No.1 Kids (Sequel to No.1 Daddies)

Prologue

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Prologue

(Louis's P.O.V)

I had to suppress myself from laughing as I watch Harry squirms in his sleep.

I moved the peacock's feather all over his face, and quickly pulls back whenever Harry tried to swat it away. His face was scrunched up in annoyance but his eyelids remained close. I moved the long colorful feather across his face again but when Harry lets out a long whine, startling me, causing the peacock feather to shove right into his nose. Harry's eyes immediately shot open, while I was clutching my stomach and rolling on the floor, laughing my ass off.

“Lou! You asshole!!” Harry screeched hoarsely in his morning voice. He took out the feather from his nose and grimaced at the sight of it. He threw the feather away and tackled me on the floor. Harry tried his best to pin me on the floor but with his sixteen years old body against my 18 years-old body, he didn't have a chance. He kept spitting out curses at but I I kept on laughing, with the image of a peacock feather stuck inside Harry's nose.

“Boy! Keep it down and, language!” Dad roared from downstairs.

In attempt to calm my little brother down, I wrapped my arms around his bare shoulder and crushed his face against my chest. Harry sighs and gave up, collapsing his body on to of mine and snuggled close to me.

“What the hell Lou? Why are you up so early?” Harry slurred sleepily. “I was sleeping,”

“It's the first day of school Hazza,” I said as I card my fingers through his oily dark brown “Eww, Hazz, when was the last time you washed you hair?”

“Ugh, sometime before summer?” He answered sleepily.

“That is disgusting Harry. Who knows what vicious animals is inhabiting your jungle of hairs,” Louis grimaced.

“Shut up Lou. You sound like Ni. Only he can say things like things like that and get away with it,” Harry slurs, smiling a tad.

“Speaking of Niall, I need to wake my favorite little brother,” Louis said as he swiftly shove Harry away.

“Oi! I thought I was your favorite?” Harry said in his fake-hurt voice.

“No,....you're the middle one, you always come second,” Louis joked before running out of Harry's room.