Andres had spent the rest of the afternoon with them then had left with Des to stay at his house. Harry could definitely see it was a little awkward between them, but he didn't blame him when he would be worse if he was in his shoes. Anne had invited him over again the following day but Harry still had a few classes to attend so he wasn't going to be around for breakfast with the family. He was okay with not being around when he still wasn't used to him and much less knowing that he was his brother.

That morning he made his way to the bathroom to brush his teeth, stopping in his tracks when he saw Josie asleep on the floor, right outside her bedroom. He started freaking out thinking that she was hurt, but when he picked her up, she snuggled up to him and continued sleeping. He peeked into the room where Gemma was asleep and the little spot where Josie had been was still empty when the night before Josie had announced that she was going to sleep on the bed with her auntie.

"You are crazy." Harry kissed the top of her head as he walked into his bedroom where Louis was still asleep. They had had a long night.

He placed her down on the bed right next to Louis then started walking out but stopped at the door to look back at them. Josie was sitting up on the bed rubbing her eyes and he used that time to escape knowing she was going to start crying if he left right in front of her eyes. It didn't quite work out when she saw him just as he left, but he was running late and ignored her. She was so dramatic sometimes.

All day he couldn't stop thinking about the long day ahead of him, and when Anne made him and Andres go to the grocery store to get some things for dinner, he thought it was like the end of the world. Harry grabbed a cart and made his way inside with Andres walking next to him. It was awkward and people were staring. Some girls were staring at Andres for too long and Harry rolled his eyes when they started giggling. He wanted to laugh when Andres waved at them and they turned bright red

"So..." Harry started. "How was breakfast?" He asked as he scanned the aisle looking for the canned corn kernels.

"Good." Andres smiled at him. "It was just a really big breakfast. I thought I was going to explode. I think Josie can eat more than I can." He chuckled.

"When she wants to." Harry shrugged. "You're not used to eating a lot?"

"No. We eat smaller portions. I was also told dinner is at six. We eat dinner around nine back in Spain." Andres explained, his eyes scanning all the canned goods.

"Wow, that's really late." Harry's eyes widened. "Don't you get nightmares? I heard people do if they eat really late."

"We don't go to bed right after and the portions are really small." Andres shrugged.

They didn't speak again for a few minutes since Andres was helping Harry pick some vegetables including cauliflower. Harry couldn't stop thinking about how Josie was going to freak out as soon as she saw it. Instead of being afraid of monsters in the closet or under the bed, she was scared of cauliflower. But he didn't blame her when it always make her stomach upset and gassy. When they were finally in the car, Harry dared himself to ask the questions he had been overthinking about all day.

"How long have you known about Des and us?" He asked his half brother.

"I've always known my dad is not my biological dad. The first time I asked my mom about my biological dad I was twelve and she refused to tell me who he was. When I was seventeen I found out he was American and that he had another family, that he had been trying to contact me all that time but my mother never allowed him near me."

"Good. Des is a fuck up so your mother was right to keep you away from him." Harry rolled his eyes.

"He's really nice to me." Andres hesitated.

"He is nice now. Back then he was an abusive alcoholic who left his family." Harry said with anger seeping into every word. "Don't get me wrong, I love the man, but he pisses me off and right now I'm really angry at him."

"I think I understand." Andres said just as a car got in front of them out of nowhere and Harry had to slam on the brakes to keep them from crashing.

Harry turned his turn signal on, rolled down Andres' window, switched to the left lane and sped up. "Fucker!" He shouted as he drove past the car to get in front of it again on the right lane.

"Oh my god." Andres gasped out, his hand over his heart that was beating too fast. "I knew Americans were crazy, but not this crazy."

"Hey!" Harry pouted, then smiled to let Andres know he was joking. "This is not crazy. Wait until you see crazy."

"I watch the news." Andres told him.

Harry laughed before he went back to asking questions. "So when did you finally get to meet dear ol' father?" He asked.

"When I turned eighteen. We just talked and he told me about you and Gemma but it's funny how the whole time he talked about you, it never clicked that you were Louis' Harry. And a few months back I decided I wanted to meet you guys and here I am." Andres finished with a big smile on his face. "I did have to wait a while to get my visa. Your country is a pain when it comes to that."

"Bunch of racist cunts right now in the White House." Harry sighed, slowing down to pull over in his driveway, seeing Josie plastered to the window and the pets on each side of her.

"She's adorable. This morning she made me vacuum the whole living room carpet and then tried to charge me money for it." Andres unbuckled himself with a confused expression, wondering why a two and a half year old tried to get money from him, then walked over to the trunk to get the bags out. He had given her a dollar anyway and she had immediately put it in her cute piggy bank.

"Don't let her boss you around. She knows that's not okay." Harry told him, not wanting Josie to start misbehaving.

When they opened the door, Josie barely had time to get out of the way as she shouted daddy at the top of her lungs. Harry tried to keep Balto from running out but the dog was faster and got out through a small space and straight to the street. Harry was going to run after him, hoping to God he wouldn't get run over when he heard Louis yelling his name then whistling. The dog barely had time to stop when he was turning around and running back inside the house.

"Bad boy!" Josie immediately started reprimanding him. They tried not to laugh when she looked like a mother scolding her child. "No mowe go out! It scawy." She made him look at her then wrapped her arms around his neck.

Louis thought his heart was going to explode with happiness and love for his baby girl. She was the sweetest toddler, except when she would throw tantrums.

"'dwes!" Josie let go of the dog and grinned at Andres.

"Hola, hermosa!" Andrés crouched down in front of her and grabbed her little hands, rubbing the top of them and trying not to laugh when she gave him a weird look.

"What does that mean?" Harry asked him.

"It means 'hello, beautiful.'" Andres smiled at him, but quickly paid attention to Josie when she started talking to him then grabbed his hand and pulled him to the corner of the living room where they kept her toys.

"She didn't even give me a kiss." Harry pouted.

"She's just excited about Andres being here. She loves the attention he gives her. That's all." Louis hugged him, glad that they had already brought the bags inside the house when he didn't feel like going out there.

"I guess that makes sense." Harry shrugged.

"How was school?" Louis asked as he followed him to the kitchen.

"It was okay. A little boring." Harry put the bags on the kitchen island then wrapped his arms around Louis hearing Josie and Andres laughing.

Josie continued ignoring Harry for the rest of the afternoon when she was having too much fun with Andres. When Gemma got home she went straight to Andres. Harry was definitely jealous, but he was at least glad that Louis had been plastered to his side so far. He would talk to Andres every now and then, but his attention was mostly on him. Just where Harry wanted it.

"Mama, come play!" Josie ran in and grabbed Louis' hand then started pulling on it.

"Mama has to help nana and I make dinner." Harry told her.

"No." Josie shook her head. "You help an'– an' mama play."

"No." Harry glared at her.

"Yes!" Josie glared right back then smiled when Louis started walking with her, leaving Harry behind to peel potatoes for the big dinner Anne was going to make.

Later that night, the two made up when Josie sat in Harry's lap while the family watched a movie together.

~*~

At the end of the week on Friday, Harry, Andres and Louis decided to go out to the club. It was Louis' idea, wanting Harry and Andres to bond more, and he thought that his boyfriend would open up and relax more when he was under the influence. Louis just hoped that Harry didn't drink too much.

Since none of them were 21 yet, Harry and Andres decided to pregame at Anne's house. It was a perfect time since Anne, Robin, and Josie were at Evelyn and John's house for a bbq.

Harry and Andres were sipping Tequila from the bottle, but Harry being a lightweight got drunk only after a few swallows. And before Louis or Andres could make him stop he was already shitfaced.

Harry suddenly stood up with the bottle still in hand, waving it around when he talked.

"Are you ready kids!?" He shouted with a super big cheesy grin on his face, dimples deep and pearly whites sparkling.

"Is he talking about going to the club?" Andres leaned over and whispered into Louis' ear, giggling as he did so. He was a bit tipsy, but nowhere near as drunk as Harry.

"I think so," Louis shrugged, unsure.

"I CAN'T HEAR YOU!" Harry shouted.

Andres began laughing hysterically. "He sounds like that voice on the show Josie watches. SpongeBob."

Louis rolled his eyes. "He must be drunk if he's referencing spongebob." This was why Louis didn't drink, because he knew he was going to have to take care of him.

"LETS GO BIG BROTHER!" Harry linked arms with Andres and then began walking outside. But before they walked out the door Harry looked back at Louis. "And you sweet cheeks, call us that uber please."

Louis sighed as he called the uber. He couldn't help smiling afterward when he saw Harry and Andres skipping around the yard like little boys. When the car finally pulled up, they all piled inside, Andres sitting in front and Louis and Harry climbing in the back. Harry insisted on Louis sitting in the center seat so that they could be next to each other. Louis knew that Harry only wanted him close so that he could grope his ass when no one was looking. Harry was such a perv when he drank Tequila.

When they got there, Andres had to grab Harry to keep him from going to the entrance without them. It took them a little while to get in but when they did, Harry was showing Andres the club as if it was the best tourist attraction L.A. had to offer. Louis smiled because they were getting along and were bonding. He sat near the bar and waited for Gemma when she had promised to meet them there. He had invited their friends too, but Niall and Barbara were out of town and those days Zayn was always falling asleep on whatever comfortable surface he could find. Liam did not feel comfortable bringing him to a club much to Zayn's protests.

"Louis!" Someone shouted right on his ear, making him jump up a little.

He turned around and spotted Gemma grinning at him. "You scared me!"

"Sorry!" She quickly apologized. "Do you want something to drink? I'll order."

"Surprise me." Louis grinned, just as Harry and Andres made their way there. "Surprise them too, but watch Harry, he's already drunk."

"Lightweight." Gemma mocked him but still ordered him the one and only drink she was going to let him drink.

"I'm... I'm not drunk." Harry looked offended.

"Sure you're not." Gemma rolled her eyes then turned around to order their drinks.

"I'm not." Harry pouted. "Louis, I'm not." Harry turned to look at Louis who was trying not to laugh, them turned to look at Andres. "I'm not."

"Of course you're not. Gemma's lying." A way less drunk Andres patted his head as he reassured him that he was fine.

"I gotta pee." Harry announced just as the bartender who they weren't even paying attention to served them their drinks.

"Want me to walk you there?" Gemma asked him, watching Harry slowly start to walk.

"I'm good." Harry waved her off.

Louis grabbed his drink and sipped from it as he watched his boyfriend go. He decided not to drink too much, just in case the other two got wasted. It was always good to have a slightly sober person in the group.

"He's so clumsy." Andres told him fondly.

"You should have seen him when he was a kid." Gemma laughed.

"He refuses to tell me any childhood memories." Andres chuckled, but Louis could see it had upset him when Harry had flat out refused earlier that day.

"He'll come around." Louis set his drink down then turned his back on it to look towards the bathroom.

When he finally saw Harry walking out in one piece, although wobbling, he grabbed his drink. Just as he was about to drink from it, Andres slapped it right out of his hands, the glass shattering onto the floor.

"Andres!" Louis gasped, astonished that such a gentle soul like him would do such a thing.

Harry's drunk glassy eyes, burned red. That was so rude! How dare he. But before he could get in the Spaniard's face, he was yelling at the man behind the bar, who looked oddly familiar to Harry.

"What did you put in it?" Andres was glaring at the bartender and when Louis finally paid attention to him, he recognized him right away.

"Aiden?"

"What the fuck, man!" Harry shoved Andres who didn't even move and instead grabbed him by the shoulder.

"He put something in Louis' drink. I saw him." He told his brother, his eyes honest and true. "I swear, Harry. I think that man was trying to roofie him."

It only took a few seconds for Harry to react and when he did, not even Andres could grab him on time to hold him back.

"Did you put something in Louis' drunk, you sick motherfucker!" Harry shouted as he tried to jump over the counter to kick his ass like he had done so many times before.

"I didn't do anything!" Aiden shouted as he turned away, trying to get away from Harry's swinging arms.

"I saw you!" Andres shouted.

"Hey! Let's go!" Gemma grabbed Harry along with Andres by the back of their shirts so they could leave. She didn't want them to get in trouble.

"You're dead! You're fucking dead!" Harry shouted over the loud music.

Andres struggled to get Harry out of there but when he did he stood in front of him with his hands on his shoulders trying to calm him down while Gemma and Louis waited for their Uber.

"I wanna kill that piece of shit! He's wanted to have sex with Louis for years. He was gonna rape him, Andres!! I have to make him pay. No one hurts my baby..." Harry told him, trailing off into a drunk mumble.

"I get it. I do." Andres calmly told him. "But you can't get in trouble. I can't get in trouble or I'll have to leave the country and they won't let me back in."

Harry suddenly didn't want him to leave so he nodded and hugged him. "Okay. I'll be nice for you, big bro."

"Louis is okay." Andres continued, hugging him tight.

"Alright. Thank you." Harry finally nodded then walked up to Louis and hugged him.

But Harry was too drunk to realize that Louis was quietly crying.

He had almost gotten raped. If it wasn't for Andres there could have been a great chance that Aiden's plan would have worked. Gemma and Harry usually get wasted so the likelihood of them noticing Aiden taking him away in time was slim. He had gotten lucky. So lucky.

The Uber finally got there and they quickly piled up in it. When they got home Anne was in the living room with Josie in her arms. She looked like she had been crying when she was clinging to her nana refusing to go to sleep even though her eyes were half closed.

"Oh shit!" Harry startled when she turned the light on as soon as they walked in.

"Are you kids drunk!?" Anne exclaimed.

"Just– just a little." Harry stumbled on his way to her. "Hi baby muffin."

"Mama." Josie sniffled then finally separated from Anne to look around, starting to cry more when she saw Louis standing by the door. She made grabby hands at him and Louis was quick to pick her up, kissing her little face.

"What's wrong?" Louis asked. Doing his best to act like he was okay. He needed to be there for his daughter. His number one priority. And Harry was too drunk to handle her.

"She just wanted you. You're always here at this time and she probably missed you." Anne explained, noticing Louis had been crying.

"Is everything okay, love?" She asked him, getting up to go to him when Louis burst out crying.

Not wanting Josie to get freaked out, Gemma quickly took her out of Louis' arms and went upstairs with her to play. Then Andres took the liberty of telling Anne what had happened. By the time he was done, she looked ready to hunt down whoever had tried to hurt Louis.

"And you didn't call the police or alerted a manager?" Anne asked.

"No..." Andres trailed off. "Harry was trying to fight him. Gemma and I thought it was best to leave immediately."

She sighed. "Yeah, I guess that was the right thing to do." She looked at Louis and hugged him. "You alright, sweetheart."

"I am. Still a bit scared, but I'm good."

"I'll tell Des to take care of that man." Anne kissed his temple.

"No. it's alright. I don't want anymore trouble. I just want to go to sleep." Louis gave her a sad smile.

"Alright, love." She said, then looked at Andres. "And you are spending the night here."

"It's okay, Anne. I can call an uber." Andres said.

"No, sir. You are staying here. Gemma already set up the air mattress." Anne insisted.

"Okay." Andres said. "But I'm going to call Des first to let him know."

"You do that, love. We don't want him to worry." She stroked his cheek before she said goodnight and left to her room.

"Lets go to bed." Louis walked towards the stairs, but stopped when he saw Josie, noticing Gemma wasn't with her but Balto kept getting in front of her as if he was keeping her from falling as she slowly walked down the stairs holding tight onto the railing.

"Mama?" Josie looked around until she found him then ran to him, having to tell the dog to excuse her, and held her arms up so her mama could hold her.

"Why did auntie Gemma let you come down here by yourself. You could have fallen." Louis kissed her cheek then settled her down on her back in his arms, startling when Gemma ran down the stairs and almost tripped.

"Oh my god, Louis! I am so sorry! She was supposed to be sleeping with me." Gemma quickly apologized.

"She's fine, Gemma." Louis gave her a small smile to let her know he wasn't mad. "But please be more careful next time."

"Of course." Gemma nodded, then looked at Harry who was asleep on the couch snoring.

"Want me to help you bring him to his room?" Andres asked.

"Please." Gemma said, when he saw Louis holding a already sleeping Josie.

They both helped Harry to his bed then said goodnight as Louis made sure Josie was comfortable next to her daddy who was still snoring. He couldn't understand how she slept through that.

Andres ended up staying another week with them and when he left, it was with the promise of staying in contact and new siblings. Louis was happy they had all bonded, especially Harry and Andres. He could see he was sad his brother was leaving.

~*~

A few weeks later Louis was woken up from his nap with Josie when his phone started ringing. He quickly picked it up from his night table then stared at Josie to make sure she was still asleep before he answered. She had had a rough day after a fire ant had stung her. But that's what happened when she didn't listen to him. He was expecting the skin on her foot to look uglier but he was ready for it. Her little eyelids were red from crying and he felt sorry for his baby girl when he knew fire ant stings were extremely painful.

"Hey, Zee." Louis groggily said as he rubbed his eyes.

"Hey." Zayn's voice cracked and Louis sat up when he could tell something was very wrong.

"What's wrong?" Louis asked. "Is the baby okay?" His voice filling with concern for the tiny developing fetus inside his best friend.

"Yeah, Louis. It's something else... just please don't be mad at me." He whispered, his voice laced with fear.

Louis initially sighed in relief just to get worried again. What was Zayn talking about?

"Um I'll try not to be. What's up, Zee?" Louis inquired cautiously.

"So Liam and I figured out how I got pregnant...." He began.

"Okay... how? And what does this have to do with me?" Louis said.

The line was quiet for a second before Zayn continued. "It was the lube we used. Apparently you aren't supposed to use it when having sex with a condom because it will disintegrate the latex enough for cum to escape out of the tip."

Louis listened his head while his friend explained, but he still didn't understand what this had to do with him, until it suddenly clicked. The night he and Harry had gotten high at Zayn and Liam's apartment and fucked in their bed, they had used the same lube that Zayn was currently referring to.

"Oh fuck." Louis blurted out once he made the connection. "No no no, Zayn I can't be pregnant right now. Not again." Louis whimpered hysterically. "Josie is two and half, we're both in school, neither Harry or I have jobs, and we are still living at Anne's house. We aren't ready for another baby! I can't -"

"Lou! Calm down. You might not even be pregnant!  Liam and I used that lube for a month straight. It's not surprising I got pregnant. But you only used it once, and the chance that the lube disintegrated the condom that one time isn't big, okay. I just called to tell you to take a test, and make sure that you aren't pregnant."

"Okay, okay, you're right. When Josie wakes up I'll go buy some." Louis told him. "Thanks for letting me know."

"Good luck, babe." Zayn told him before he hung up.

Josie took an eternity to wake up and when she did he grabbed her and her bag and left to the pharmacy. When he got there he held Josie instead of making her walk because she walked way too slow. He stopped in front of the pregnancy tests looking for the cheapest ones which was twenty dollars. Louis shook his head. He was not going to spend that much money on one pregnancy test, first because he couldn't afford to, and second he wanted to buy more than one. He decided to leave and go to the dollar store where he could get as many as he wanted.

On his way out he made the mistake of walking through the aisle with junk food.

"Mama." Josie pulled on the collar of his shirt and pointed at a bag of bbq lays. "I want, mama."

"Not now, baby." Louis said and kept walking, not expecting her to start crying. Louis sighed when he looked down at her and realized that she was seconds away from throwing a fit if she didn't get what she wanted. His baby girl was such a brat sometimes but he loved her nonetheless. "I said no."

"Mama!" She sobbed, tears poured from her blue eyes and ran down her red cheeks. Louis wondered for a moment if he looked like that when he was little, and if he was pregnant, would the baby look like him as well, or more like Harry?

"Hey," Louis set her down and crouched down in front of her grabbing her arm. "Crying won't make me buy them for you." He told her sternly. He didn't have time for this; he really needed to buy those tests.

"But..." She hiccupped, then pointed at the chips. "P'ease."

"Mama needs to go to another store and if you wait without crying I'll buy them for you there, okay."

Josie stared at him, as if trying to decide whether she should trust him or not. "Okay," she finally answered and then ended up shrugging only to grab Louis' hand to walk out of the pharmacy. Louis shook his head, Josie amazed him with how she could easily switch up her emotions.

Louis' hands were shaking when he parked the car outside of the dollar store. Josie was already trying to unbuckle herself when he went to get her and as soon as he had her, he walked inside the store and went straight to the pregnancy tests grabbing three then the chips. When he paid for them he ignored the looks the cashier was giving him. He took his bag and walked to the back of the store to the bathrooms. He made sure to go into the bigger stall, and made sure Josie stayed at the corner with her back to him playing with a crappy toy he had gotten her to keep her entertained.

He quickly opened all three pregnancy tests and quickly did his business trying to ignore how dirty the restroom was. When he was done, he set a timer and paced back and forth trying to keep Josie from touching anything until it went off. He stopped breathing when it did and stood frozen where he was. Josie stayed quiet and still too, giving him an awkward look. Louis snapped out of it and walked up to the tests he had put on top of toilet paper and looked at them.

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