Cheshire Chatroom Continuation

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A/N: Got the rest of the story from "efpfanfic.net" it was in italian so i decided to translate it. Go read chapters 1-15 on Larry_Lashton ['s] page first. Again this isnt my story im just translating it! Also since it's translated there're maybe some mistakes so im sorryy. dont feel bad for correcting my mistakes!! that would help a bit :)
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btw if u see any notes throughout this story just know they are mine loll ok ok enjoyy bc ik i had fun translating this hehe
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Choose this sweater!" Harry protested, pointing a finger at the screen.

"Ew, no, I'll take the leather jacket ..." I said clicking on the jacket.

He gasped, "Our son isn't going to be some kind of delinquent, understand?"

"I don't even want him to be a nerd!" I teased him.

Harry pouted, folding his arms, "Please ?!"

"No."

"Please..."

"No way."

"PLEASE?!" he left me a light kiss on the cheek, looking at me with an innocent look.

My eyes softened, "Okay!"

"Yay! The green sweater! " he exclaimed. I snorted, choosing the outfit for the sim.

We had been sitting there in my room playing Sims on my computer for about two hours. Some might find it boring, but if you and your boyfriend play it together, it becomes quite interesting. Harry and I were practically 100% different from each other, but in some ways we were also very similar. It seems a bit confusing as a speech, but it's not really that much. Our hobbies were different, yes, but the personalities were very similar. "Shouldn't we have a daughter?" I asked, clicking on the screen to add a new member. He smiled, "Yes. Shall we call her Darcy? " I chuckled, "Darcy?"

"It's cute... I've always wanted to have a daughter named Darcy," he smiled. I leaned over to kiss him, "It's adorable." His face lit up and suddenly my mother called to him, "Harry! Come down please! " I looked at him, confused and he shrugged. I released him from the position he was in my arms and placed the computer on the table, following him downstairs.

My mother was sitting on the sofa and we walked over to her. He looked up smiling, "Hi Louis. Harry, your mother is coming home late from work and she wanted to know if you would like to stay here and sleep. He looked at me in question and I smiled. He nodded immediately and she giggled, bringing the phone to her ear, "Hello Anna? He said yes. Ok. Yes. bye. " She put down the phone before telling us, "She said she'll pick you up tomorrow morning at 11.00, oh and dinner is almost ready. "

Suddenly two little girls came running in, "Harry! Are you sleep here? " He laughed, nodding,
"Yep." They screamed, clinging to his leg.

"Yay! How exciting!" The girls had always had a thing for him. My mom walked into the kitchen and Phoebe asked, "Harry, could you be Ken?"

"Ken?" he asked confused. She nodded, "Yes! Barbie's boyfriend!" I stifled a laugh and he blushed as he looked at me. I winked at him and he sighed, "Ok, ok." They clapped, taking him by the hand and leading him to the place where they kept all their dolls. I followed, seeing him hold a blonde doll in his hand. Daisy chose one of the tanned Barbies, reciting in a funny voice, "Hi Ken, I love you!" I glanced at Harry waiting for him to answer, with a smile. He snorted before saying aloud, "I love you too, Barbie!"

"Harry!" gasped Phoebe, "That's not Barbie! It's Kelly! " "Oh sorry," he said with a smile. I chuckled shaking my head, amused. The girls would never let me play dolls with them. Never. "Children, dinner is ready!" Harry jumped up as soon as he heard her voice, rushing out of the room. I laughed as I heard footsteps from upstairs. Soon Fizzy and Lottie came running into the kitchen, where Daisy and Phoebe were already sitting. Harry smiled and I sat down next to him. My mother was setting the plates in front of our seats. Lottie's eyes widened as she spotted Harry, "Uh ... hi?"

"Lottie, Harry will stop here tonight," I smiled and she blushed. I gave her an icy look. What the fuck? Did she have a crush on Harry? Ha, too bad he's gay ... and mine. "Oh," he said before grabbing a forkful of spaghetti. My mother sat at the head of the table and while Harry, Fizzy and I were sitting on one side of the table, Lottie, Phoebe and Daisy were sitting on the other. I started eating with one hand, while the other placed it on Harry's knee, stroking him. He looked up at me with a smile before continuing to eat.

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While Harry was taking a shower my mother asked me to help her wash the dishes. She was making me do punishment jobs for the drug business. Honestly, I didn't care that much. It wasn't that bad, I just had to dry the dishes and put them away. "Well, I see you and Harry are very good friends," she said smiling, handing me a plate. I shrugged trying to sound casual, "Yeah, he's nice."

"So you went from insulting him to being his best friend?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. I sighed, "Yeah, I felt guilty about insulting him ... we talked and I realized he's nice."

"Yes, it is," he smiled as I put away the last plate. I nodded, "I'm going upstairs."

"Okay, try to be slow. The girls are asleep and I'm about to go to sleep, "he warned me and I nodded and ran into the room. I let myself go on the bed and a few minutes later Harry walked in, a towel wrapped around his waist. My eyes widened at the sight of her body. He was too tender, he had a flat stomach, but there was no muscle, not that I cared. He blushed, stammering, "Er ... m-I was wondering if you could umm ... lend me some pajamas?" I nodded and grabbed a pair of pants and a t-shirt from my drawer, tossing them at him. He came out with a "thank you" and returned moments later dressed in my huge clothes. I smiled as I walked over to him and gently kissed his lips, "You are adorable." He chuckled, "Thanks." I also took some pajamas to change. Then I went to the bathroom and washed my hair to remove the hairspray and went back to the room, seeing Harry concentrating on his cell phone. He looked up smiling, "Your hair looks so normal." I laughed lying down next to him, "Thank you?"

"They are cute, you should leave them like this," he said turning to the side to be in front of me and look at me. I put my hand on his chest, smiling shyly, "Really?" He nodded, "Yeah, they look more casual ..." I dragged my hand up, along his neck, towards his cheek, stroking his jaw before approaching him and kissing him softly. He smiled into my kiss and pressed to my chest as I tilted my head to the side to deepen the kiss. His lips made me addicted to him. He pulled away and smiled, "I'm so glad you asked me out..." I turned off the light and held him close to my chest as he snuggled up on me, "Me too. Good night My Angel." He blushed slightly, "Sweet dreams Lou."
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