LIAM'S POV.
"Seriously, Niall? All the chips are gone?" I snap at him as I look through my cabinets for the snacks I just bought last night. "I'll get you more!" He mumbles with a mouth full of food. "I'm gonna have to get locks for my kitchen." I grumble plopping down next to him. He must've not heard me, that or he didn't care because he just kept eating and flipping through the channels.
I heard my front door open, knowing it was probably one of the guys I ignored It and continued listening to the tv and the sound of Niall chomping. "Uhhh....Liam...." the familiar voice of Louis made its way through the house. Something seemed off about the way he spoke, his voice sounding like a mixture of being nervous and confused.
"What?" I yell back. "I think you might want to come here...now..." this time Harry spoke, but in the exact same tone Louis did just moments early. I get up off the couch to go see what had them acting so weird. Not that they weren't always weird but this time seemed, different.
I walk down the hallway to the front of my flat, stopping dead in my tracks when I see my two best friends kneeling beside...a car seat?
"What the hell?" My eyes go from them to the car seat. I hear a slight noise coming from inside the little carrier.
"I think you should read this Liam." Harry hands me a piece of paper attached to the diaper bag next to him.
Liam, I know this will come as a shock to you, but this is your daughter Elizabeth. All her hospital records, and important documents are in the yellow envelope inside her diaper bag. There are also adoption papers, I've signed them, all you have to do it sign and call, they'll send someone to pick her up. I'm sorry to do this to you, I just can't care for her myself anymore and I wanted you to know about her before I gave her up forever. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me...Paige xx
I feel my throat close with every word I read. My heart drops to the floor. No way. There was no way this was possible.
"What's it say?" Louis looks up at me with wide eyes. He could see the horror written on my face. "What's what say- uhhh is that a baby?" Niall says making his way into where we were. "No it's a horse" Harry rolls his eyes.
"Whats it say?" Louis repeats himself again looking at me concerned. But I'm frozen. I can't move, can't talk. "I...I...that's my, my baby." I stutter out, still in shock. I hear the boys gasp, all eyes immediately on me.
"WHAT?!" They all manage to scream at the exact same time. "Give me that." Harry snatches the paper from my hands, his eyes grazing over each sentence carefully. "Holy shit..." He scratches his neck.
"Let's not jump to conclusions. This is probably Zayn playing a prank or some weird obsessed fan trying to get famous by saying you're her baby daddy." Louis says calmly trying to rationalize this situation. He was always so funny and childish but this time he was serious.
"I'll call Zayn and see..." Niall says getting his phone out and walking back into the other room.
"Maybe we should take it out..." Harry says eyeing the elephant in the room. Meanwhile I'm still staring into space, hoping, praying this isn't happening right now. "Earth to Liam." Louis waves his hand in front of my face trying to get my attention. "Yeah, sorry." I say running my hands through my hair.
"Harry, don't touch it." Louis switches his attention from me to Harry. "Why not, it's a baby not a bomb. Jeez." He complains going to lift up the blanket covering the infant. "Oh my god." They both go wide eyed at the car seat. "What?" I say not really looking. "Okay. I don't mean to freak you out..." Louis mumbles nervously. "What?!?" I reply half scared to find out. "Either this is your baby, or you have a long lost twin and its his." They both just continue to stare back and forth between me and the tiny human. "Zayn says it wasn't hi- woah it's like a miniature Liam." Niall laughs. His Irish accent coming through strongly.
"What do you mean?" I reluctantly walk over and look for myself. "Jesus..." I whisper just standing there with my mouth hung open.
It was like standing and looking at myself as a baby. All our features were nearly identical. We had the same nose, ears, lips, and eyes. It was scary.
Those eyes. Those small chocolate brown eyes looked directly into mine. "Dude, I don't mean to burst your bubble but I 'm pretty sure it's yours." Harry snickers before Louis smacks him in the head.
"No." I shake my head. "No, there's absolutely, positively no way that's my baby."
"Alright, let's just..." Louis was in the middle of talking when an ear piercing scream filled the house. "Shit, Liam get it." Harry urges. "No, you get it." I glare at him. "It's your kid, you get it." He says back. "Will you two shut up." Louis hisses at us as he carefully picks up the wailing baby.
"Shhhh...." He whispers soothingly. He holds the baby gently to his chest rocking it. "Damn it, it's Eleanor." He motions to his vibrating phone. "Liam here." He places the baby in my arms while I mentally freak out. "Calm down." He pats me on the back.
"NO LOUIS, DON'T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN WHEN IM HOLDING A FUCKING BABY THATS SUPPOSEDLY MINE." I snap at him completely losing it. "Hey hey, chill..." Harry takes the baby from me.
I run out of my flat, not really knowing where I'm going or what I'm doing. I just needed to get out, all this was too much.
LANEY'S POV.
I pull my pants off as soon as I get into my little apartment. Something I did regularly. I mean, it was just me so who needed pants anyway? I'd just got off work and I worked a double shift today so saying I was exhausted would be an understatement. I sigh silently as I throw myself down on my comfy couch. I probably should make something to eat and shower but I was too tired to even move. I close my eyes and relax before the sound of my ringtone filled the whole room. I grumble as I get up to find my purse.
"What Louis?" I mumble into the phone, flopping back down in my previous position. "Don't sound so enthusiastic to talk to your big brother." He jokes. "I've had a long day, I'm not in the mood, so what do you want?" I snap. He was always so damn happy. I guess that was a good thing but boy did it really irritate me sometimes. "So asking for a favor is out of the question?" He asks. Now I'm regretting even answering. "What kind of favor?" I run my hand through my hair hoping it wasn't so ridiculous. "Well...Liam, you remember Liam right?" I feel my heart race at the mention of his name. Alright, I'll admit, the few times I met him, he was ridiculously attractive...those eyes, I could never forget those deep brown eyes. "Hello?" I hear Louis snap me out of my daydream, getting my attention. "Yeah, of course I remember him, why?" I tell him becoming impatient, I wish he'd just spit it out. "Well it turns out he has a baby that nobody knew about, not even him, and the girl literally left it on the doorstep this afternoon, so I need your help..." He rambles. I didn't believe it. Liam seemed so sweet and innocent, how did he have a baby, and not even know about it? "Ok, so what do you need me for?" I ask my brother confused as to why he called me. "I don't know, you're a girl, you know how to take care of babies, could you please come over and help us? I'm dying here sis." He says practically begging me. "Plllleeeeaase." He whines a few seconds later when I didn't answer. "Ugh, fine." I reluctantly agree. "I'll be over in a minute."
