My Son and My Boy Band Boyfriend

Chapter 2. Pulling on Curls

“Okay, One of the boys and I will come round tomorrow, then you can come to dinner at our place”  

“Are you sure?”  

“Positive, Ri he’s my god son I want to know him”  

I sighed “I guess your right”  

“Of course I am, and not to bring up a horrific event but if you had died in that fire with Pat I would be left with a kid who doesn’t know me”  

“Again-“  

“I’m right”  

I turned and looked out my open door, across the hall to Drake’s room; he was squirming in the cot, crying in his sleep  

“What’s that?”  

“Draco, give me 2 minutes Harry”   I put my phone on loudspeaker and slipped it into my jean pocket before rushing across the hall and lifting Drake out of his cot, cradling him tight to my chest as he thrashed and cried  

“Shhh baby, Shhh” I soothed, stroking his bright blonde hair and rocking him side to side   He started to settle in my arms, and soon he back asleep, his head heavy on my shoulder, his body lip in my arms  

I laid him back in his cot and pulled the blankets around his sleeping form before raising the phone to my ear again, momentarily stopping to take it off loud speaker  

“Are you okay?” asked Harry, quickly  

“Yeah, It was just Drake” I muttered shakily  

“He still wakes up?”  

“No, he can sleep like an angel”  

“Then what-“  

“Night terrors, the doctor says it’s basically his mind replaying a horrific event from somewhere in the back of his mind, he’s happy as when he’s awake but as soon as he’s asleep and can’t control his mind it starts to act up on him”  

“He remembers the fire?”  

“Not while he’s awake”  

Harry sighed sadly into the phone “That’s…”  

“Yeah, but it only happens once or twice a night, I don’t have to get up to him other than then”  

I heard muttering on the phone  

“Yes Niall, No, No it’s fine, Liam will you relax, Lou, Lou don’t, Louis!-“  

There was a crash and then came a voice “Hi”  

I laughed “Hi”  

Harry seemed distressed on the phone”  

“Louis, give me back my phone!” came Harry’s annoyed voice from the background  

I laughed “Louis is it?”  

“Yep”  

“Everything’s fine, thank you for worrying, it was just my son, he’s a bit restless”  

“Your son?”  

“Yeah Har-“  

“Harold!” he screamed away from the phone “Why are you flirting with a mother, we told you not to do that anymore!”  

I laughed, stepping out of Drake’s room and closing the door behind me, listening to the argument going down on the phone  

“Louis” groaned Harry  

There was a beep and then all 5 voices on the other end of the phone were apparent  

“Harry, you’re flirting with a mother?” asked a calm, deep voice from further away