Louis' days were busy, but he felt like they were missing something. A month and a half after giving birth to Josie, Louis was already tired of the same old routine. He wanted to do something different. Harry was officially eighteen and his mother had made a big cookout. Gemma had visited and they had invited their friends who spent the day holding Josie. Harry had gotten a few presents and Louis had taken a lot of pictures of him and Josie. Harry had on a cardboard crown that said birthday boy and Louis wanted him to have memories of his first birthday with Josie.

"Are we going to church?" Louis asked.

It was a sunday morning, eight to be exact, and Harry was already awake. He was sitting on the bed next to Louis and had Josie in front of him propped up with a U-shaped nursing support pillow Louis had gotten when his arms got tired of holding Josie while feeding her. She was only wearing a diaper after she had pooped and had made a mess all over her brand new Powerpuff Girls pajamas. Whenever Harry would get close to her to kiss her little hands, she would let out gurgling sounds and her eyes would widen. She would smile too and they had freaked out, but Anne had killed their joy when she told them it was just reflex.

"Hell no." Harry answered, his lips pressed against Josie's chubby tummy. "I want to stay home." Harry pulled back and looked at Louis when he heard him groaning.

"Can we do something different? I want tamales for breakfast." Louis sat up and reached to kiss the bottom of Josie's foot.

"Tamales..." Harry trailed off. "We don't even know where to find tamales." Harry looked at Louis like he was crazy.

"Zayn knows someone." Louis grabbed his phone to text Zayn, getting a name, address and phone number right away along with a message telling him to get him some too.

"You're both crazy." Harry shook his head then started making funny noises at the baby.

"Shut up. You know you love me." Louis told him as he texted the woman named Alicia, making sure to mention Zayn.

"I do. Can't deny that." Harry said, never seeing when Louis paused what he was doing and stared at him.

Louis stared for a few seconds, phone in his hand. When Harry never looked at him, Louis sighed and continued writing the text. When he was done, he sent it and dropped his phone on the bed then got up to the bathroom to pee and brush his teeth. When he got back, Harry was dressing Josie up.

"She texted you back. Said she has two dozens left from this morning and she'll save them for you and Zayn if you go pick them up now." Harry told him.

"Okay. You wait here while I go pick them up." Louis went to the closet and came back with jeans and one of Harry's hoodies.

"What? No. We're going with you." Harry finished buttoning up Josie's onesie, groaning when she spit out milk when he picked her up.

"Ha! Now you have to change her again. I'm not waiting." Louis quickly grabbed his phone and wallet, made sure he had enough money, then left the bedroom.

"You little traitor." Harry narrowed his eyes at Josie, smiling when she cooed. "You're too cute and daddy loves you to pieces, baby." Harry undressed her and threw the onesie to the side before he picked her up and kissed her little face.

Harry had Josie on her tummy on top of his bare warm chest when Louis came back with a bag of tamales, orange juice and two disposable plates and forks. Harry watched him plate the food until he had to get up and put Josie in her crib, making sure to cover her with one of her blankets.

"Why is she not wearing any clothes?" Louis asked.

"She didn't feel like wearing any clothes." Harry shrugged. "What took you so long?"

"I had to drop off the tamales to Zayn's house and then went to the store to get orange juice. Your mom asked me to get some before they left."

They didn't talk while they ate, for once enjoying the silence surrounding them now that Josie was asleep. When they were done Louis made Harry clean up while he changed Josie's diaper and put clothes on her, annoyed that Harry had left her naked. He was terrified of his baby getting sick when she was still so young and tiny and it was wintertime.

"There goes my free the nipple campaign." Harry said as soon as he walked into the room only wearing pajama pants and no shirt. "We're all equal in this bedroom so we all get to show the nipple freely."

"Are you high?" Louis gave him an unimpressed look. He wasn't surprised when Harry was all for women's rights, had even gone to the woman's march with Gemma and her friends many times.

"High on tamales." Harry rubbed his stomach. "We should go watch a movie." He made his way to the bed where he laid down.

"I'm not taking a baby to the movies. Imagine if she starts crying right there...how embarrassing." Louis finished changing her then left her on the bed to dispose of the diaper and wash his hands.

"We can leave her with my mom." Harry said, putting his finger in Josie's hand when the baby always wrapped her little hand around it.

"Its Sunday and her day so no." Louis rolled his eyes.

"Then what do you want to do?" Harry asked, he was starting to get annoyed and bored.

"Well I'm gonna go take a shower now that she's going to nap." Louis picked Josie up, kissed her cheek and then put her in her crib.

"Can I join?" Harry asked, getting up when Louis motioned for him to follow him.

Harry thought he was going to get to fuck Louis in the shower, but they ended up only showering when Louis wasn't in the mood. They were already back in their bedroom on the bed studying for a math test they had the next day when they heard a knock on their door. They looked at it seeing it was Anne and she had an envelope in her hand.

"You got this in the mail. It's Josie's." Anne handed it to Harry since he was closer to her.

"What is it?" Harry asked as he read the front.

It was an envelope from the Social Security Administration and when Harry opened it, he found a social security card for Josie. He took out the card and looked at it before giving it to Louis so he could look at it too.

"It's Josie's social." Harry told his mother.

"Put it in a safe place." Anne told them right away. "You don't want to lose it somewhere where someone could find it and steal her identity."

"I will." Harry told her, taking the card back and putting it in the envelope before putting it on his nightstand. "When I'm done doing my homework." He quickly told his mother when he saw she was about to yell at him.

"I don't wanna hear that you lost it." Anne shook her head then walked toward the crib when she heard her granddaughter cooing. She found Josie wide awake with her thumb in her mouth. "Hello, my princess. I haven't seen you at all today, doll." The proud grandmother picked her up and held her in front of her to give her kisses before she placed her against her chest.

"You haven't seen me at all today either. Where are my kisses?" Harry glanced at her before he focused on the math review in front of him. He was sure that he was going to pass the test he had that week.

"I saw you at four in the morning today raiding the fridge. One of these days you're going to puke." Anne kissed Josie's forehead then put her back down in her crib.

"I was hungry." Harry shrugged, looking at his mom when she made her way to him. A few seconds later Harry was getting kisses all over his face as he tried to get away and Louis tried to hold back his laugh. It went away when Anne moved on to him, getting the same treatment as Harry.

"There. That's enough kisses for today." She sighed in content. "Do you boys want pizza for dinner? Evelyn and John are coming over so be ready for dinner." She told them before she left the room, letting Dusty in the room when she opened the door.

That night before dinner, Louis kept staring at Harry as he desperately looked around for god knows what. He was changing Josie's diaper then had to get her ready because his parents were coming over to see her too. He wanted his baby girl to look her best.

"What are you looking for?" Louis asked.

Harry paused what he was doing and stared at Louis with wide eyes. "Uh... nothing." He said before he continued his search.

"What is it though? Maybe I've seen it." Louis insisted as he put pants on Josie. It was one of the outfits his mom had given her. He kissed the bottom of her feet when she lifted her legs up and curled up into a little ball.

"It's just a paper...for school." Harry waved him off.

"I see." Louis grabbed Josie's brush and started brushing her hair. She was only a month and a half old, but she already had a lot of hair and Louis loved to brush it and put cute headbands on her.

He frowned when Josie lifted her arms up, making little huffing sounds as she messed up her hair again. "Josie, you're messing it up. Bad girl." Louis moved her hands away and brushed it again then put on a headband with a light blue flower on it making her cry.

"Louis, she hates that crap." Harry said as he looked under the bed.

"She doesn't." Louis stubbornly said, smiling at how cute his Josie looked. "Can you tell me what you're looking for now?" He asked again just as Anne walked in with a basket full of clean diapers.

"Don't tell me you lost her social security card." Anne dropped the basket near the crib then walked toward Harry.

"I didn't. It's somewhere around here." Harry rolled his eyes. "It's not like it grew legs and ran away."

"I swear if you lost it it's you who's going to have to figure out a way to grow an extra pair of legs when I'm done with you, Harry Edward!" Anne started looking around the bed. "I told you to put it in a safe place. If someone gets ahold of it who knows what they can do with her identity. Do you understand me?"

Harry looked behind his nightstand and shouted in victory, pulling out the envelope from behind it. "Looks like I won't have to grow another pair of legs, mother." He waved the envelope around until Anne snatched it away.

"I'm keeping it until you learn to keep things safe. I'm going to put it with yours." She told him, then turned to look at Louis. "If you ever need it just ask me, sweetheart."

Louis smiled at her and nodded, appreciating Anne's advice. Once she was gone he looked at Harry, his eyes going to slits.

"What?" Harry mumbled innocently.

"I can't believe you didn't know where it was! That's our daughter's whole future right there. You need to be more responsible Harry! What if you don't find it next time?" Louis shook his head.

"There won't be a next time cause she took it. We probably won't see it again until she turns eighteen." Harry rolled his eyes. Then he reached out for her, wanting to hold her. "Let me see my Josie, quick before someone steals her identity and she's not Josie anymore!"

Louis placed her in Harry's arms, but rolled his eyes before he did so. "That's not funny, Harry."

"It so is." Harry said, then looked at Josie and started talking to her using his normal tone. "'Cause if you're not Josie anymore then we're gonna have to name you Harriet."

"Hell no." Louis wrinkled his nose. "Her name is Louise."

"Because I gave her that name." Harry reminded him, causing Louis to blush, then he looked backed down at his daughter and began talking to her again. "And don't you love it, Josie? Such a pretty name for a pretty girl." He kissed her forehead gently, her red hair tickling his nose.

"Thanks. For naming her after me." Louis spoke softly.

Harry smiled and his eyes sparkled. "You're welcome. But just know that we are naming the next one after me."

When he realized what he had said, he blushed and looked away, clearing his throat in the awkward silence. He was thankful when they heard the doorbell then John's and Evelyn's voices.

"Nana and papa are here." Louis told Josie in his baby voice, fixing her headband again. The darn thing kept falling off.

"I don't think we should talk to her like that. I think that if we speak loud and clear to her then her speech will develop faster."

"She's a baby, Harry. It's fine if we talk to her like that for now." Louis argued, using his "mom" tone which had started developing the more he scolded Harry about their daughter.

"No. Babies brains are like sponges. Gotta get her started early. I've seen kids with their parents at the hardware store and I can't understand shit when they talk." Harry argued.

"Because they're toddlers!" Louis wanted to scream. "How are they supposed to talk properly when they can't even hold a fork right? You don't need to know what they're saying, anyways."

"Uh... yes I do. They could be talking shit for all I know." Harry said. "Anyway, I don't want her to be like that. I want her to be smart and articulate. The other day while you were showering, I played a few videos to her of the states."

"What the hell..."

"So she learns her states and once she knows them, she's gonna learn the countries." Harry kissed Josie's cheek.

"Harry you don't even know all the states names!" Louis told him, exasperated. Harry was absolutely ridiculous.

"I've been learning them. Quiz me! Go ahead and quiz me." Harry proudly told him. It made Louis smile when he felt proud too, even if Harry was being obnoxious about their month old learning her states.

"After we see my parents I will."

"I'll print a copy of a map and I will name them all." Harry said as he stood up with Josie still held safely in his arms, close to his chest, keeping her warm and comfortable. Louis followed him down stairs, looking at Josie over Harry's shoulder, her big blue eyes wide and trying their hardest to focus on Harry, but they looked a bit cross eyed.

"I know, muffin. Your daddy's way too handsome." Harry told her, hearing Louis snort.

When they got to the bottom of the stairs, Louis ran to his mom who was greeting Anne in the doorway. She had on a large pink sweater and her long blond hair was curled up. She looked beautiful. He hoped that her daughter one day would look just as beautiful as her grandma. But she had a good chance, since all the women in his and Harry's family were good looking.

Louis hugged her then touched her belly, feeling his sister move underneath his hand. He sometimes found it weird that his daughter and sister were the same age, but would remind himself that he was only eighteen. There was a huge age gap between him and his sister, but she at least was going to have Josie to grow up with. He hoped they would become best friends.

"Baby!" His mom exclaimed happily when she saw him and embraced him back just as warmly, attacking his face with kisses just like Anne had done to Harry not that long ago. "I've missed you so much."

"I live next door mom." Louis chuckled. "But I missed you too."

"You need to come visit more often. You haven't even seen Claire's nursery." She said, looking hurt.

"I'll come over after dinner. I bet it's beautiful."

"Your dad set it up all by himself." She smiled proudly, and patted John's back.

"Tell me it's not a seventies themed nursery." Louis groaned, knowing his dad and his love for music.

"Oh god no, of course not. Lord forbid!" Evelyn laughed, "He better keep all his seventies crap in the box inside the garage. He should be glad that I haven't throw it away yet!"

John squinted his eyes. "Touch it and I'll move it to Louis' room," he threatened.

Before they could start bickering Louis pulled his parents toward the kitchen where Harry was talking to Robin, Josie still wide awake in his arms and making baby noises.

"Yeah my boss is thinking about giving me a raise." Harry told his dad proudly. "Said that I'm his best worker."

"That's great Harry!" John said as he reached for Josie.

Harry handed her to him just as Robin was about to respond. They men gathered together while Evelyn took a seat at the table when her feet and lower back were hurting. The pregnancy was a bit harder than it had been with Louis.

"I'm so proud of you, son." Robin placed his hand on Harry's shoulder and squeezed a little.

"Thank you, dad." Harry smiled.

"I'm sure this pretty lovely lady is proud of her daddy." John kissed Josie's cheek. "Aren't you, my little butterfly?" He said as he stared at her eyes.

"She is." Louis walked by with plates to help Anne set the table.

It wasn't a fancy dinner when they were going to have pizza that Anne had ordered earlier and had just gotten there. Louis set a plate in front of his mom and furrowed his brow when he watched her squirm on her chair. He was going to ask if she was okay, but the rest chose that moment to walk in. John gave Josie to Evelyn then put her in her baby swing, wondering if it was okay with them that Dusty laid down under it after making sure the baby was okay.

They were having a good time when Josie started crying and just when Louis was about to get up, Dusty stood up on his back legs with the front ones resting on the edge of the swing. He stared at Josie for a few seconds then started to lightly swing her until the baby stopped crying.

"Who needs a babysitter when you have Dusty." Anne chuckled, then stroked the cat once.

The cat ignored them and laid down again under the swing and fell asleep. When they were done eating, they stayed at the table to catch up now that their lives were more hectic. Louis stayed by his mother's side, only moving when he had to feed Josie who was more demanding than ever. He was glad that she ate quickly so that he could return to the table. When he went back to sit next to his mom, he saw her close her eyes and put her hand over her mouth.

"Are you okay, mom?" Louis asked her.

"Yeah! Just tired." Evelyn assured him, seeing the worry on Louis' face. But Louis knew that something was wrong, his mother was breathing like she was in pain, her breaths shallow and low.

"Maybe you should go home and rest. Josie and I will visit you tomorrow." Louis suggested.

Evelyn closed her eyes then opened them again and stared straight at John. "Don't freak out... but I think my water broke." She said just as Louis heard the unmistakable sound of liquid landing on the floor.

"WHAT!?" Louis quickly sat up and sure enough, there was a puddle of liquid on the floor surrounding his mother's chair. "Mom! Dad!" Louis shouted, his voice panicky and borderline hysterical. His mother was in labor and he didn't know what to do, despite having gone through the exact some process himself only a month and a half ago.

"I said don't freak out." Evelyn was taking deep breaths. She knew everybody was going to start freaking out and she didn't want them to make a scene. Except for Harry who calmly continued chewing his food.

"We're not freaking out. We're perfectly fine, love." John calmly got up and walked over to his wife's seat. He grabbed her hand and helped her stand up. As soon as she was stable, he began walking her to the car outside, glad that the hospital was close by.

"I'm going with you!" Louis said and quickly got up and followed them, determined to be by his mom's side as she had been for him while he was giving birth to his little star.

"Wait!" Harry stopped him. "You can't go! Josie needs you!"

He got up when Louis picked Josie up and and ran upstairs to put her in her crib where she would be safe while he quickly changed into more appropriate clothes for the event. He was in the middle of putting his shoes on when Harry walked demanding to know if he was really going with them when they had already left to the hospital.

"I'm not going to take her, Harry." He said as he tied up the laces of his Vans. "There's enough milk for her in the fridge." He reassured the worried father, then grabbed his wallet and phone and tried to walk out of the room.

"Are you really going to leave me alone with her?" Harry asked, surprised.

"Yeah." Louis said, giving him a funny look. "You are her dad aren't you? You can watch her for one night without me can't you?"

"I mean, I guess..." Harry rubbed the back of his neck then stared at a sleeping Josie then at Louis.

"Good! Anne knows how to warm up her milk and she'll probably do it for you once so you learn but after that it's yo-yo night for you." Louis told him as he went to kiss Josie then walked out of the room with Harry following him.

"What is yo-yo night?" Harry asked him.

"You're on your own." Louis shrugged.

Harry didn't have time to say anything else when Louis had already closed the front door. He let out a loud sigh then made his way to the kitchen and opened the fridge. He looked around for the milk that he thought was in a bottle, but instead he found a container with baggies full of milk at the very back of the fridge. The lid was tightly sealed when he grabbed it and opened it to get a better look at them. They had the date Louis had pumped it and the date they were supposed to be thrown away. He was about to grab one when Anne startled him and almost made him drop them.

"Don't take those out if you're not going to use one." Anne walked in with a bucket and a mop after she had cleaned up the mess in the dining room.

"I was just seeing if she has enough." Harry put the lid back on and quickly put the container back in the fridge.

"She's supposed to eat in two to three more hours. Come get me so I can tell you how to warm up the milk." She made her way to the garage to put the bucket and mop back in there. When that was done, she put the bottles of soda away then started the dishwasher before she left to her bedroom.

Harry grabbed one of the big bottles of soda and went back to his bedroom, closing the door so the room stayed warm and comfortable for Josie. He checked on her one more time as he drank from the big bottle, furrowing his brow when he saw her little hands move.

"So... it's just you and me, muffin. All in our lonesome." He told her.

He expected Josie to open her eyes and when the baby never did, Harry went and sat on his bed, turned his computer on and started watching Captain America. Dusty got on the bed and laid down with Harry to watch the movie with him. Everything was going great until Josie started whimpering and crying at full volume. Harry ran his fingers through Dusty's back when the cat seemed to start getting agitated due to the baby's cries.

"She's okay, buddy. She probably has a dirty diaper." Harry cooed at him, knowing that it was too soon for Josie to be hungry again.

He got up to get her and when he did, his eyes widened when he saw the crib sheet stained with a little bit of poop. He held her in front of him to check on her, finding out that her diaper had unattached and moved to the side and now the poop was staining her leg.

"Oh no, baby. Gross." Harry wrinkled his nose when it was now him the one that had to deal with it when it was usually Louis the one who did.

He placed Josie on the floor on top of a blanket and carefully took off her diaper. He gagged at the mess when the baby had taken what in his opinion was, the biggest shit ever. It got even worse when Josie still wasn't done pooping and Harry quickly covered her again with the diaper. He waited until she was done and then uncovered her to asses the situation.

"What has Louis been feeding you?" Harry grabbed her wipes and started cleaning her up.

She started crying and it made Harry more desperate when she was getting too loud. Dusty jumped off the bed and went to lay down with her. He wrapped himself around her and started purring and rubbing his head against the side of her head. The baby whimpered for a few more seconds then calmed down and cuddled with Dusty.

Harry had already used most of the wipes left in the container when he realized how stinky she was. He decided that she needed a bath so he grabbed her things and the baby and made his way to the bathroom. She could be fully bathed now and Harry knew how to do it when sometimes he would help Louis. He waited for the bathroom to be warm before taking the rest of her clothes off and slowly lay her down in her warm bathtub.

She looked like she was ready to scream bloody murder but soon calmed down and let Harry give her a quick bath. When Harry was done, he wrapped her in her towel, set her down on the countertop on top of two folded towels and started drying and changing her. When that was done, he took her to the bedroom and brushed her hair then set her down in the middle of the bed to change her sheets. He had to use the ugly grey ones Louis had gotten so they had more than one and when he was done, he left Josie in there to go wash it and also the blanket and her clothes. He didn't care that it was only those things and was probably using more water than he needed.

"Harry, what are you doing?" Anne called out for him and shit. She wasn't supposed to find out he was washing only those items since she didn't like wasting too much water.

"Josie took the biggest dump ever and stained everything." Harry told her as he moved to stand in front of the washing machine.

"Alright then." Anne sighed. "Come here so I can show you how to warm up the milk. You have to do it a few minutes before so it's ready when she gets hungry."

Harry followed her to the kitchen and watched her grab a glass bowl and fill it up with warm water. She then grabbed a bottle from the many Josie had and then a baggie of milk from the fridge.

"Just put it in the warm water and let it warm up, when the water gets cold add more warm water. Do it until she starts crying and it will be warm by then. Not as toasty warm as the one straight from the source but enough. When that's done, simply attach this thing on top of the baggie to the one in the bottle and you're all set." She finished explaining.

"Okay." Harry nodded. "Thank you, mom."

"No problem, honey." Anne gave him a smile and reached out to put her hand on Harry's cheek, rubbing the warm skin with her thumb. "You're doing amazing, baby."

Harry blushed and let his mom kiss his forehead before she left to her bedroom. Harry warmed up the baggie as told and when she started crying, he touched the baggie satisfied that they were warm enough. He attached the baggie to the bottle and ran upstairs to where Josie was crying at full volume.

"Dude, I don't even cry for food." Harry closed the door and calmly made his way to the bed where Josie and Dusty were laying on, her little feet and hands moving back in forth in the air impatiently.

He picked her up, grabbed the nursing pillow and sat down on the bed with his back against the headboard and started feeding her, her big blue eyes were open and doing their best to look up at him. He wanted to take a picture when Josie's chubby hands grabbed the sides of the bottle and acted like she was holding it. Harry thought that her little finger nails were adorable. But he never cut them, always afraid that he would hurt her on accident.

"Do you miss mommy?" He cooed at her. "'Cause I miss him. But I bet you're having fun with daddy, aren't you? I'm your favorite parent, huh muffin?" He asked her, smiling down at her little face. Her red frizzy hair was sticking up a little, but unlike Louis, Harry wasn't going to comb it back down. His hair was frizzy too and they deserved to have a crazy hair day together.

When she finished all of the milk, Harry put the empty bottle down on his nightstand then lifted her up and placed her against his chest, trying to get any air out that could have gotten in her tummy. He didn't expect Josie to spit out some of the milk and get it all over her pink onesie pajamas.

"Did you make a mess, Josie cakes?" Harry cooed. "You're more like me than you let on." He chuckled as he started taking her pajamas off just as he received a notification.

He quickly unlocked his phone when he saw it was a text from Louis and smiled when he saw the picture of Louis holding the smallest baby girl he had ever seen. She had dark hair just like Louis and couldn't clearly see her face when she had just been born and looked like any other newborn. But he knew that she would have those blue eyes like all the Tomlinson's. He hoped for her sake that she looked just like her pretty brother.

"Look baby." Harry showed Josie the phone. "That's mommy's sister, your auntie Claire. She was just born."

Harry completely forgot to change Josie into new clean pajamas and instead replied to Louis' message then laid down on the bed with his little star on top of his bare chest, then turned on the tv to watch cartoons. He smiled when the oldies were on instead of the weird new cartoons that he thought were complete trash. Tom and Jerry was one of his favorites. He completely lost track of time and when Louis walked in, he found them on the same position. Josie asleep on his bare chest and Harry rubbing her little back.

"Why is she naked?" Louis asked, his voice was tired and annoyed.

"Free the nipple." Harry shrugged, then yawned.

"She's not supposed to be naked! She could catch a cold. It's wintertime!" Louis marched up to him to take her away but Harry moved her away from him.

"She's warm!" He exclaimed, holding her closer.

"You don't know that! What the hell were you thinking!" Louis criticized, then continued. "Were you even thinking? I can't even leave her alone with you for a few hours." When Harry relaxed his arms in defeat, Louis finally snatched her out of his grasp. He then began to search for another outfit for his naked baby girl. Although she felt warm and was comfortable, Louis still wanted her to have clothes just in case. She might have been warm enough in her father's arms, but Louis wouldn't tell him that. He was her mother and he worried.

"How's your mom and Claire?" Harry asked him.

"They're doing great. It was a very easy birth and Claire is beautiful!" Louis sighed rather dreamily. "I took a lot of pictures of them."

"More beautiful than our daughter?" But before Louis could answer, Harry said, "Impossible," as he smiled at Josie, who was now sleeping in mommy's arms.

"Stop it! I'm just so happy, okay." Louis said. "And my dad cried. I think mom fucked up his other hand."

Harry laughed. "I'm glad I didn't hold yours. I probably wouldn't have a hand."

"You wouldn't have a dick." Louis smiled sweetly at him then turned around to put Josie down in her crib so she could sleep just before they went to bed too.

*****

Three days later when Evelyn finally got to come home, Louis was the first to get there with Josie when he wanted to have alone time with his parents and sister. He gave Josie to his dad as soon as he had walked through the door then went to his mom to hug her before finally holding her sister. His mom looked like she was about to pass out from exhaustion and he had never seen his dad this tired.

"You guys look terrible." Louis told them, his tone honest yet sympathetic. He now knew what it was like to deal with a newborn and could empathize. Josie was a needy baby.

"She cries more than you did." John sat down on the couch next to his wife, rubbing a hand over his baggy eyes. "And mom is coming to see her tomorrow." He looked ready to cry.

"Good luck with that." Louis said, hoping she would completely focus on Claire and leave him and Josie alone. But he knew that wasn't going to happen. His grandma Beatrice was going to be all over his daughter and sister. He loved her but wished that she was more sweet like Josephine.

John passed Josie over to Evelyn then got up to open the door to let Anne, Robin and Harry inside the house. Harry was using his lunch break to come see her and Louis thought how sweet of him it was to do that. One day he would have to stop by his job and bring Josie, show her where her dad worked.

"How are you feeling?" Anne hugged Evelyn. "I brought some food for both of you. Figured you probably wouldn't have time to cook."

"Thanks," John said gratefully. "We haven't even had time to sleep."

"Do you want to eat now?" Anne asked and when they nodded, she made her way to the kitchen to heat it up.

"Thank you, Anne. We really appreciate it." Evelyn smiled tiredly.

"Can I hold her?" Harry asked Evelyn politely.

"Sure you can sweetheart," She smiled and handed Harry the little baby.

Harry cradled her carefully, making sure to support her head correctly with his arm. Claire was even smaller than Josie, which made sense, since she was born a little early and his own daughter was a week late. The greedy little thing just couldn't get enough of being inside her mother.

"She's gorgeous, Evelyn," Harry complimented kindly.

"Kiss up." Louis hissed under his breath. Harry rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue at him. Evelyn, with any luck, would be his mother-in-law, of course he wanted her to love him.

"She really is," Robin agreed. "She and Josie will break so many hearts."

Both John and Harry made a face at the mention of their daughters having love interests, causing Louis, his mom, and Anne to giggle.

Anne placed their plates of food on the coffee table then walked away to the kitchen and came back with two cold water bottles. Louis held Josie who was starting to get a little fussy while Anne held Claire and Robin watched the baby over her shoulder.

"She resembles Louis when he was a newborn." Anne said.

"She does." Evelyn confirmed as she ate. She and John were starving. Harry stared at the food longingly, but Anne gave him a look that told him to back off and go home if he wanted something to eat. He pouted but didn't complain.

He ended excusing himself when he was starving too and ended up at home alone eating the big plate of food Anne had left for him. As he ate he thought about saving up enough money to send her to a spa for the day so she could relax and come back as good as new. That was the least he could do for his mom who he adored. When he was done and had put the plate in the dishwasher, he went back next door to tell them he was going back to work.

At the Tomlinson's house, he found them taking pictures of both babies. They had sat them up against a few pillows on the couch and Louis was going crazy photographing them. He knew Josie was about to cry when she started pouting then opened her eyes to give them an irritated look. A few seconds later her little face scrunched up and she started crying at full volume. Harry wanted to reach for her but he had to leave. He knew that if he held her then he wasn't going to let go any time soon and he was going to be late for work.

"Be careful." Louis told him before he left.

Harry without thinking kissed his cheek and walked out the door without looking back.

Louis blushed when all the adults were smirking at him and picked up a crying Josie. He ended up having to go back home when Josie wouldn't stop crying and was disturbing Claire who started crying too. He hoped they got along when they were older and be best friends.

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When march came along, Josie was now a three month old. Her hair was a little longer and her body a little bigger. Louis felt like she was growing everyday. But that didn't mean taking care of her was any easier. She still cried and still pooped. Her personality was starting to show more and she was a feisty little thing. She was finally smiling for real and they thought she had the cutest little smile, especially her toothless ones she would give to only her parents. Harry cried when she smiled for the first time at him, but he would deny it every time Louis would bring it up.

There was now only three months left of school and none of them could wait until they graduated. But until they did, Louis made sure that Harry was caught up on all his assignments and passed every test. He would be damned if his baby daddy had to repeat senior year.

The day had been long and he was bored when he sat down at their lunch table waiting for the rest of his friends to get there. He set his lunch bag with his lunch on the table and took out a small container full of the lasagna Anne had made for dinner the night before. Harry had the same thing for lunch and he wanted to wait for him so they could both go and heat it up in one of the three microwaves the school had in the cafeteria.

"Fuck it." Louis sighed and got up to heat up his lunch. Josie was now eating more and as a result it made Louis more hungry than ever. He was just thankful that he wasn't gaining weight.

He was standing in front of the microwave. When his food was finished warming up, he took it out and checked to make sure it was hot.

"Damn Tomlinson." An annoying voice said from behind him. "Are you really going to eat all of that?"

Louis rolled his eyes and ignored Kendall. He had barely slept the night before and he wasn't in the mood to be dealing with bitches like her. His boobs hurt and he was hungry and thirsty.

"No wonder why you're such a fatass." She laughed. "You can barely fit in your jeans," she snickered.

Louis rolled his eyes one more time then looked her up and down. "I know you're jealous that I actually have an ass, but it's okay, Kendall. You could just buy one with your parent's money. I'm sure Kris will be totally okay with it."

"Keep my mom's name out of your filthy mouth, cocksucker."

"At least I get to suck his cock." Louis said. "Just because you are jealous that I get to have his dick up my ass doesn't mean you have to act homophobic." He told her.

"If your dumbass wouldn't have been stupid enough to get pregnant, then he would still be mine!" She screamed, stepping closer to him. "He's only with you now because of that baby, who last time I checked, still doesn't look anything like him."

Louis burst out laughing at her, having to lean against the cabinet for support, "Honey, you're blocked. Don't tell me you went and made another account to stalk him. You're pathetic, and now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to go back to my table and eat my delicious carbs, lord Farquaad."

There was a crowd already forming around them and Louis was starting to get annoyed when he just wanted to go eat his lunch and get on with his life. He grabbed his lasagna and took a step to walk away from there when Kendall slapped it out of his hands. The crowd started chanting 'Fight! Fight! Fight!' and Louis wanted to scream back that they weren't in middle school anymore. At the same time he was trying to control his anger when his food was splattered all over the white floor. Louis sighed.

"Pick it up." He demanded.

"Make me, you dumb bitch." Kendall got closer, towering over Louis.

"I'm the dumb bitch? You're the one that thought Harry was in love with you for the past three years when he's been fucking me the entire time!" Louis shouted. "Who's the dumb bitch now?" He shook his head and tried walking away but couldn't when she pushed him hard making his elbow hit the edge of the counter.

It hurt a lot and Louis wanted to cry but didn't have time when Kendall pushed him again and he fell, landing on his left hand hard. He felt like something moved out of place in his wrist and he was quick to hold it close to his chest. He looked up and stared at Kendall with teary eyes. She had done enough shit to him, but he still wasn't going to hit her. Louis won't stoop down to her level. Louis was better than that.

"The fuck are you doing!?" Harry shouted from somewhere, but Louis couldn't see him when his vision was beginning to get blurry due to the pain.

He felt someone helping him get up and he figured out it was Zayn when he smelt his cologne. Zayn pulled him to their table but Louis wanted to go back there when he heard Harry shouting to who he was sure was Kendall.

"Louis what happened?" HIs concerned best friend demanded to know.

"She pushed me and now my arm hurts!" Louis whimpered, holding his right arm with his left.

"Liam!" Zayn called out for his boyfriend who walked over to him and Louis in an instant. "He needs to be taken to the nurse. I think his arm might be broken."

Liam went to Louis and lifted the crying boy up into his arms bridal style and walked him and Zayn over to the nurse's' office so that Mrs. Martha could take a look at his injured arm.

"You know my legs work just fine right?" Louis giggled despite being in pain.

Liam just rolled his eyes and smiled. 

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