check up on the boys. He gave Tommy a small dose of Children's Tylenol to control his fever and the baby was most likely still sleeping. When he quietly crept into the room Tommy was dozed off with both arms above his head and his mouth open. Drool was coming out of his mouth and his minuscule chest was rising up and down in a rhythm making Harry's face relax and turn into a soft smile. It was one of those moments where he felt all fuzzy and warm on the inside that only happened to him once in a while. He then accepted the fact that yes, he was growing attached to the tiny human.

Marcel was taking a nap as well and Ashton was playing "Disappear" by Parachute on the guitar for Gwen in the music room. It wasn't hard to find them, with Ashton's beautiful voice mixing with the strumming of the instrument and Gwen's soft giggles. After making sure everything was PG, he left the two alone to do their business.

Michael and Zayn were cuddled together in the older boy's room watching Phineas and Ferb on Netflix while wrapped in a blanked burrito with the Batman covers. "Harry!" Michael yelled in excitement when he noticed his babysitter at the door. Zayn grimaced because his brother shouted in his ear and turned to Harry, giving him a nod as a greeting. It wasn't much but it was progress in Harry's opinion. "Come watch TV?" Michael asked hopefully. Zayn didn't protest, he kept a straight face and trained his eyes on Dr. Doofenshmirtz talking about his parents not showing up for his own birth.

"In a minute, Mikey" Harry promised.

He dashed out the door and lastly, checked up on Nina. She wasn't in her room and Harry was beginning to worry because she hadn't been anywhere else that he'd seen, but then again, it was a big house. He was about to head to the game room to look for her when he suddenly heard soft cries coming from the en suite bathroom. Harry walked over to it and knocked softly on the door as to not startle Nina.