"Harry!" I breathed. "Oh fuck, Harry!"

I couldn't move. Between the way he had me pinned up against the wall, and the things he was making me feel, I was completely and utterly helpless.

"God Lou." He said breathless. "So fucking tight. Feels so good."

He continued to hold me against the wall. My legs were wrapped around his waist; his cock was pounding into me repeatedly. He pushed his lips against mine and kissed me hungrily. I could tell that my lips were already bruising.

"I'm close." I panted into his mouth.

He pulled me off of the wall, lips never leaving mine, and walked us over to the bed. He laid down on his back with me on top of him.

"Ride me Lou." He said after breaking the kiss. "Ride me to oblivion like you told me you would."

I started to move my hips in figure eights, then I began to experimentally bounce up and down. I couldn't help but notice how much deeper it was this way. I have never ridden anyone before so I wasn't exactly sure what I was doing, but judging by the moans coming from Harry's mouth, I was doing it right.

The closer I got, the more tired I became. The pressure was becoming too much. I reached down to touch myself but Harry smacked my hand away.

"No. I want you to come untouched, just from my cock." He demanded.

"Can't." I said exhaustedly. "So tired. So close and so tired."

Harry put his hands on my waist and started to lift me up and slam me back down, thrusting upwards while he pushed me down on his hard cock. As he started to become sloppy, I could tell he was getting close.

"Cum for me Louis." He breathed and who was I to deny him?

With a shout of his name I came hard and untouched, painting his chest and stomach in white.

"Oh fuck! Baby!" he screamed as he came deep inside of me. As he pulled out and went to get up, an alarm started to go off.

"What the hell did you set an alarm for?" I asked him.

He turned to look at me. "I didn't." He said simply.

I woke up to my alarm blazing. I quickly turned it off and then realized my boxers were sticky. I laid back down and smacked my forehead with my hand. "Great. Fucking great." I said to myself. I got up and got in the shower to rinse myself of my wet dream.

By the time I made it to my first meeting, I was fifteen minutes late. No one seemed to notice though, which was a good thing because I can imagine I looked pretty flustered as I repeatedly recounted last night's dream in my head. I didn't mean to have a wet dream about Harry. Really, I didn't. Could you blame me though? I mean, look at the man. Anyone with eyes has imagined him naked. I've actually seen him naked. It was inevitable.

When my last meeting was over, I quickly made my way out to my car and started the drive home. I decided to text Harry to see how things were going.

hey. on my way home now. should be there around 4ish. how did this morning go?

It took a few minutes for his answer, but I figured that he was probably doing something while Kayden was at school. When he replied, I just about jumped to read it.

perfectly... she woke up and went to school with no problems... are you sure she's yours?

I chuckled and remembered the night I told Harry about how much I used to skip school. I was so jealous that he didn't have to go to college to have his dream job.

haha. yes, im sure. I have the C-section scar to prove it and everything. :P

The rest of the drive went quickly with the only other communication from Harry being a text at 3:15 letting me know him and Kayden were safely back at my house after he picked her up from school. When I finally got home, I rushed inside, eager to see my daughter.

"Kayds! I'm home!" I yelled as I walked in the front door.

"DADDY!" I heard her yell from upstairs.

I could hear footsteps coming down the stairs, but they didn't sound like Kayden's. Harry came walking down the stairs with Kayden on his shoulders.

"Look Daddy!" She said excitedly. "I'm big!"

"You are!" I chuckled. I reached out to grab her and as soon as she was in my arms, she embraced me in a tight hug. "I missed you princess." I told her.

"I missed you too Daddy." She said softly.

I looked at Harry and had to fight the images from my dream from coming back into my mind.

"Thank you again." I said to him. "You kept your promise."

He winked and whispered quietly in my ear. "That's what fathers do isn't it?"

When he pulled back I could see a soft smile on his face. I smiled and lightly nodded. I sat down on the couch and placed Kayden on my lap. She started to ramble about how Harry is a really good cook and how they made chicken nuggets from scratch last night for dinner. Kayden is a very picky eater, so I was really impressed that Harry was able to make something decently healthy and get her to eat it.

When Harry said he was going to go so I could spend time with Kayden, K quickly ran to him and wrapped her arms around his waist.

"No Harry! Don't leave!" She begged. "Daddy can't Harry stay until I go to bed tonight? Please!?"

Harry and I were both endeared with how badly she wanted him around. She never does this to Zayn, and he has known her since she was born. The thought of her being attached to him scared me, but I quickly brushed it off. Now wasn't the time to worry about that.

I glanced at Harry to make sure he didn't actually need to leave. He nodded slightly, silently telling me he could stay.

"Sure princess." I told her. "Whatever you want."

She looked to be thinking deviously. "Whatever I want?" She asked.

I looked at her as if wondering what she was thinking. "Within reason." I told her.

She smiled brightly and turned to Harry. "Harry, you're moving in!" She demanded.

Both Harry and I choked on air and started coughing violently. When we stopped coughing, Kayden stood there with a proud look still on her face like she just thought of the most brilliant thing in the world.

"Kayden, sweetie, Harry can't move in." I told her. "Where would he sleep?"

"In my bed, duh." She said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

We both chuckled and softly explained to Kayden that Harry couldn't move in. She pouted for a minute, but once Harry told her that he would still come over every day that he possibly could, she was happy again. Harry had made spaghetti and meatballs for us for dinner and while we were cleaning up, his phone rang.

"Hey Gem... Yeah, I'm at Louis' house.... Okay.... I'll just run outside and sign it...Alright... See you soon. Bye." He hung up the phone.

"Gemma is going to stop by. I need to sign something for a charity event she is organizing in London and she leaves early tomorrow morning." He explained. "Don't worry though, she will stay outside and I'll just run out there and sign it."

I thought for a few seconds and then turned to Kayden. "Hey Kayds, did you know Harry has a sister?" I asked her. I could see Harry's face light up.

"You do?!" she asked Harry with a smile.

He nodded. "How would you like to meet her?" I asked.

"YES!" She exclaimed. "Harry can I meet her?! Can I please?!"

Harry immediately told her she could and she rushed over to give him a hug. He lifted her up and wrapped her in a tight embrace. He looked to me and mouthed a very sincere 'Thank you.' I simply smiled in return.

Gemma pulled up about a half hour later and Harry went outside. When he came back in, Gemma was with him. She smiled at me as if to say thank you. Harry must have told her that letting her meet Kayden was my idea.

"Kayden sweetie." Harry told her. "This is my sister, Gemma."

Kayden got off the couch and walked over to Gemma who immediately bent down to be her height.

"Hi Gemma! I'm Kayden!" She greeted her.

Gemma had the brightest smile on her face. "Hi Kayden. It's very nice to meet you." She told her.

Kayden gasped. "You have dimples like Harry! I have them too! See?!" She smiled a dimply smile. "Daddy tells me they're dangerous cause they let me get away with lots of stuff."

The three of us laughed and then Gemma spoke. "Your daddy is right. They are dangerous. They're our secret weapon." She said sweetly with a wink.

The rest of the night, the four of us played Candyland. I let Kayden stay up until nine since she didn't have school tomorrow. When it came time for her to go to bed, she gave Gemma and Harry each a really big hug and made them promise they would come over again, double checking that Harry was coming over tomorrow. They both assured her they would and I carried her up to bed.

After I tucked Kayden in and kissed her goodnight, I went to go back downstairs. When I reached the top of the stairs, I could hear Gemma and Harry talking.

"Harry. I see the way you look at him." She said.

"No Gem. Stop." He told her. "Don't start with this. This is about Kayden, not about Louis and I."

"Well can't it be about both?" She asked him.

"He has a boyfriend, And besides, I'm still not out. There is enough going on right now for us to figure out. I don't need to add something else to the mix." He explained.

I started to walk down the stairs, making my steps a little louder so they knew I was coming.

"Thank you Louis," Gemma told me as soon as I got to the bottom. "For letting me meet her. She is absolutely amazing."

"You don't need to thank me." I told her softly. "I should have let you meet her last week when Harry asked. I'm just really overprotective of her."

"As you should be." She answered. "I fully expect H to be the same way." She looked at her brother expectantly.

He nodded as if it was obvious that he would be, and for once I didn't feel like a single dad anymore. Kayden has two parents in her life now, even though she may not know that yet.