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

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Originally I wanted to make an announcement- or better wanted to ask for your opinion- because I have been contemplating for a few days now of making a sequel to this story because I can't quite let this book go...but I discarded this idea now after thinking about it once more, because I am pretty sure it wouldn't even come close to this story here, so why ruining it?

Anywaaaaay...we have three or four chapters left (I still have no idea how many it will be in the end as usual), so this story is slowly coming to an end (for real this time). As always thank you for reading and for voting and commenting, it really means a lot to me, you have no idea! I LOVE YOU ALL, LADS! x

Ready for this chapter? Well, idc, here we goooooo!!!

Louis got ripped out of his sleep once more when his phone rang. He groaned and reached over to the nightstand blindly, mentally cursing the person that was calling him in the middle of the night.

" 'Ello?" He rasped out after connecting the call.

"Mr. Tomlinson? It's detective Caine."

"Detective Caine? Is everything alright?" Louis asked confused.

"I could ask you the same. We received a silent alarm twenty minutes ago from your house." Mr. Caine said worried.

Louis shot up into a sitting position and ripped his eyes open in fright. His heart stopped beating and everything was blurred out.

"What?" He pressed out.

Harry's eyes snapped open and he got ripped out of his dream land and into reality when he heard his boyfriend's panicked voice cutting through the room. He looked over at him confused whose face was drawn in plain terror and within a second he was wide awake. He sensed that something must've been terribly wrong if Louis looked so scared with his eyes ripped open and lips parted, his fingers were gripping onto the mattress tightly.

"What are you waiting for then?" Louis barked into the phone and hung up before shooting up from the bed and Harry jumped at the sudden movement.

"What's going on?" He asked carefully. He suppressed a shiver when Louis looked at him crazily.

"Come with me." He rushed out and grabbed Harry's arm, yanking him off the bed so Harry stumbled over his feet.

"W-what?" Harry asked confused as he let Louis pull him out of the room.

They stopped after Louis opened the door and he looked down the dark hallway hiding Harry behind his back.

"What's go-"

"Shut up!" Louis hissed quietly.

Harry closed his mouth and kept quiet and Louis grabbed his wrist even tighter and pulled him over to Charlie's room. He opened the door and peeked inside. When he saw that Charlie was sleeping peacefully in his crib with the animal mobile spinning above him the knot in his chest loosened a tiny bit. Then he turned to Harry.

"Baby, you need to listen to me now, okay? You get in here and lock the door behind you, put something in front of it, okay? Then you take him out of his crib and go to the bathroom and wait there until I come and get you." He whispered urgently.

"W-what?" Harry stuttered confused. "Lou, I-"

"Do you understand me, Harry?" Louis pressed.

"Y-yes, but...what's going on?" Harry stammered.

"Someone's in the house. The police are on their way. And now lock the fucking door behind you" Louis gritted out.

Harry's eyes grew comically wide and his mouth dropped open in shock, but he nodded nonetheless.