Help me. | l.s. (mpreg) [Book 1]

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Another update because you asked so nicely! Love you guys loads! I'm thrilled to read that you seem so excited about this story it melts my cold heart <3

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When Louis woke up he was disoriented at first. He blinked his heavy eyelids a few times to make out anything in the darkness that surrounded him, but it was pointless. The curtains were closed and he didn't even know if it was night or day.

Then the memories of his talk with Harry came back and he gasped shooting up into a sitting position.

"Lou?" Harry's voice erupted from beside him and his head snapped over, his eyes were open widely. Harry was leaning against the headboard scrolling through his phone which he placed next to him now fully concentrating on Louis.

"You're still here." Louis rasped out. His throat was burning and his voice cracked from his sore throat of crying and throwing up.

"Do you want me to leave?" Harry asked cautiously. Louis seemed to think for a moment before he sighed and shook his head slightly.

"No." He said.

"Are you hungry?" Harry asked ignoring the stinging in his chest after Louis' hesitant answer.

"Not really." Louis said slowly. He was terribly hungry, he hadn't eaten properly in almost five days, but he didn't want Harry to make him anything, he was in no position to ask him to do that- or anything.

Harry raised his eyebrows at Louis knowing that he was lying before he got up with a sigh.

"I make something to eat and you take a shower and relax a bit, okay?" He suggested, but he didn't really leave Louis a choice when he already walked out of the door. Louis couldn't help the small smile that crept on his face.

As soon as he was in the shower and the water fell on his head his thoughts wandered back to their conversation- or better his breakdown which ended in thinking about his family. He squeezed his eyes shut to prevent from starting to cry all over again and forced these thoughts back and concentrated on the upcoming talk with Harry. They were far from done and as much as Louis wanted it to be over he was glad that Harry was here right now.

After wrapping himself in a fluffy towel he brushed his teeth and went to the bedroom to get dressed. He dropped his towel as he stood in front of his closet and grabbed a boxer from the drawer. He was just about to pull it up when he heard Harry's voice behind him.

"Dinner's ready soo- oh." Harry stopped in his tracks when he took sight of Louis who was just turning around to him. "Oh, I'm sorry. I d-didn't know...you...I just..." Harry stammered staring at Louis' dick unable to look away. He shook his head quickly and his eyes snapped up eventually, his cheeks turning crimson red and he gulped visibly. "I'm going to wait downstairs...Yep...That's what I...yeah." He stuttered and rushed out of the room completely embarrassed. For a split moment he thought about throwing himself down the stairs.

"Harry?" Louis called after him as soon as he was out of the room. A second later Harry peeked his head inside trying hard to keep eye contact and resisting the urge to drop his gaze.

"Yes?" He asked innocently.

"You are aware that you saw me naked more often than dressed, right?" Louis asked with a raised eyebrow. Harry gasped embarrassed.

"Y-yeah." He murmured.

"Okay. Just wanted to make sure." Louis chuckled lightly and turned his back to him stepping in his boxers and pulling them up. Harry rushed out of the room grumbling because of course Louis had to make him feel flustered as usual.