I loved you so [Willry/Helliam] - OLD VERSION!!

Chapter 8 - Déjà-vu

Henry's PoV:

As I made some lasagne for William and me, I sometimes heard him moaning silent from the bedroom.

I knew what he was doing, with no surprise. I mean, I was blamed a bit for making William horny, so he should work it off again.

But I still... wondered how naughty he actually was. We were boyfriends for two days now and even though he already had loved me for an half year-

"Oh shit, the sauce!", I worried as the mass I was stiring suddenly started to smell. As I kept doing it I was able to see the bottom of the pot. All black...

I dipped my finger into the sauce and got a taste. "Ugh..."
It tasted awful... Hopefully it would be better if everything's mixed up and finished.

With a baking glove on my hand I pushed the pot down from the hot cooking plate and searched for a pan to make the ragout.

I opened the drawers and already found it. I grabbed it and placed it on the plate. Then I walked over to the fridge to get some minced meat and tomatos.

The bedroom door opened and William came out. "Better?", I asked. He just nodded, walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. "Hm? Is something?"

"I just want to stand here with you. Seeing what you're doing", he replied. "I'm making burnt lasagne...", I mourned.
William chuckled.

"I bet it'll still taste good", he said.
"I hope so."

"By the way, should we buy the building now?", he questioned totally out of context. "What building-", I started but then I remembered, "Oh, the filthy thing for our restaurant, right? Do we even have enough money?"

"I am- I was cristian*, I got thousands of dollars to my confirmation. And it only costs some of them", he explained. "Well then... We can. But I'll pay some too, I'm not going to let you do everything about the money", I determined.

William pulled me closer to him. "Okay, no problem. Pay what you want to."
I smiled slightly.

"Where are the spatulas? I need one now, otherwise we won't have dinner today."
William pointed on some drawer. "In there", he answered. With him, wrapped his arms around my back, I opened it and took one.

"Will you stand behind me all the time now?", I smiled. "Yes. If I could I would do it forever", William replied and softly kissed my neck. "Ah, I tickles", I giggled and snapped my head back.

"No, don't you dare do more. I'm making us food right now", I warned. William chuckled. "No, I would rather kiss your lips, they're a better spot."

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William's PoV:

I placed the plates on the table and put the forks and knifes beside them. Henry only got me away from him with asking me to lay the table, otherwise I maybe still would hug him.

"Here comes the lasagne, out of the way!", Henry said now and I stepped aside. He put the baking pan on the table and prepared to sit down.
But suddenly Henry's phone ringed.
He took a look on it.

"It's Jelena...", he muttered.
Why did I had an déjà vu?
"Pick it up", I said, so he did.
"Hey, what is it? I was going to eat with William now, so just important things, okay?"
He looked at me apologetically.

This time I couldn't hear anything of the call, the phone wasn't on speaker. I just saw how Henry's face suddenly turned shocked. "Everything's okay?", I whispered. Henry shook his head, staring into the void.

Man, now I wanted to know what happened. "Is... Is it really me? Are you sure, Jelena?", Henry asked. Obviously his ex answered because he took a deep breath.

'You are what? Sure about what?', I thought.
As I got nervous I started playing with my fingers to distract myself.

"Oh, fuck... I- I will come over later... See you then...", he said. Then he hung up. Slowly Henry looked at me. Were that tears in his eyes?
But why...?

"Jelena... She's- I am- Damn it-", he stuttered and I saw how the tears ran into his eyes.
"I'm a father", he brought out. In disbelief I stared at him.
"What?"
"Jelena is pregnant."

Suddenly he buried his face in his hands and started crying. I quickly wrapped my arms around him and pulled him towards me so he was now pressed against my chest.

"I don't want to be a dad! At least not the one of the child of my ex!", he whined. "Everything's okay, I'm here", I tried to calm him down, even though this message also hurted myself.

I just mean-
How would someone else react if you'd get told that your partner now is the father or mother of the child of someone else? Unnoticed I hugged Henry even tighter.

"Please... What should I do now? I just-", he tried to say but he interrupted himself with more sobbing. I stroke through his fluffy hairs and whispered: "You should do nothing. Just be there for the little kiddo when it's there. But until then we have nine months for us. Please stop crying, Darling."

Henry rubbed his face against my chest and dryied his tears on my shirt with that. "I'm s-sorry, Will...", he whimpered. "Shh, don't apologize."

Now also Henry wrapped his arms around me and hugged me hardly. "I just love you, okay? Never forget that...", he said randomly. "I will never, I promise."

I lifted his chin up so he had to look me into my eyes. "And I love you too."
I gently placed my lips on his, but I broke away really fast again.

"Should we first eat now?", I asked. The light brown haired man nodded and sniffed loudly. "Here, got a tissue for you", I smiled and handed him a package of tissues out of my pocket.

He took it and blew his nose. Then I pulled his chair back a little so he could sit comfortably. Henry hesitatly broke away from me and sat down.

"Thanks, Will," he thanked, still sniffling.
"No problem." I pushed Henry over and went to my seat to sit myself there.

"Then finally enjoy your cold meal, sweetheart", I chuckled.
Also Henry giggled.
"You too, Hun."

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*With that I just mean that William left the church after some time because he didn't believe in god, not because he's homosexual

I just remembered that this is the 8th chapter. The story is kinda fucked up lol

Have a good rest day/night :3