A Little Bit of Love Hate

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Logan's POV

"I-I'm.." I stammered, shaking my head in bewilderment.

"How'd you-" He cut me off, his voice softer than I expected.

"I saw the test Logan.."

I grimaced, shoving my face into my palms.

"It's all my fault." I sobbed, I felt Harry's hands wrap around my waist pulling me in closer.

He nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck, murmuring sweet nothings. Pulling back slightly, I looked at him with teary eyes, my lower lip still quivering.

"It's both our faults." He whispered.

His words cut me like a knife, making me wince in pain.

I couldn't tell him the baby was his. I couldn't tell him anything.

I didn't know whether it was Lou's either..

"I-I'm here for you."

I glanced at him, giving him a small smile before whispering the words thank you.

We sat in silence once again, my mind racing at multiple thoughts.

I abruptly stood, grabbing my keys from the night stand and running out the door. Hopping into my car, I spotted Harry standing on the porch, a worried look on his face.

My phone rang, alerting me that Harry was calling.

"Where are you-" I cut him off short.

"The doctors."

I closed my eyes for a mere moment, trying so hard not to cry.

I followed each of the streets that were embedded into my mind. Pulling up to the curb, I let out a deep breath.

My body shaking as I fished out the spare keys from the compartment.

I slowly made my way to the door, letting the key hover in front of the slot.

I gave up, walking away and back into the car.

I couldn't do this... Not now.

But did I need to?

"Fuck it." I muttered under my breath, slamming the car door closed and rubbing up the steps of my flat.

I knocked on the door, awaiting a response. I closed my eyes, inhaling and exhaling slowly.

The sound of the door unlocking made my anxiety grow.

I turned my head towards the figure, my heart pounding when I saw who it was.

Eleanor.

"Can I help you?" She asked, leaning against the door frame.

I saw Louis walk up behind her, a dumbfounded look on his face.

"I'm..I'm sorry... I think I might have the wrong house." I lied, turning on my heel and walking away quickly.

"Wait." I hear his Doncaster accent call.

I turn around, watching him chase after me.

"Log-" I slapped him across the face, making him wince.

"Here. Take it." I whispered grabbing his palm.

He looked at me confused, the cool metal of the engagement band leaving my hand and entering his.

"Bye Lou." I croaked walking away.

He grabbed my wrist, pulling me towards him.

"I can't say goodbye like this Logan." He pressed his lips to mine, kissing me passionately. His thumb running along my cheek.

I pushed him away, obtaining distance between us.

"I..I need to tell you something.." I stammered, my breathing heavy.

"What..?"

"Louis...I'm pregnant."