Will you? | Louis Partridge

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"Louis I'm pregnant." She spat out. Louis could
only look at her, not knowing if she was playing some sort of game. That moment his face fell. Louis wasn't upset that she was pregnant. Yes their will be loads of stiff patches, it will be rough. But that was the least of his worries. His one worry was wether it was his or not? He remembered clearly that they had used protection on that day.

He felt like frozen. He couldn't move nor say anything. He did want to know if it was his. "Is...is it mine?" He blurted out, getting to the point. "Yes Louis this baby is yours. I get it if you don't want to be in its life. If you don't want to hear anything from me or from it I suggest you leave. Respectfully I'd rather take care of it on my own than rely on someone who won't even help me or be in its life. So go on. Leave." She ranted with a cold tone.

Louis hugged her from behind placing his hands on Dahlias little baby bump that was starting to show.

"Nope. I'm not leaving. I want to be in both of your lives. I want the women I love to be with me." He turned her around by her waist and smashed his lips onto hers.

*

Dahlia promptly woke up. She didn't waste a second to get up. She vastly got up. Lightly dizzy almost falling. She stumbled to the cold bathroom and took a look at herself. She lifted her shirt and looked at the mirror only to see her stomach being normal. She sighed out of relief that dream almost felt real. Too real. Although she did love the idea of a mini Louis or a mini Dahlia running around the apartment. But she was a little too young for a kid right now.

Dahlia took a quick shower. Doing her normal routine, such as brushing her teeth, wash her face, etc. out of nowhere she recognized the voice that came from the kitchen. She came out with a towel wrapped around her arms, while her hair was wrapped around a towel. She peeked at the kitchen only to see Ivory and Dominic making breakfast. Not to mention giving each other a huge amount of kisses. Dahlia didn't mind that her best friend and her brother liked each other.

All she cared about was their happiness. If none of them were happy neither was she. She could care less about their relationship as long as their happy with each is all that mattered.

"Ugh I hope you guys used protection yesterday." She shouted going into the kitchen. "Dahlia seriously?!" Dominic spat. "Duh." Dahlia grabbed a piece of pancake. Her taste bud giving off some sweetness, savory, and a bit salty from the butter. "Mmm, whoever made this is my new favorite person." She moaned. "Thank you Dolly!" Ivory hugged her from behind.

"From what I know Dominic doesn't know how to cook. At all." She emphasized. "Hey! I do know how to cook, don't minify me. I'm actually a great cook." He defended.

"You'd never believe the dream I had." "I'm listening." Ivory smiled her hands under her chin. Dahlia giggled and told them her dream. "Aww imagine a little Louis or a little Dahlia getting out pans and using them as drums. Ooh that would be so cute. Please get pregnant. I'd treat him as my own son or daughter. Plus I'd be the best aunt ever. I'd me aunt Ivy." She raged.

"No way! I'm bearly starting college, it'd be so hard!" She shouted. The thought of having a baby scaring her, knowing how little sleep she'll get, how much money she'd have to spend, how much little study she'll be able to do. Clueless that it'll become a soon be a total, complete nightmare.

"I hope you get pregnant!" Ivory shouted, crossing her arms.

"I hope not, now let me go get ready my boyfriend is going to take me out somewhere." She joked. "You do not have a boyfriend! You will never have one. In fact you can get married when I'm dead." Dominic joked.