Isn't She Lovely (h.s)

Chapter 22

Louis

I felt my heart pounding violently in my chest as I closed the guest room where I laid a sleeping Catherine down and started down the hallway towards our bedroom. It seemed as if the longer I kept walking the farther away the door got, just like in my nightmares. After what felt like ages, I finally had my hand on that shiny brass knob. 'Well, here goes nothing' I thought as I took a deep breath and turned the knob, walking into the room. I could hear the sound of the water turning off from our connected bathroom. El must have just gotten out of the shower. I heard some shuffling as she moved about the bath and I sat awkwardly on the edge of the bed; nervously picking at the frayed strings on the bottom left corner of the sheet. I felt the room become hot; unbearably hot. How was I supposed to tell her this? Was I just supposed to come out and say it? What if she has changed her mind? Oh god, a messy puddle of thoughts had begun to jumble my brain.

"Lou?" I heard Eleanor call from the bathroom door. "Are you in here?"

I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out.

"Y-yes, Right here love." I started to bite at my thumbnail, picking away at the already red, raw skin around my nail. El walked out dressed in one of my long tee shirts that made her tanned legs look like they went on for days, drying her hair with her towel. I shifted my gaze away from her piercing brown eyes and I knew she could tell something was off.

"What's wrong Louis? You're being awful quiet." She sat down next to me, running a soft hand up and down my arm soothingly.

'It was now or never' I told myself.

"El, Love, I've just been thinking lately and..." I could tell she was rather curious for what I was about to say.

"And...?" She prompted me to continue.

"And... I-I think I'm ready." I heard her chuckle and I looked over in disbelief, she was shaking her head!

"Louis, do you really expect me to understand anything you just said, Darling? Ready for what?" I felt a blush creep up my neck.

"Well, ah- I uh, um I thought..." She squeezed my hands, waiting patiently as I struggled for words.

"Remember that talk we had a few weeks back, a-about the possibility of, well, of having kids someday?" I saw her face drop into a look of confusion at the mention.

"Well yes, but Lou, what does that have to do with anything?" I sighed, running my hands through my fringe as a fierce blush spread up my neck. I never blush...

"El, what I'm trying to say is, I- I think I'm, uh, ready to give it a try, the whole having kids thing..." Her features twisted into a look of realization as she finally understood what I was saying.

"Louis, I'm not so sure, we are still pretty young, we have plenty of time for this in the future, I don't want to pressure you into making any sort of life altering decision, and well, what about your career? You are doing so great right now I just-" I cut off her rambling with a hard, unexpected kiss. When I finally pulled away El was panting.

"Pardon my language, Love, but fuck all of that! Eleanor, all I really want to do is make you happy, and if having kids is what you want... I'm ready to give that to you." I held both of her hands in my own and I tilted her chin up so that she was looking into my bright blue eyes.

"Thank you Lou, but...are you doing this because it's what I want or it's what you want? Because I don't want you to feel like you have to want this because I do, and with your career and touring, you'd never be home! It would just be so hard for me, and what about management? What would they say?"

"Screw management, Elly. I love you, and you love me. No one is going to stop me from giving you the only thing you've ever asked for from me. I wish for nothing more than to see you happy, and seeing how happy Catherine makes you makes me happy. I'm ready... are you?" I stared deep into her bottomless eyes and I saw a twinkle of happiness at my words. I wasn't sure if I was making the right decision before I started talking, but nothing I have ever said has felt as right as this.

"I-I think I'm ready." She nodded her head and bit her bottom lip lightly. "I'm ready, Louis." I smiled and pulled her against me, kissing her passionately. The kiss deepened and I swept my tongue along her bottom lip begging for entrance which she soon granted. We pulled apart for air and I pulled her up on to my lap as we both tried to catch our breath. She leaned her head against my shoulder and I wrapped my arms around her petite waist. She turned to me, concern swimming in her big, beautiful eyes.

"A-are you sure about this Lou?" She ran her hand through my hair, pushing it back off my face. She cupped my cheek in her hand and I nuzzled my face into it. If Harry could do it, be a dad, then I don't see why I couldn't.

"El, I've never been more sure of anything in my whole life." She smiled and kissed me again, her lips molded perfectly with mine in a sweet kiss. She leaned her forehead against mine and played with my hands, a couple tears escaping from her eyes.

"I love you Louis Tomlinson."

"And I love you Eleanor Calder, so much."