Late bloomer

Twenty four

I'm sorry in advance... severe trigger warning

Harry pov

When I open my eyes, I see a familiar ceiling, and it's as if I'm cocooned in warmth. The area smells heavenly, all of Louis. I sink into the mattress with a deep breath, remembering that I made it home.

I look beside me, making eye contact with Louis. He's laying next to me, a large smile on his face, making me smile back.

"Hi." He whispers, grin not leaving. The rooms quiet, calm.

"Hi." My voice is croaky, a little sore. Louis pouts.

"Have I ever told you I think it's unfair your voice is deeper than mine?" He mumbles, moving closer to me. I turn over onto my side, facing him with a smirk.

"No, but I can't help it that I'm more alpha than you."

Louis make a dejected face, amused flashing through his eyes. "Oi! I'm not the omega who dropped in my alpha arms."

My eyes widen. "I dropped? Is that why I don't remember going to bed?" I'm shocked, I've never dropped before. All I can remember after the car is getting out and then Louis' and my mums voices talking.

Louis nods. "I caught you."

"How very chivalrous, my alpha." I can't help but giggle. Louis smiles brightly at me.

"Yes. Your alpha." He suddenly pulls me to him, trapping me against him as I continue to laugh.

We end up cuddling in silence after a while, and I close my eyes, enjoying finally being back in Louis' arms.

"You were asleep for two days."

I pull back as he says that. "Really?" Louis nods.

"Niall thought you were dead. Had to drag him out of the room as my dad explained to him what happened." Louis laughed, but I couldn't. My stomach suddenly clenched.

Dead.

"What's wrong?" Louis immediately asks, sitting up in concern. I feel tears form and beg to be pushed out, so I let them. Louis frowns, pulling me into his lap.

"I'm sorry, Lou. I tried to stop them. I ran. I did, I ran as fast as I could. I don't know what happened..." I cried into his chest before sitting up and cupping his cheeks, only hoping that he could forgive me. I hope he can, I really do. "I didn't mean it. They did it, not me."

"Slow down, love. What happened? Who did what?"

"He killed him, lou. I didn't want them too but they did." My chests aching, feeling the familiar stabbing in my abdomen.

"Who? Who did they... he kill?" I could see the confusion on Louis' face. Maybe it was better if he didn't know... I could just... "tell me, Haz. You gotta tell me why your upset so I can fix it."

I cried harder.

"You can't fix it! He's dead!" I placed my hand over my mouth, shocking both of us with the volume.

It was within a second that my mum burst into the room, Niall shortly behind her. Louis watched me with wide eyes as my mum wrapped her arms around me, her and Louis' scents surrounding me.

"Your ok... ssh, H. Just breath."

"No no... he killed him!" I cried into her sweater, the material soft but not doing anything to absorb the tears I felt like I could cry for a thousand years.

"Who? Tell us who, Haz." Louis ran his hand through my hair, trying to calm my shaky breathing.

"Our baby, Lou. He killed them."