Lost In Your Own Mind ~L.S~

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(dont come at me. YES I made their ages different)

__Louis__

"When she was 6, Harry was born.. and we sent her to live with my sister. She held Harry, when he was two weeks old, but then we sent her away.. We couldn't afford a baby and a kid.. we just.. we were broke. And stressed. And... We took care of Harry as best we could.. Until he was 9. That's when everything fell apart. I was lost- his.. his dad was terrible.. and he was terrible mistreated. But now that his dad is gone and I'm back.. Gemma, she.. she wants to meet him"

"And you... told her no?" I asked slowly

"yes.. I said not yet.. I just came back into his life and I know he's stressed and I don't want to put more pressure on him.."

"When are you going to tell him he has a sister?" I questioned again

"I.. what do you think? I mean- you know him better than I do. You.. when would you suggest? Is he, like, stable enough to meet her?"

"I.. I'm not sure, honestly.. He's been through hell and back and.. Maybe.. wait. A couple more weeks. He needs to get used to you here and we're busy with our friend right now.." I decided 

"Thank you for your advice, Louis... it honestly means a lot. Thank you for being there for him w-when.. when I wasn't" she started to cry

I felt bad. I mean- she's a shit mom- or she used to be, but I still didn't want her to cry. So I hugged her..

and that's when Harry walked in

His mom was sobbing softly, clinging to my shoulder, and wetting my shirt.

"it's.. it's ok, anne.. You can fix your mistakes, I'm sure."

I turned and looked at Harry. He was wide eyed, confused, and worried. 

I motioned for him to come and he did. Slowly, he walked over. I gently let her go and turned her into Harry's arms.

"Oh, baby.." she sobbed when she seen him

"It's ok, mum" he whispered, his voice cracking a little as he held his mother