Left with the Baby. (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Im still in love with you.

Harry's P.O.V

My phone vibrated in my back pocket, signalling a call was coming through.

It was Liam. Oh god.

"Hello?" I asked hesitantly.

"Fuck sake Harry! Where they hell are you and Louis?!" Liam yelled down the phone.

"We'll be back soon, promise." I told him before ending the call. No point attempting to explain to him what's happening, it will take too long,

"How do we get out then?" Louis asks Helena.

"The front door I guess." Helena replied, shrugging her shoulders.

I placed Lilly on my chest, her head resting on my shoulder. It was 6 in the morning, the sun starting to rise. We all had something to carry, whether it was a child like me, or a bright pink pepper pig bag like Louis. The only thought in my head right now was that Lilly was finally safe in my arms.

Helena grabbed hold of the door knob and yanked it back, suprisingly, it flung open.

"Oh, that was much easier then expected." Louis mumbled.

Louis placed one hand on the back of Helena's back and guided her out the door, with me following behind. The way in which Louis looked at Helena made me realise why he wanted to help so badly, why he pushed so hard for me to carry on looking when I felt like there was no hope left. It was because he was in love with her. It never had anything to do with Lilly or me, he wanted Helena in his arms. Just like I wanted Lilly in mine.

But why did I feel this funny feeling in my stomach? I couldn't be jelous could I? There was no way I could still love a girl that kept destroying my world with everything she had. Could I?

"I'm going to miss this place." Helena mumbled while taking a glance back at the house on top of the hill.

We were now all the way down at the bottom, walking along the soft sand of the beach.

"Really? Even though it holds all those bad memories?" I asked.

I was confused, how could you even begin to miss a place where the worst things you may have ever experienced happened?

"It didn't just hold bad memories Harry. It held the best ones too." Helena explained.

We had now paused, Helena was looking out to the sea, Louis, Lilly and I a step behind.

"Like what?" I asked.

"Well, Lilly was one for starters. She grew up in that house, I never lived in a council flat like I told you Harry. I lived here, in my dream house." When she finished speaking, she glanced back and looked at Louis, gazing into his eyes.

I don't know why that bothered me, but it did. The thought of her with somebody else other then me made me angry. It was selfish really. I should be happy that Louis finally found somebody, but did it have to be the mother of my child? Did it have to be the girl I might still be in love with?