Locker 17

Chapter 138

Songs for this chapter -

Talk by Kodaline (I swear you guys /need/ to listen to this song throughout the whole chapter)

*Harry's POV*

"You'd make a great father you know," she says. I look up at her and back down at the baby, and can't help but smile, despite what I'm being held back from.

Johannah's words play back in my head for a split second until another voice grabs my attention.

"I know he would," I turn around, my knees becoming weak. I can feel my heart beat faster than it ever has at the sight of Louis standing in the steps of the staircase.

The moment my I lay eyes on him, everything, everyone feels like they're gone, and it's just me and him. I've only ever felt this way once before, a year ago, standing in the hallways when I saw him for the first time in a long time. As I stare in awe, I can suddenly hear my heart beating inside me, so fast, so hard, I swear I'll collapse. His appearance has nearly knocked the breathe out of me, it's Louis, but just not how I remember him. I know I should be worried, or maybe I shouldn't, but I didn't come here to ask question and interrogate him, I simply need him to tell me that it's going to be okay, we'll be okay.

I'm too overwhelmed by the sight of him walking down the stairs to realize I'm still carrying little Leah in my arms. When I turn to hand Leah to Jay, Jay's already waiting with open arms to take her. I don't hesitate in letting her go and rushing to Louis. He makes it halfway down the stairs right before I find myself standing on the step right below him, our heights finally meeting.

"Louis," I breathe, he doesn't say anything back. His hands cup my face as he crashes his lips onto mine, they both move in sync, just like they used to. With his lips moving with mine, eyes screwed shut, I can't think of anything else, all the worries I had just a few seconds ago, are gone and it's because of him.

It takes us a moment to finally compose ourselves, finally separating. I've been completely taken aback by his action that I've lost all train of thought, forgetting what I'm supposed to say.

Louis takes a deep breath, letting go of my face as he gathers up the courage to speak. "I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself," he says, the corner of his lips lifts up slightly.

"Don't be sorry," I tell him, shaking my head, causing him to smile a little more. He looks down at his feet, then back up at me.

"Maybe I shouldn't be asking this, especially at a moment like this but what made you come back?", he asks. There's not just one reason I came back, there's many, but seeing how he looks right now, I don't think I should tell him exactly why just yet, who knows what he'd think of me after last night. As much as I want to tell him now, I can't, but I sure as hell won't keep it a secret.

"Too much shit to explain," I say, rolling my eyes, "Noah showed up, he told me about you and Niall possibly having a relationship; Liam being alive, how he's the one who caused all the problems in our relationship and just so many fucked up things that ended up messing with my head. Everything was too much and I didn't have anyone to tell that to." I admit, feeling my cheeks becoming wet.

"What?" Louis says with a confused look while he shakes his head. By his reaction, I don't know how to react back, or what I should say, as if he would even believe me.

I'm stood there, frozen, my mouth to dry to speak. Am I supposed to tell him exactly what I was told, or would that be making a fool of myself?

"Harry," he begins, his voice a bit shaky, "did he tell you Niall and I were dating?" Louis' trying his best not to laugh, but he's able to hold it back.