Use Somebody

Chapter 33:

Louis's POV:

Harry sat there staring at the ring for a really long time.

"I'm not proposing. It's a promise ring." I say taking it out and putting it in his finger.

"Well, what are you promising?" He says now excited.

"To always be there for you, whatever you may need. To love you, and always be at the bakery every day after work. To protect you from Liam and my mom. I saw how much she was looking at you but you're mine. To kiss you and hug you whenever you want me to and even when you don't. Finally to never leave you, cheat on you, hit you or send you to the hospital unless it's something serious. We've been together for two months and I'm ready for you to move into my house and out of that stinky apartment." I declare before him.

"What about Lottie?" He says curiously.

"She's moved in with her boyfriend, so I thought maybe you would want to live with me too." I say nervously.

He glances down at the picnic blanket and mumbles something.

"What?" I say so nervous I feel like throwing up.

"Yes." Harry says.

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I spent the rest of the day carrying boxes of clothes down from Harry's apartment to my car. He had packed his clothes, shoes, a few knick knacks, and his cookbooks. All in different boxes and so far they are all fitting in the back of my car. I was out by my car placing the last box in the car when I stumble across a picture of Harry, he was standing in a white dress with a slight bump. It was a professionally done picture of Harry holding his baby bump, he was smiling down at his stomach and holding an ultrasound in his hand next to the bump.

I take the picture and take it to Harry.

"What are you looking for Angel?" I ask.

"A picture. It's me and William. My friend Zayn took it." He says looking in drawers.

"This one?" I say holding it up.

His face lights up as he sees it. "Yes!"

He takes the picture from my hands and holds it to his chest. He kisses my lips.

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"How many months are you in that picture?" I ask as I drive back to my house.

"Almost six. I never did show a lot or get morning sickness. I was sick for about a week and then I was back to normal. I was so happy and I told everyone. My mom made a nursery in her house and JJ was so happy to have a playmate. He would come and talk to William all the time." Harry tells me.

"I'm sure he would have been an amazing playmate." I say as the driveway comes into view.

I get the car into the driveway and give Harry the keys to the house. I grab the first box of his unlabeled stuff and bring it inside. I finished rather quickly since there wasn't a lot.

I saw Harry looking around, he had been here before but if you looked at him now it wouldn't seem like it. He finally opened a box and saw his cookbooks. He didn't have his picture with him.

"Where's your picture?" I ask.

He looks up from the box and answers me. "It's in the room down the hallway."

"Why would you put it so far away?" I ask walking to go get it.

"Because that's my room."

When he says this, I stop in my tracks. I turn back around and walk towards him. I grab him by the hips and pull him close to me.

"You're crazy if you think you're going to be that far away from me. I think you should sleep in my room with me. What do you say about that Angel?" I say.

Harry giggles and looks into my eyes with his breathtaking green ones. "Yes."

I plant my lips on Harry's and feel him smile onto mine as he kisses me back.

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"Today is the happiest day of my life!" Harry says. He was sitting on the floor while I was in the couch.

His hair was still shoulder length and curly. I was fixing his hair out of his face. I had reassured him so many times that I know how to do hair since I have little sisters.

"Gemma calls this my prince hair. But I just like the way it looks with hats at the store." Harry says again.

He's told me all about his prince hair and hats at the grocery store. How he tries them on but refuses to buy one. He likes the black ones and he pairs them with a white and black checkered bandana around the rim of the hat.

"Your hair is really pretty Harry. I'm almost finished." I was doing to braids on the side and then a bun in the middle of it all. I think it will look really nice. I finished tying off the last hair band and handing Harry a mirror. I heard his gasp as he looked at the braids.

"I love it!" Harry says getting off the floor.

He sits on my lap with his legs on either side of me. He kisses my lips and tangles his hands into my hair. I tried to think what it would be like if I hadn't met Harry. If he hadn't pulled me out the depression that I had been in for the longest time. Would he still be with Nick? Would he do what Gemma did and have a baby on his own? All I know is that it didn't matter because he's mine and I'm going to keep it that way.