Louis was Harry's and Harry was Louis'. It was as simple as that and they both reminded each other of that, everyday. Little bites, soft kisses, gentle spanks or pinches involving their bums were very normal, at least to them. Louis made Harry feel young again.

Louis' 18th birthday was coming up and despite Harry's worries about Louis' birthday presents, he was scared. Everything went perfect in his life, together with Louis. Harry was scared that at some point, Louis would find a new, a better looking, a youngerman. He was scared that Louis' future didn't involve him. What would happen if the small boy decided to study abroad? Decided to do a job that was far far away from Harry's home?

Harry groaned and rubbed his temples slowly, a threatening headache occurring that started to slightly pound against his forehead. If Harry hated anything in this world as much as he hated himself, it was the headaches.

"Harry?", Louis' soft voice chirped into the room before he frowned and trotted over to Harry, settling down in the older man's lap to fist his hands slightly in Harry's shirt. Green piercing eyes moved up to stare into Louis' blue ones that looked very happy with just a tint of concern.

"Yes, pretty bird?" Harry cooed and leaned back, wrapping his arms around Louis to pull him against him.

"Don't have headaches.." Louis pouted and tapped Harry's nose before he sighed, "Zayn just called me. The guys and Jess are planning the night before my birthday .. They wanna go in that Beach Club? Like, celebrate into my birthday," Louis carefully watched Harry.

He's been on just one party before. He wasn't good at that, especially not with alcohol.

"Is that a gay club, or what?" Harry tilted his head to the side and stared at the blue eyed boy. He knew he couldn't forbid everything. Sooner or later, Louis would do it anyway.

Louis furrowed his eyebrows and shrugged, chewing on his lip, "I'm not sure, it's just some fancy club/bar thingy? Please?"

The two mustered each other for a while before a weak smile settled on Harry's lip, "yeah, of course. You're going to be 18 anyway then you don't even have to ask me anymore." Harry turned his head away. He knew he was being childish. He just couldn't help it.

"Is daddy mad at Loui'?" The smaller boy pouted softly and edged closer, smiling shyly.

"No, just worried," Harry muttered and groaned running a hand through his hair, "be a good boy and fetch some aspirin for daddy?"

Louis' eyes went wide and he quickly hurried off to the bathroom. They haven't really talked about all this daddy kink stuff, yet. Louis still didn't know so many things. He just knew that he wanted to be taken care of, he just didn't want to think and give all his control over to Harry.

"Daddy's good little boy," Louis muttered happily and got up on his tippy toes to try and reach the top of the medicine closet. But everything in Harry's house was just so high up, Louis was just not tall enough!

"Daddy s'tal, s'not fair," Louis grumbled before he tried to climb up the cupboard. A hiss left his mouth as he slipped, whimpering as he knocked an empty glass down during his fall. The glass shattered into pieces and as Louis tried to move, a broken piece cut in his hand causing him to cry out.

"Daddy!!" Louis sobbed and felt his eyes tear up before Harry came rushing into the bathroom, cooing softly.

"Baby, how are you ever going to live without me?" Harry whispered, voice falling sad as he moved over to Louis, lowering himself quickly down on his knees as he took a good look at the cut. Harry reached out for a wet towel and pressed it against the wound to stop the bleeding.

"Nevew," Louis muttered quietly and snuggled into Harry's neck, making himself as small as possible to fit in there (which wasn't hard).

"M daddy's boy, fowevew," Louis smiled and whined as Harry moved to disinfect the cut. "I know, baby, mine forever, hm?"

Louis giggles despite the pain.

"Yours, daddy. C-can Loui' do som'ing to cheer d-daddy u-up? Headaches g-go 'way?" Harry closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against louis', a heavy breath escaping his lips. "God, you're so fucking adorable." Harry gritted out, jaw muscles clenching as he cleaned the cut and wrapped a bandage around it.

Louis giggled, only hissed for a second as Harry applied pressure on the cut but then it was all good. Just a tiny throb. Louis sniffled and blinked, sitting up slowly.

"When's my baby boy gone, then?" Harry murmured and stroked some of Louis' fringe out of his face.

"Toniight, Lou's birthday is t'morrow!" Louis squealed and leaned into Harry's touch, moving closer to nuzzle against the bulge in Harry's pants, murmuring a soft, "daddy."

Harry's breath hitched for a second, his hand going to scratch behind Louis' ear.

"Okay.. But you're going to take your phone with you and you're going to call me if anything's not alright. I don't want you drinking alcohol, Louis. Did you get that?" Harry lowered himself and tapped Louis' chin up, blown pupils boring into his own.

"N-no b-bad stuff," Louis repeated and nodded slowly, purring as he leaned against Harry. Just as the two leaned in for a kiss, the door bell went off. Harry groaned and rolled his eyes.

"Feed the kitten, honey. I'll be right back." Harry pecked Louis' lip quickly, earning a tiny squeal from the smaller boy and went up to get to the door.

Jess.

Why on earth did she decide to come over now. Harry forced a smile on his lips and raised an eyebrow at her, "hello, sweetheart." He meant it though. He really liked Jess because she was nice and good to and for Louis.

"Hey, Harry! I was wondering if Lou is home?"

Where else would he be, Harry thought with another round of teeth gritting together. He didn't know what was getting to him the last past days. Maybe it was the tension, the worries about Louis' birthday.

"He's in fact home. Hey, Jess I need to ask you something," Harry mumbled and licked his lips.

"Shoot," Jess shrugged.

"I recently got informed about your plans for tonight. Please, watch out for him. Louis' is a special boy. I don't want alcohol to come in his near. Nor anyone else for that matter. I, myself, can't come with you I know that, just.. Please take care of him," Harry's eyes went pleadingly as he stared at Jess.

"Will do, Sir. I always take care of him," Jess grinned and nodded, "you don't have to worry.. If anything's going wrong I give you a call. I'll text you the address of the club."

"Thanks," Harry mumbled and pulled the girl into a surprising hug.

"Louis' is in his space so.. " Harry bit down on his lip and pulled back.

"He told me, I know. It's just me, don't you worry. The dorks won't be here until 7pm. Probably even until 8 because Zayn has this annoying tick with his hair.. Everything has to be perfect, hell he's worse than a girl saying I only need five minutes," Jess rolled her eyes causing a small smile to appear on Harry's lips. As he was saying, he liked the girl. She always had a cocky sentence lingering on her lips.

"Come in, then." Harry closed the door after her and leaned against it. He was going to have a lot of time to prepare the last bits of Louis' present. The curly lad needed to "chill", like Jess would say it.

"Lou!" Jess called softly and chuckled as Louis came trotting into the floor, head tilted to the side, curiously. "Jess!" He squealed and giggled, running to the smaller girl and wrapped his arms around her, squishing her to her chest.

"Hi there big boy. Just wanted to check on ya.. Y'know help you to dress up and all that."

Louis nodded and peaked over her shoulder at Harry, a shy smile lingering on his lips.

"I'll leave you two to it. I'll be at the gym, probably," Harry frowned for a second before he walked over to Louis and wrapped his arm around the smaller boys waist, pressing his lips harshly to Louis'. Jess cheeks flushed.

"Ciao, ciao baby." Harry smirked and winked at a very flustered looking boy just as Jess snorted. "Hello, fifty shades of Styles," she muttered before she even noticed what she said.

"Oh, someone's been reading the books too, huh?" Harry smirked and tickled her side for a second before Louis' jealous pout caught his attention again.

"L-Loui' don't know t-the books? S Loui' stu-stupid?" His blue eyes fell sad as he watched the two in front of him, whimpering slightly. To Jess, it was still a little weird to see someone like Louis in his headspace. But then again, she found it immensely adorable.

"No, No, the books aren't for little boys like you," she laughed out and pecked Louis' cheek. Harry felt only slightly jealous.

"Exactly, baby. I'll be back later.. Before you'll be gone." Harry smiled and stroked over Louis' cheek and bit down on his lip. "Bye, daddy." Louis puckered his lips and received a quick kiss before Harry turned to Jess and chuckled.

"Jess," he nodded.

"Mr Styles," Jess winked and then Harry was gone.

"Jesus Christ, I don't even want to know what you two kinky bastards do in bed, geez."

Louis laughed and took her hand, pulling her up in his room.

"Fun stuff," Louis said with a shrug and sat down on the floor, eyeing Jess. "You w-want to help m-m-e with colouring?" He smiled shyly as Simba climbed up on his lap and curled himself in there, head placed on Louis' thigh.

"Sure, love." Jess smiled gently and scooted closer, grabbing the pencils.

"Your daddy seems a little worried, hm?", Jess looked up to Louis catching his pout. "I-it's Loui' fault.." He said sadly and stroked over Simba's fur. "L-Loui' wanna be with daddy fowever b-but daddy's afraid t-that I-I-"

"Will go?" Jess sighed and bit down on her lip, nodding slowly.

"Well, why don't you show him that you're his then?" Jess smiled and smirked a while later, "I could help you with that.. When's Harry's birthday?"

"Fiwst of February," Louis said proudly and went to grab a colouring book. "Lovely, you will be going with me to a shop then in January," Jess laughed, her eyes twinkled. "Get something nice for your daddy.." She mumbled and winked at Louis who flushed.

"Somet'ing nice for daddy!" Louis squealed and nodded happily.

The two of them drew for a while, chatting and stroking Simba, who switched his sleeping spot to Jess' lap, until they heard Harry's car pull up in the drive way.

"Let's get you dressed up, hm? Show Harry how sexy you can look," Jess laughed and got up, trotting to Louis' closet.

"N-not t'is!" Louis quickly stood up and blushed madly as Jess opened the doors.

A kitten costume, plugs and sparkling toys were the first things that caught Jess' eyes and it was already enough. "Oh my god," Jess whispered and quickly shut the door behind her, turning to Louis again with flushed cheeks.

"Okay that was the wrong one I suppose.." She chuckled and walked up to the other one muttering something Louis couldn't really made out but it involved the words kinky and shit. Louis giggled shyly and plopped down on the bed.

He was dressed up in the next half an hour, mostly watching Jess get herself ready. She didn't need much though. Louis liked that about her. She was natural and simple.

"Don't you have a crush on someone?" Louis smiled, mostly back in reality right now and out of his headspace.

Jess' cheeks flushed and she smiled at Louis through the mirror, "I do. But that's not important, tonight's about you." She raised an eyebrow up at Louis and chuckled softly. No, she wasn't in love with Louis, nor Harry. Nobody had to worry about that. Nevertheless, she didn't want Louis to know yet.

"Okay," Louis said shyly and stood up just as Harry knocked on the door.

"Babe? You ready? Zayn and Liam are about to ring the bell," Harry's low deep voice turned up from behind the door.

Louis smiled and went quickly to open it. Harry almost stumbled into the room but caught himself rather quick again to take a good look at Louis. He unconsciously licked his lower lip.

"My baby boy does look very good.. Stunning," Harry smirked, eyeing Louis. He was still sweaty from his workout. If Louis could, he would have jumped on him the second Harry bit down on his lip.

"No shagging!!" Jess burst in and shoved Louis out of the room, following him quickly. "I'll text you the address, Sir, see ya later alligator!" She yelled while they stumbled down the stairs.

Harry leaned against the doorframe with a soft sigh and looked after Louis with a small smirk. He'd like his present.

"After a while, crocodile," he muttered and bit down on his lip, hard.

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I know it doesn't involve Louis' punishment, yet but I just thought that this is needed to proceed with that whole story.

I also do think about to just un publish the epilogue again and post it later, later. Because I can't get enough of this story, help?

Anyways, did you like this chapter?