《Kayden (Larry Stylinson)》Chapter Twenty Eight
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Louis P.O.V -
"Papa" I hear Kayden say into the phone. She is facetiming with Harry again but today she has been missing him more than usual. "If you don't have any more concerts now, why can't you come home?" She asked sadly.
"Because I have a couple radio interviews angel." He replied softly. "But don't you worry. Four more days and I will be home and I won't leave your side."
It's been a little over two weeks since Harry's coming out interview. The response has been both positive and negative. A good majority of his fans already suspected he was gay, so they had very caring and loving things to say. However, there were still the ones who honestly believed they were the future Mrs. Harry Styles that had some rather nasty comments. Overall though, everyone was happy. Harry was happy. I was happy. And most importantly, Kayden was happy.
The next day was long. My mom had to pick Kayden up from school because my boss needed me to fill in for him at a really important meeting. As it was reaching 5:30, I decided to send Harry a text.
hey. im stuck at work. kayden is with my mom. you might have to facetime her instead.
I paid attention to the boring meeting a little more until I felt my phone vibrate on my leg.
ok boo... hope you're having a good day x
I smiled and send back a quick 'xx'. He is always so considerate. That's one thing I admire about him.
By the time it hit 6:15, I finally got out of work. I picked up Kayden from my mom's house. She seemed a little down because Harry hadn't facetimed her yet. I told her to smile and that we would call him as soon as we get home.
I pulled in the driveway at 7pm. I was so exhausted I thought I could fall asleep in the driver's seat. Kayden and I walked onto the porch and I unlocked the door. As I opened it, I was looking at the car to make sure it locked when I hit the button. It wasn't until I heard Kayden gasp that I turned my head.
There stood Harry in my living room with a bouquet of roses and a teddy bear in his hand.
"PAPA!" Kayden yelled as she ran into Harry's arms. He instantly dropped the roses and the teddy bear on the floor to catch her.
I just stood there staring at the two of them. Was he really here?! Am I hallucinating because I am that tired? By the time I snapped out of my thoughts, Harry was putting Kayden down and walking over to me.
"Hi Lou." He said softly and opened his arms. I instantly walked into the and let him embrace me in a hug.
"What are you doing here?" I asked him.
"The interviews that I have left are all radio interviews I can do over the phone." He answered. "So I decided to do that and come home early. I didn't want to be away from the two of you another day."
I smiled at him and told Kayden to go put her book bag in her bedroom. As soon as she disappeared up the steps, I pulled Harry in for a kiss. It was a soft kiss. One that said exactly how much we missed each other. However, I didn't realize how much I missed his lips against mine until now.
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When Kayden came back down, we decided to watch a movie. Of course, she insisted on sitting in the middle of us like she usually does. But this time was a little different. This time, instead of Harry's arm being at his side, it was rested on the back of the couch while he ran his fingers through the back of my hair. Right before the movie ended, he said he had to go do something and disappeared upstairs. By the time he came back down, it was time to put Kayden to bed. We tucked her in and Harry promised her he would still be here in the morning.
As we left Kayden's room, I went to walk back downstairs but Harry grabbed my arm to stop me.
"What?" I asked him confused.
"Let's go to your room." He said.
"Harry." I chuckled. "We have to clean up downstairs first and then we can."
"There isn't much to clean up Lou. We can do it in the morning."
I rolled my eyes. "If there isn't much to clean up, then it will only take a minute."
He sighed and nodded reluctantly. We both went downstairs and made quick work of cleaning up and turning everything off. I locked the door and as I turned around, Harry was right in front of me. I thought he was going to kiss me, but instead he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder.
"HARRY!' I laughed. "Put me down!"
He didn't listen to me. He simply chuckled and walked up the stairs. When we reached just outside my door, he put me back on my feet.
"Jerk." I said, lightly smacking him in the chest.
I turned around and opened my bedroom door. I was instantly blown away by the sight in front of me. All over the floor and my bed were rose petals. On the floor, nightstand, and dresser were dozens of candles.
"Harry." I breathed.
He wrapped his arms around my waist from behind me and placed a soft kiss on my neck.
"Do you like it?" He asked softly.
"It's beautiful." I whispered.
He walked around me and grabbed my hand, pulling me lightly into the room, and then quietly closed the door. He took my face in his hands and kissed me slowly with a burning passion. I wrapped my arms around his waist and moved my lips with his. I couldn't believe he would do this for me. It's beautiful and perfect and thoughtful and I am the luckiest guy in the world.
As he broke the kiss, he looked in my eyes. He seemed nervous so I gave him a questioning look. He smiled a dimply smile that made me weak in the knees every time.
"Louis Tomlinson, will you please do me the honor of becoming my boyfriend?" He asked.
I stopped breathing. I knew we had agreed on trying a relationship after his tour was over, but I didn't expect him to go over the top like this just to ask me to be his boyfriend. It showed me what kind of amazing person he truly is.
"Of course I will." I replied, my smile just as bright as his.
As soon as the answer left my lips, he leaned in and kissed me again. It was a little different this time because neither of us could stop smiling into the kiss. However, when I laced my fingers into his hair and tugged, he became serious. Before I knew it I was pressed against the door as he kissed me deeply. I knew exactly where this was going, and I wanted it bad.
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"You know," I said after our incredible reunited sex, "you didn't have to do all this to get me to be your boyfriend. You could have texted it to me and I would have said yes."
He laughed. "I know, but you deserve the best. And I wanted the last time you were asked that question to be special." He answered.
"The last time?" I asked. He nodded. "You seem pretty confident."
"Louis. I already let you walk out of my life once. Do you really think I'm going to let that happen again?" He asked seriously. I simply smiled and shook my head. He continued. "There is nothing in the world that I want more than to be a family with you and our perfect little girl, and I am going to do everything in my power to make that happen."
I wanted to cry. This was all that I have been wanting. For Harry, Kayden, and I to be a family together. I never thought it would happen, yet here I am. I couldn't help but think that things may work out perfectly after all. However, I tried to keep my hopes down because we are only dating.
We spent the rest of the night talking about how we would tell Kayden tomorrow. We couldn't hide the fact that we're together from her for very long. And besides, not being able to kiss in front of her made things really difficult. We also agreed on going to visit Harry's mom and stepdad tomorrow since they haven't been able to meet Kayden yet. He said that his mom has been on his case about it since he found out she is his daughter.
The next morning, we woke up to Kayden yelling Harry's name. I realized quickly it was because he was asleep in my bed instead of on the couch where he normally is when he sleeps over. Both of us got up and made our way downstairs. As soon as K saw Harry, she jumped into his arms and asked him to make her pancakes. He agreed and we went into the kitchen.
"Hey Kayds." I said as Harry was just finishing up the last batch of pancakes.
"Yeah Daddy?"
"Papa and I have something we want to tell you." I said nervously. Harry walked over and put his hand on my back. Kayden looked at me as she waited for me to talk. I couldn't really think of how to say this, so I looked to Harry for him to take over.
"Your dad and I have decided to try being together." He told her.
"Like Nana and Grandpa Dan?" She asked.
We both nodded. "Yeah. Like them." Harry said. "Your dad is very special to me and I want him in my life as more than just my friend."
She thought for a second but then smiled. "Does that mean we will be a family?" She asked hopefully.
"Well princess." I answered. "We already are your family. Papa and I are both your dads so no matter what, we will always be your family. But I get what you're asking. Yes, we will be a family together now." She lit up and I was relieved she seemed very happy about it. I decided to leave out the part about us just dating and not getting married or anything yet because Harry seemed confident about this and I didn't want him to think that I'm not.
After breakfast we got into the car and began the two-hour drive to Holmes Chapel. We didn't tell Kayden where we were going. I thought it would be a nice surprise for her. She played her iPad quietly in the back seat for the whole drive. We got there within decent timing and I could see Harry's knee bouncing in excitement when we pulled into the driveway.
"You okay love?" I asked him.
He nodded. "Just really excited. I haven't seen my mom in months." We got out of the car and made our way inside. "Mom?" Harry called out.
The woman I recognized from the pictures on the internet walked into the room. She was even more beautiful in person.
"Harry! Hi baby." She said, hugging her son. "And you must be Louis." She said to me.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Twist." I responded, shaking her hand.
"Oh please. Call me Anne." I nodded. She turned to Kayden and bent down to her level. "And you must be Kayden. I have heard an awful lot about you. You look just like your father." She said to her in awe.
Kayden looked up at me and Harry.
"Kayds. That's Papa's mom. She is your grandmother, just like Nana." I told her.
She smiled at Anne and gave her a hug. After a couple of seconds, realization hit her and she gasped.
"You're the grandmother my middle name is after!" She said excitedly. Both Anne and Harry turned to me with wide eyes. I couldn't help but blush as Kayden continued. "Yup. Kayden Anne Tomlinson."
"Lou?" Harry asked in amazement. "You named her after my mother?"
I shrugged. "Well, when I was thinking of her name, I thought about how I had seen online the tight relationship you had with your mom. I figured that if you were helping me name her, you would want her middle name to be Anne." I said shyly.
Anne immediately walked over to me and hugged me. "Oh you sweet, sweet boy." She told me, kissing my cheek.
When she stopped hugging me, I looked at Harry. He smiled and shook his head.
"You never cease to amaze me." He said before kissing me lightly with his hands on my cheeks. He pulled away and looked at me seriously. "Thank you."
I smiled at him and kissed him again.
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