The week following Connor's visit, Louis and Harry visited their lawyer and explained what was happening, wanting to know if there was any risk to Connor's threat.

And just as she had told them years ago, she assured them that the law was on their side, and that even if Connor tried to sue them, he wouldn't win. Still, she made sure to tell them that if they received any more threats or a lawsuit, to contact her immediately.

But they were still hoping that things wouldn't get to that.

A little over a week later, Harry and Gemma's 30th birthday arrived, and they celebrated it first with a family lunch at the Styles' parents house, but that night they threw quite the party with friends at the Styles-Tomlinson's new house. And it was big enough for Louis to ask his parents to take the twins and Tori for the night, which they were happy to do for them.

And it was fun, a lot of fun, the kind of fun Louis hadn't had in ages, and so did Harry...

"I'm sorry" Harry said as he laid down on the couch after their last guests left.

Their last guests being Gemma and Niall, who were staying at Harry's parents house, and had left Claire with them.

"For what?" Louis asked while he picked up beer bottles from the coffee table.

"I'm drunk" Harry declared.

"I know" Louis chuckled.

"I'm not supposed to get drunk" Harry said, his speech completely slurred "Ever".

That was true.

After Harry's alcohol problems due to his PTSD, he had stopped drinking altogether for years. When he started drinking again about 6 or 7 years ago, at first Louis was a little scared of him going back to his old habits, but he assured him that he wouldn't, that he just wanted to have a pint once in a while, nothing else.

And Louis believed him, knowing that he needed to trust his husband, and thankfully he had kept his word, and managed to keep drinking to a bare minimum, and only did it socially.

And he had never gotten drunk.

This was the first time in over 10 years that Louis was seeing him drunk.

But he didn't think it was a big deal.

"It's fine, babe" Louis brushed off "It's your 30th birthday, that's a once in a lifetime thing, so you get a pass".

"I'm still sorry" Harry said, and yawned.

"Why don't you go to bed, baby?" Louis suggested.

"Only if you come with me".

"I'll be right there when I finish cleaning up" Louis told him.

"We can do that tomorrow" Harry said as he got up from the couch.

"We have to pick up the kids early tomorrow" Louis reminded him.

Harry shook his head, and held Louis by the waist, and kissed his neck.

"Come to bed with me" Harry told him.

"Okay, babe" Louis agreed, knowing that Harry was only going to keep insisting.

Harry smirked, and they went upstairs together, and as soon as they got to their room, Harry sat on the bed, and tried to pull Louis with him.

"Harry, stop" Louis laughed.

"No" Harry said, he was so drunk that his eyes were barely open "We're alone for the first time in... I don't even remember".

"But you're too drunk to have sėx" Louis pointed out and opened the bed covers for Harry to get in.

"No, I'm not" Harry shook his head.

"Yes, you are" Louis told him as he took Harry's shoes off, because Harry was making no attempt to get ready for bed "You wouldn't even be able to put on a condom".

"We don't need one" Harry smirked.

"Yeah? You wanna have a forth kid?" Louis dared, and starting taking Harry's shirt off.

"Sure" Harry nodded.

"Yeah, right" Louis chuckled, knowing Harry didn't want that and neither did he.

"Come on, baby" Harry said and held Louis by the waist again.

"Take off your pants" Louis said, and made Harry let him go and lay down on the bed.

Harry probably thought Louis was telling him that so they could have sex, because as fast as his drunk hands allowed him, Harry undid his belt buckle and his pants, and he pulled them down, and he was left in just his boxers.

"Now you" Harry told him, and yawned again.

Louis shook his head as he pulled the bed covers over his husband's body, and he tucked him in.

"Goodnight, baby" Louis said and kissed his forehead "Happy birthday, I love you".

"Love you" Harry said as he clearly fought his eyes from closing.

He lost the battle a few seconds later, though, and fell asleep as soon as it happened, which Louis knew would be the case.

But instead of getting ready for bed himself, Louis went back downstairs, wanting to finish with the cleaning up, which took him about an hour, they had had way too many guests, and that meant a lot of empty bottles, cups, plates and even party decorations.

When he finally went back upstairs, he found Harry exactly as he had left him, and he put a glass of water an two Advils on his nightstand, knowing his husband would need that in the morning.

And after getting ready for bed himself, and doing a short pumping session knowing he needed to throw away that milk because he had had alcohol (but not much), he got inside the bed, laid down and fell asleep in just seconds.

When he woke up, he still felt tired, but he still opened his eyes, and saw his husband was sitting on the bed, his head in his hands.

"Are you hangover?" Louis said sleepily.

"Yeah..." Harry groaned.

"I left Advil on your nightstand last night" Louis said, and yawned.

"Yes, thanks, baby, I already took it" Harry replied, but his head stayed in his hands "Why did you let me drink last night?".

"I'm not your mum, Harry" Louis laughed.

"But I'm not supposed to drink like that" Harry replied.

""I know, but it's fine, it was your birthday and you were having fun" Louis told him.

"I'm never drinking like that again" Harry said and uncovered his face, and he blinked a few times, and then laid down on the bed "I feel like I'm going to die".

Louis got closer to him and kissed Harry's forehead a few times and stroked his cheek.

"You'll feel better soon" Louis assured his husband "Do you want breakfast?".

"Mmm..." Harry hummed "Okay".

"I'll make ya some, come on" Louis decided, and got up from the bed.

"I'll be right there" Harry told him.

Louis said okay, and went downstairs on his own, and fed the cat first because Tori wasn't home to do it, and then he started making breakfast for himself and Harry.

He had the food almost ready, when Harry came downstairs wearing joggers and a hoodie, he filled a glass with filtered water, and then sat at the kitchen island looking still pretty hangover.

"I feel like shït, babe" Harry told Louis as the latter put a mug and a plate of food in front of him.

"You look like shït too" Louis smiled as he sat down himself.

Harry groaned and took a sip from his mug, but then let him aside, and drank more water.

"Did you have fun at least?" Louis wondered.

"Yeah" Harry smiled "Thanks for throwing me that party".

"No problem, baby" Louis smiled back.

"I could have helped you clean, though" Harry said looking around.

"You were in no condition to help last night" Louis laughed "You were in no condition to do anything, although you wanted to have sėx, unprotected sėx, might I add".

"Really?" Harry chuckled.

"Yes, but thank god I had some sense and said no, right?" Louis told him.

"Definitely" Harry nodded, and drank more from his mug "I don't want another kid".

"You seemed fine with it last night" Louis pointed out.

"Another reason not to drink again" Harry sighed.

Louis laughed, and started eating, but that was when the doorbell rang.

"Is that your parents bringing the kids?" Harry asked, not looking prepared to be a parent right now.

"No, I said we would pick them up" Louis frowned, and got up to go the door "Maybe it's a package?".

"On a Sunday?" Harry asked, and then his eyes widened "Maybe it's Connor...".

Louis' stomach dropped just hearing that, and he looked out the window, and he couldn't see who was at the door from there, but he looked for the car he had seen Connor drive last time.

"His car isn't there" Louis declared.

Then the doorbell rang again.

"I'll go" Harry decided, and got up, his hangover forgotten.

Harry walked up to the front door of the house, and Louis followed behind, praying it wasn't Connor, he really didn't want to deal with him right now, or ever.

Harry opened the door a little, maybe just to see who it was, and then opened it a little wider.

"Good morning" a man said.

"Good morning, how can I help you?" Harry asked politely.

And just by that question Louis knew it wasn't Connor, so he peeked, and saw it was a regular middle age man, but he wasn't wearing a delivery uniform or anything.

"Is this the home of Louis William Tomlinson and Harry Edward Styles?" the man wondered.

"Yes..." Harry replied, his voice hesitant "I'm Harry Styles".

"And you are Louis Tomlinson?" the man asked Louis.

"Yes" Louis confirmed.

And that's when the man took out two big envelopes and offered one to Harry and the other to Louis.

"You've been served" the man told them.

Louis jaw dropped as he took the envelope from him, and Harry did the same.

"Have a good day" the man said, and walked away.

Harry closed the door and looked from the envelope to Louis, and then at the envelope again.

"That fücking piece of shit" Louis said knowing this was Connor's law suit, it couldn't be anything else.

"Baby, it's fine, you heard what the lawyer said, he has no grounds to sue us" Harry explained.

Louis bit his lip, and opened the envelope that was given to him, and so did Harry, and he found a document there that he guessed was the lawsuit, but he didn't know, he had never been involved in anything like this before, and he wasn't a lawyer.

"Is yours the same as mine?" Louis asked looking at Harry's papers.

Harry looked at the papers Louis was holding, and then his own, and nodded.

"They're the same" Harry nodded, and looked at his for a few seconds "He's suing both of us on the same lawsuit, but I guess legally we need to be served separately".

Louis wanted to cry, because this is the last thing he wanted or needed, and Tori...

What would they even say to her?

How could they explain without scaring her?

He honesty couldn't even imagine telling her about this.

"Son of a bitch..." Harry said, his eyes on the papers, as he has turned a few pages.

"What?" Louis questioned.

"He's saying that you never told him about Tori, that he only found out last year when he saw us at a restaurant in London, and realized Tori looked a lot like him, and that when he confronted you, you admitted that Tori is his biologically" Harry explained

"Are you kidding me?" Louis asked, and started to read the papers in detail.

"He's saying that because of that my adoption of Tori is not valid, and needs to be voided" Harry read on.

"That's insane!" Louis exclaimed "He's lying! He always knew! He met Tori when she was 2 for Christ's sake".

"I know, babe" Harry said but kept on reading "He's asking the court for his paternity to be recognized after mine is voided, and then he wants to be granted visitation rights".

"He can't do that!" Louis declared "He can't, Harry!".

"It's alright, love" Harry said, and looked up at him, and gave him a hug "It will be okay, he's lying and he's not going to win, so you don't have to worry about this".

"I hate him" Louis said angrily as he hugged Harry back "You're Tori's dad, not him".

"I know" Harry replied "And it's going to stay that way, you'll see".

"Tori's going to be destroyed" Louis told his husband.

"We won't tell her for now, okay?" Harry proposed.

"Okay".

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A.N. I had this chapter written in advance 😬

What do you think of Harry getting drunk after all these years?

And what about the lawsuit?

Thank you so much for reading ❤️❤️

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