When life throws a curve

Miracles

Louis' POV

"8:00 Flight 483 to Maine, Group 3 now boarding." I picked up my carry-on bag and descended the walkway to the plane. I was on my way to support Dara because if she is... I don't even want to consider that, well I want to be there for her. I came up with the best plan with some help from Liam but he doesn't know it.

----1 hour earlier----

As soon as I hung up with Dara I felt guilty. It's not like I can support her from England. I drop my head in my hands. When I texted the boys what happened they all ran down the hall to comfort me.

"Louis it's gonna be okay!" Liam cried slapping his arm over my shoulder.

"Yea mate! It's all gonna be fine. Even if you did knock Dara up." Niall shouted from the kitchen. He had a bag of Doritos in one hands and a bottle of root beer in the other. Dara hated it when anyone drank alcohol in the flat. So she never let Haz or I keep beer in the kitchen.

Zayn stood up and whacked Niall on the back of his head. I smirked as Niall sent Zayn a dirty look. I felt arms wrapped around my legs. Harry was kneeling on the floor in front of me and hugging my knees. The corners of my mouth tilted upwards as I returned the hug.

I just needed to be away from everyone to think. So I stood up and locked myself in Dara and I's room. I flopped down on the bed and heard someone knock on the door.

"Lou..can we talk?" Liam's voice floated through the door. I sighed and sat up on the bed. I rose to my feet and unlocked the door, I didn't bother to open it I knew as soon as Liam heard the lock click he would open it himself. 

I was right before I was even back to our gold comforter covered bed Liam was through the door.

"Louis mate. Talk." He persuaded me as I buried my face in my rough hands.

"I might have ruined her acting career, she had dreamed of being an actor ever since she was little! She can't act or audition if she has to take care of a kid. What about the band? I can't go on tour and just leave her with a kid." I stand up and pace about the room. Liam stares up at me with comforting eyes. "I have possibly just ruined both of our careers!" I cry from exasperation and flop onto the bed next to Liam. He sighs and pats my stomach as I lay on my back groaning.

"Just think for a bit. Remember though, we ALL need to support her through WHATEVER happens. But you need to support her when she needs it, like eight now." Liam puts his hand on my knee before leaving me to my thoughts.

I can't just drop everything and fly to Maine. Wait..yes I can! We have the week off! I can leave and not get in trouble! Liam would murder me if he knew I was going, so he doesn't need to know.

I quickly log onto my MacBook and check flights leaving to Maine. There's one leaving at eight o clock. Isn't that convenient! I quickly purchase a ticket. Since it such late notice I have get a seat in the last row, literally. I book the ticket under my name and print the boarding pass to the printer in Dara's office. It's connected to the bedroom so I just walk in and grab the pass.

It sound like they are all in the phone with someone, I can sneak out the window and be on the plane before they even know I'm gone. I grab a blue duffel bag from the bottom of the closet Dara and I share. I stuff some jeans and t shirts in there. Just enough for the week. I scribble a quick note and leave it on the bed where the boys will see it.

Opening the window, I look down. Three stories isn't that long of a jump, I convince myself. I stare at the grass that is my landing pad. As long as I don't step on Mrs. Heffel's garden then I'm home free. Taking a deep breath I step out.