"'Cos nobody knows you, baby, the way I do, and nobody loves you, baby, the way I do." -One Direction 😏
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Picture after picture was taken of Louis's bump, and his stomach was steadily growing. They soon had sixteen Polaroid pictures, which meant that Louis was six months.
He was currently cleaning their house, which he liked much more than their old flat, as eleven-month-old Benjamin tottered around, taking little steps around the house, little feet padding against the carpet.
Louis looked down as Benjamin fell and promptly got back up with a giggle, head full of light coloured loose curls, the color of salted caramel. Louis blinked and giggled, gently kissing Benjamin's nose before continuing to clean the living room. When he finished, he picked Benjamin up, cuddling him close as he heard a knock at the door. He carried Benjamin over to it, unlocking the door and opening it.
He whimpered in surprise at who was there, taking a step back. "Louis, baby," he shook his head quickly, holding Benjamin close.
His mum stood at the door, dark hair in a pony tail and wearing nice clothes, her expression seeming as if it hadn't been two years since they had spoke. She smiled at him, reaching out to gently stroke his cheek. Louis flinched back.
Jay sighed quietly, retracting her hand and slowly looking down. "I'm sorry for allowing your father to make you leave--" "Mum, your apology doesn't m-matter now," Louis choked out, Benjamin letting out a soft cry at the distressed state of his father, and the woman causing it.
After a bit more of Louis's rejection, his mum finally left, and Louis was free to sooth his baby and his own frazzled nerves. He let out a shaky breath, scratching at his scalp before sitting on the couch, rocking Benjamin gently. He pressed a soft kiss to his forehead, jumping again when the door opened. He whimpered, looking up at the door with wide eyes.
Harry stepped inside, his eyes widening a bit when he saw Louis. He was dressed in a suit, and he dropped his bag on the floor. He took long strides up to him, wrapping him and Benjamin up in his arms and holding him close. "You okay, darling? What's wrong?" He asked gently, and Louis sniffled softly.
"M-my mum somehow f-figured out where I was, and she t-tried to apologize, b-but..." He trailed off, hiccuping softly. Harry soothed him gently, helping him relax, and it wasn't long until he was asleep, along with Benjamin down for his nap. He laid Louis in the bed, Benjamin in his crib.
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It wasn't long before Jay showed up again. This time, it was while Harry was home, and he was able to calm Louis down this time. He invited Jay inside, and held Louis close to his own body, hands pressed to his pregnant belly to feel the baby kick; they had decided to wait to find out what the gender was.
Jay looked a bit more stressed than she did when she first came over. Her hair wasn't so pristinely done, and her clothes were rumpled. She looked more, more human.
Louis watched her with wide eyes, gripping Harry's hands as she sat down on a couch across from them. "Louis," she said softly, and Louis quickly shook his head, curling further into Harry's chest, his eyes squeezed shut and lip bitten raw.
"Shh, Lou, baby boy, it's alright," Harry whispered to Louis, gently kissing his forehead with the tiniest of sighs. Seeing Louis like that made him feel like shit, because he was supposed to protect him, make him happy. "She's just here to talk. I know you're upset with her, but talking will make both of you feel better."
"B-but I don't want to talk to her," Louis whispered, looking up at Harry with a little sniffle. Harry sighed, gently pushing Louis's hair out of his face. "It'll all be okay, baby. Just talk to her, yeah?" He said, and Louis soon gave in, shakily turning to meet his mum's curious gaze.
"Louis," Jay began, eyes weary. "I know you probably hate me; I hate myself too. I feel so, so bad for letting you leave when your father kicked you out, for not saying anything. The girls miss you so much-- I miss you," she said, trailing off. Harry gently thumbed over Louis's curvy hips.
"But, mum, it's been t-two years." Louis said softly, "Two years for you to come up and say all this to me." He said sadly, leaning into Harry's chest as he gazed back at Jay.
"I know," she said with a small sigh, "I know I should've said all of this sooner, but I didn't know where you were. I found you this time by chance, heard about your relationship with Mr. Styles here and found out where you lived from the tabloids."
Louis laid against Harry's chest, a bit reluctant to say anything in response to his mum, but Harry gently squeezed his hips, causing a sigh to escape his pink lips.
"Mum... You were actually trying to find me?" Louis asked quietly, hair slipping in front of his eyes, which he pushed away. Jay nodded
He sighed softly as he looked down at his lap, biting at his lip softly. "I... I don't know if I can forgive you yet, mum." He said slowly, and ignored the way his mum crumpled. He couldn't acknowledge it, because if he did, he'd definitely give in.
"Oh. Okay," Jay murmured, smiling weakly before slowly standing. "The girls really do miss you." She said as an afterthought before slowly slipping from the door with a soft farewell.
Louis looked up at Harry, bottom lip wobbling in the slightest. "Papa," he whispered softly, pouting as Harry pecked his bottom lip. "Shh, it's alright. See, it's all working out, babe." Harry said, smiling reassuringly at Louis.
"How about we go cuddle and watch a film? Would you like that?" Harry asked sweetly, smiling upon the nod that he was given. He carried Louis up to their bedroom, putting on a movie before cuddling him up in the bed, arms wrapped securely around his small body.
"L-love you, Harry."
"I love you too, baby."
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So so so sorry for the late update. :( it's been more than a week since I've updated, and just... I feel really bad for that. Sigh.
Well, hope you enjoyed the chapter. It took a bit to write, since I've been occupied with school and other things, but it's finally up.
If I'm planning this right, there will be five more chapters, maybe four, unless I get more ideas. Suggest some, please?
Well... :)
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Fanfiction'You make me strong' A fanfiction in which Louis is an innocent and naive struggling eighteen year old who got pregnant with his ex's baby and Harry is the twenty-seven year old owner of a large company that Louis could never remember the name of. {...