Note: More Larry with Leah, their daughter :) I wrote his because I love everything with Larry and kids in between <3 Hope you like it, too!
Summary: Where Larry’s child is worried about having a brother.
Louis can feel something patting his legs. What’s happening? It’s late in the night, really. Too late; and he’s so bloody tired after fucking the shit out of his husband three times followed (because Harry still has a bit of a horny teenager, God).
“Haz, I want to sleep” Louis murmurs, burying his face on the pillow.
As an answer, Harry growls on his sleep. Louis can feel Harry’s body impossible close to his, spooning him, their legs entangled and fingers intertwined. So, if Harry is right there cuddling with him… who the hell is tapping his leg?
The tiny and worried voice from Leah gets into Louis’s mind. He doesn’t take too long to process what’s happening, and seconds later he’s wide awake. He finds his little girl on bed, curled up against his and staring at him with worried eyes.
“Hey, love” he says, his voice a bit husky from the sleep. “What is this beautiful little girl doing here? Did you have a nightmare?”
Leah shakes her head and then starts to play with the hands awkwardly, right as she does when something is bothering her.
Louis sits up on bed carefully, not without getting a grumpy growl from a sleepy Harry, and opens his arms to hug his child. Leah immediately curls up on her dad’s chest and he wraps her tiny body with his arms.
“What about dad?” she asks, pointing at Harry. Louis turns to him and can’t help smiling at the view of his beautiful husband fast asleep, mouth slightly open and his messy curls all over the pillow.
“He’s sleeping. Do you want me to wake him?”
“No! He’s dreaming” she says, staring at his young dad. Louis nods, stroking her hair.
“I’m pretty sure he is”
“Is he dreaming with you?” Leah asks, resting her head against Louis’s chest. Every time she do this, Louis feels a rush of happiness all over his body, feeling that the moment can’t be more perfect and his life is right what he wished for. Leah and Harry make him feel full. Happy.
It’s incredible for Louis to hug something as tiny and delicate as his daughter Leah.
“I hope so” he whispers after kissing his daughter on the head.
“Or maybe what, lady?” Louis asks, frowning.
Leah looks at him with her beautiful eyes wide open. She bites her thin bottom lip and then finally speaks out: “Mmm… daddy…”
“You are happy with us, right?”
“What is that question coming from?” Louis enquires, clearly surprised by his daughter’s question. Why is Leah being so insecure? She’s usually as strong and secure as him; she’s a mini version of Louis.
“Daddy… I heard dad! He was saying something about…” she shuts up without ending the sentence.
Louis doesn’t push his little girl to talk, but he’s so fucking curious. Leah never makes so many turns when she’s about to say something, she just goes for it and that’s all. But in that moment…
Then, as the father he is, he catches what’s happening inside his daughter’s mind. It was just a guessing, nothing concrete. That midday at lunch, Harry talked with him about it, but only as a future option. Of course Louis was willing to have another child, actually he’d love to, but that conversation was only a guess. Nothing concrete. But Leah heard them, and maybe…
“Leah, my love. Are you trying to ask me if daddy and I are planning to have another child?”
Leah blushes visibly and buries her head on Louis’s chest, hiding it. Louis giggles and holds her tightly, kissing the top of her hair.
“Is Leah Tomlinson-Styles jealous?”
The little girl nods, a little bit embarrassed.
“No! Don’t be jealous, baby bug… You are and you’re always going to be our number one”
“Yes, Harry was talking about another child… but because we want you to teach him –or her- how to be as awesome as you!”
Leah moves her head until she faces her daddy. She’s pouting, making that puppy face Harry taught her to do (the one that makes Louis want to kiss him all over his pretty face). She sighs loudly and then glances at Harry, who is still asleep.
“Am I awesome?”
“Yup, of course”
“You’re my dad” she says, rolling her eyes. “That’s why you are saying me this”
“Hey, give some me credit! I’m your dad but I’m not a liar, you know?”
Father and daughter giggle and collapse in bed, Louis tickling Leah while she’s laughing with her tiny and girly laughter. All the noise finally wakes Harry up.
“What…?” he asks, clearly angry for being waken up in the middle of the night. Yet when he sees his husband with his child having fun and so cute together, the anger fades away completely from his face and mind. “Are you both having a tickles battle without me?”
Leah gets rid of Louis and runs to Harry’s arms, who is ready to embrace his daughter.
“That’s not fair!” Louis yells, joking, and then he jumps over them and the tickles battle is now back again.
They play together, making a mess of the bed: while Leah is trying to hide behind Harry, the young man is trying to tickle Louis and Leah at the same time. Then Leah takes a cushion to protect Harry from Louis’s tickles.
“Daddy is gonna win!” She shrieks with excitement. Harry laughs loudly, throwing his head back, enjoying the nice and warmth feeling in his stomach. Then he takes the cushion and throws it to Louis.
“Oh, you Styles, how dare you!” Louis groans and then starts making tickles to Harry while Leah is trying to help him.
When they are tired enough and they need to recover their breathing, the three lie down in bed, wide smiles on their faces.
“If I have a brother… we will still have tickles battles?” Leah asks with a shy voice.
Harry, who had lost part of the conversation but it’s smart enough to understand his daughter and to reply nicely to her, answers: “No! They’re going to be better! We’re going to be two against two!”
“That’s right” Louis agrees, intertwining his hands with Harry’s. “Daddy is right, love”
Leah settles between her two daddies and pokes her head up, staring at them happily.
“Mmm… Well, in that case, I want to have a brother!”
Harry giggles and looks at his daughter with tenderness, and then his gaze slides to Louis, who is smiling at him.
“Lou wants a boy, too”
Leah claps her hands in excitement and then closes her eyes, finally getting ready to sleep.
“Are you going to sleep here, bug?” Louis asks and Leah only nods in response. She’s falling asleep, tired after the tickles battle.
Time passes and Leah’s breathing turns slow, which means she fell asleep. Harry is awake, so Louis is. Their gazes find each other.
“I love you” Harry whispers, feeling that the words are not fair enough to his feelings.
“I love you too, curly. Thank you for giving me the most amazing family”
“No. Thanks to you, Lou”