Left Alone ~ ( MPreg L.S.)

IX

~ Morning ~

Louis woke up early at 6 am as always and got dressed for work before making his way to the kitchen, making himself a small breakfast.

It was just like another day until he remembered last night, Harry and Darcy was there. He gasps, running upstairs quietly, praying that they didn't leave during the night because of Harry's fears.

He goes in the guest room and sighs in relief as the two sleeping humans was still there, quiet snores coming from Harry as he cuddled up with Darcy.

"Thank goodness." He whispers, leaving the room to go finish making breakfast but for them as well this time.

Louis wasn't much of a cook so he tried making them the bit of breakfast foods that consist of eggs and toast, sadly he failed at even making a basic egg. Burnt them by cooking them too long which in return made him forget about the toast which he burned as well.

He groans loudly, looking at the mess. "I'm such a bad host. I can't even making them food." He turns around hearing a giggle. "What's so funny, mister?" Louis says with a small pout as Harry comes more into the dining room/ kitchen combination.

"Smells funny..." Harry says softly with a giggle, he was slowly getting comfortable with the blue eyed man and after last night with Louis telling him all about himself and his family, he realized Louis didn't like silence.

Louis liked to make people comfortable and feel welcomed so Harry was going to try to speak more to make Louis comfortable, if Darcy wasn't there to fill the void of course.

"You're very mean, I see. I tried my best. I only eat bagels and coffee in the mornings."

"I'll cook for us." Harry says shocking Louis completely, "You can cook?"

"I used to be a baker." He blushes, not liking to talk about his life before everything happened. "Oh okay um are you okay being here alone?"

"Why?" Harry asked looking at him sadly and slightly worried. "I have to go to work, love but I'll come check on you on my lunch break."

"When?"

"Um around 12 if it's not a busy day and 3 if it is. I'm sorry but you don't have to worry. No one comes over when I'm at work."

Harry turns around starting to cook for him and Darcy as Louis leans against the counter, "Are you upset?"

"No." He lies, he didn't want them to be alone in Louis' big house, even though Darcy was there she'd probably be busy playing in the room to pay him any mind.

"There's so much you can do here. There's a music/art room and theater room. You can watch tv or play the game in the livingroom."

"I'm good."

"Oh okay but please don't leave. I want you to be safe and you to have a healthy baby, okay?" Harry nods not looking back at the blue eyed man. "Um do you still have a phone?"

Harry blushes and nods before finally looking back at him again, "Why? It died, lost the charger."

The doctor smiles, "I'm sure there's a charger somewhere in here." He checks the time, "Shit. Okay I gotta go. Information in one of the drawers if you need me and your clothes in the dryer downstairs." He grabs his things and quickly leaves.