Can I dip? | Larry Stylinson

S e v e n t y - s i x

I Have A Secret

"I just want to clarify that I'm here for the baby and that's that." Louis announced, his mouth forming a tight line.

Louis's POV

I came here expecting to get closure—but then I get news that it turns out... I wasn't gonna be leaving Harry's side any time soon.

What is this? God playing tricks on me?

The one time I wanted to get away from Harry—and move on, God decides that ~ hmm! Maybe it's a great idea to give Louis a little more spice in life cuz apparently it's waaaaay too boring —let's give him a baby, yeah? A baby he'll be sharing with Harry—a person who's treated him like utter shit this whole entire time.

Honestly, I won't be surprised if anything unusual happens to my life from this day and onwards. I'm already accepting it with open arms.

You know what this seems like? a curse. A Harry curse I'll never get away from. Once I'm in it, there's no turning back. I'm stuck for good. 

It's okay, I think. It's not like I'm completely out of control. I have my shit together. I think.

I'm not gonna let Harry into my life, but I'm gonna be supporting him for the child—that we have..

Oh, God. I'm still not used to this whole father thing.

How am I gonna take care of a child when I don't even know how to take care of myself? I mean—fuck. Zayn cleans after me when I get high and make a mess. Isn't that what a child does?

Zayn would probably make a better father than me—and even I could admit that.

Either way, I'm going to be a father, and nothing could change that. Even though, I'm probably the suckiest father anyone could have right now, I'm gonna at least give it a try.

I wouldn't want to be like my dad. He had a chance to prove himself—considering my mum gave him like a dozen chances.

He still failed each time.

And that's why I would dread it if I somehow become a reflection of my dad—because I wouldn't want anyone to experience what I had when I was a kid...especially my own child.

"I just want to clarify that I'm here for the baby and that's that." I announced, my mouth forming a tight line.

"Yeah, I know..Lou." Harry muttered, ducking down. I glanced back at the boy, observing the way he stood there. The guy doesn't even have a bump—yet he's already beginning to have a motherly stance.

I shook the thoughts away. I don't need these thoughts right now.

"It's good...that you know. Just call me any time. I'll be on the way." I gave Harry a quick smile and walked towards the door. Fuck, is this too harsh? Not even a goodbye?

I hesitantly turned around, only to see Harry still staring back at me. His eyes looked so...disappointed.

I gave up and gestured a small wave.

I probably looked stupid doing that. I hastily turned towards the door and rolled my eyes at myself.

This is gonna be hard.