~~~( Eleanor's P.O.V )~~~
"Louis I.." I begin to say but I shake my head. I can't tell him, I can't. But I have to. This is going to ruin everything I know it. I'm probably going to get fired and he's going to dump me and ugh.
"Tell me, I promise I'll still love you." Louis says as he wraps his arm around me.
"I have a son." I say as I look down at the ground, too embarrassed to see his face.
~~~( Louis' POV )~~~
"I have a son." Eleanor shakily says as she begins to cry again. I sigh and rest my head against the brick building.
"He's 8 months, his name is Tyler and I'm bringing him back home tomorrow. Except, my home is traveling with you and the rest of the lads and I don't want you to feel that Tyler is your responsibility or that your girlfriend is a whore and if you don't want to put up with this I can quit and.."
I cut her off by cupping her face into my hands gently and kissing her. She's the most beautiful person in the world and if she has a son that's okay. I wouldn't mind having a child with Eleanor.. that would make our relationship stronger. I am so happy she told me. I wish she would've told me sooner but that's okay.
I break the kiss and look dead into her eyes. "Eleanor, I love you more than anything in the world. I don't mind that you have a son, I want him to come tour with us. Really, I'm okay with this."
A tear streams down her cheek and I wipe it away with pointer finger. "Are you sure?" She shakily asks.
"Positive." I smile and nod as a smile cracks on her face as I crash my lips down on hers.
~~Later On~~
~~~(Eleanor's P.O.V)~~~
As we begin to leave, I can't help but shake my head at how many beers the guys had. Niall had eight, Zayn had six, Harry had five and Louis stayed sober with three. I had a margarita and Liam only had water so he's being 'designated driver' even though I'm perfectly fine.
Before I left, I took one look back at Jimmy, who'm was looking right back at me. I shook my head and continued out the door with the rest of the lads.
Niall is so drunk that Louis and I both have to help him walk back to the van. "See, when oranges exchange seeds with each other, those two seeds turn into a clementine and that's how babies are made.." Niall continues on with his story while the rest of us are laughing.
"Can I record him?" Zayn asks while pulling out his phone and recording Niall. "I don't see why not." I say in the middle of laughing.
"I'm gonna get some Irish cream all up in those oranges tonight." Niall goes on making us laugh harder. "So that way that baby clementine has some Irish in it."
Louis gets in the van and helps me pull Niall in. "Ayeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" Niall exclaims while throwing his hands in the air. "AYOOO LETS GO TO NANDO'S!!!" I hit my forehead with the palm of my hand as the boys shut the doors and buckle up.
"Niall were going back to the hotel no Nando's" Liam says as he starts to drive away from O'Malleys. "BUT I WANT SOME ORANGES!!!!" Niall yells as he starts to cry. Wow he really wasn't kidding. "I'm sure Zayn would love to take the Orange's place" Harry smirks as Zayn screams.
(Flashback)
"A hangover doesn't last for two weeks Jimmy! Why am I still throwing up!?" I yell as he's doing geometry homework. "Dunno. Did you take a pregnancy test?"
~~ then sometime after that question~~
"Please be negative, please please be negative." I pray as I hold the test in my hands. After of what felt like hours, a result comes up.
"Jimmy.....!" I faintly scream as I fall to my knees. He opens the bathroom door and looks down at me. I look down at my stomach, then at his eyes, "We're having a baby."
(end of flashback)
~~~
We pull up to the hotel and I can't say getting Niall out of the car was easy. Louis took one side of him as I took the other side and we practically had to drag him inside. Liam took Harry since he was highly off balance and we all know how hormonal Harry is when he's drunk so that's why I didn't take him. Zayn was a little tipsy but he was okay enough to walk by himself, with the multiple occasions of crashing into tables and walking into walls.
~~~
I lay down next to Louis as he's flipping through tv channels after I just changed into my pajamas. "I'm so sorry Lou." I sigh as I lay back onto the pillow and run my fingers through my hair. Nothing is ever going to be the same. He's going to get tired of it and let me go, I just know it.
Louis turns off the tv, rolls over and props himself up on one arm, facing me and says, "There's nothing to be sorry about. If anything, touring with your son will make our relationship stronger. Plus, he will have a dad."
I hold back my tears and he says, "Does Simon know .. About your son?" I choke on my own words as I say,"Yes, he was one of the few people who supported me." Louis nods and then says,"I think it's time to tell Simon about us." I look at Louis with shock. He can't be serious. SIMON WOULD KILL ME! "Are you sure?" I ask, verifying this isn't the alcohol kind of talk.
"He's going to find out sooner or later. It would be better from you than from one of the lads." I nod my head, knowing this is going to be another challenge. "What time are you going to get Tyler?" Louis asks trying to change the subject. "5pm at my parents house." "Can I come with you?" I sigh, "Yeah I don't know how I could face it alone."
And with that he pulls me into his chest and whispers into my ear, "I'm here for you, every step of the way, you'll never have to face anything alone ever again, I promise."
~~~~~~~AUTHORS NOTE~~~~~~~
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