The Sweetheart

Chapter 27

-Ella-

That movie was horrible. When I closed my eyes that night, I saw only the images from the movie. I moved closer to Louis, and buried my face in his t-shirt. He put his arms around me, and pulled me a little bit closer.

"It's okay babe, I've got you," he whispered. My sleep was very uneasy, and it came in short flashes. When morning came, Louis was still there. I moved my head up and looked into his beautiful blue eyes.

"Morning Lou."

"Good morning babe," he said, kissing my cheek. He pushed himself up, and pulled me up with him. We both looked round the room for a moment, looking for the door. When we found it, we went out and saw that everyone but Zayn was up.

"Well, good morning sleepy heads," Harry joked. Crap, I probably have a horrid bed head. Oh well.

"Did you sleep okay?" Liam asked, giving me a hug.

"Not really."

"I'm so sorry Ella."

"It's ok Li. I know you were against it." We pulled apart, and then I sat down on the couch next to Louis. "So, where's Zayn?"

"He went out to get some food somehow," Niall said, sounding a little hungry as he flipped through the television channels. Why didn't they just send Paul?

"Because Paul needs to protect us from crazed fans silly Ella," Louis chuckled.

"I really need to stop thinking aloud."

"Yes you do." He pecked my lips, and pulled me closer. Zayn came in a few minutes later with a bag. He passed out the breakfast sandwiches, and sat down with his own. They were pretty decent. They were decent enough that Niall was going around asking if anyone didn't want theirs.

"You can have mine Niall," I said, suddenly feeling sick to my stomach. He takes it, and goes back to his original seat. Louis finishes his, and puts his arm back around me.

"Is something wrong babe?"

"No, I just feel a little sick," I said, curling up against him and holding my stomach. I then felt a sudden urge to puke. I got up from the couch, and ran to the bathroom. As the contents of my stomach came back up, I felt my hair being pulled back. When I finished, I looked up and saw Louis holding my hair. I took the hair band from my wrist, and pulled my hair back into a ponytail. I washed my mouth out in the sink, and then Louis carried me to his room, and set me down on the bed. He pulled the duvet up, and grabbed the small trash bin from the bathroom. He slid in next to me, and began to sing softly.

You're so pretty, when you cry, when you cry,

Wasn't ready, to hear you, say goodbye

Now you're tearing me apart, tearing me apart,

You're tearing me apart,

Did I do something stupid, yeah girl if I blew it,

Just tell me what I did, let's work through it,

There's gotta be some way, to get you to want me,

Like before,

'Cos no one ever looked so good in a dress,

and it hurts, 'cos I know you won't be mine tonight,

No one ever made me feel like you do, when you smile,

Baby tell me how to make it right,

and all of my friends say, it's not really worth it, but even if that's true,

No one in the world could stop me from not moving on,

Baby even if I wanted to, nobody compares to you.

He sang to me until I fell asleep. When I did, my dreams were sweet.

**Ella's Dream**

"Mummy! Mummy!" a little girl squealed. I went out into the playground back yard, and saw a little girl swinging on the swings. Louis was pushing her, and she was going really high.

"Good job baby girl!" I cheered. Louis eventually stopped pushing her, and went in front.

"Jump, don't worry, I'll catch you," he said to the girl. She jumped off the swing, and landed perfectly in Louis' arms. He carried her over to me, and I took her in my arms.

"You're brave, just like your daddy," I said, kissing her forehead.

"Penelope, do you want some strawberries?" Louis asked from the kitchen.

"Strawberries!" I set her down, and she ran into the kitchen. I heard a baby crying from a room in the back, and went in. I saw a little baby boy crying in his crib. I picked him up, and started changing him. When I finished, I walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen where I fed him. He looked like he was born maybe a month or two ago.

"Ella. Ella? Ella, wake up babe. Ella."

**End of Dream**

I slowly opened my eyes and realized that it was just a dream. I turned and looked at Louis.

"Hey babe. Niall didn't get sick, so it couldn't have been food poisoning, so it's either just a regular stomach bug, or..."

"Or what?"

"You know..." He poked my stomach, and I knew exactly what he was talking about. I noticed that there was a test sitting on the bedside table. I grabbed it, and went into the bathroom. As I waited, my heart was beating faster and harder. When the result came, I felt joy. I stepped out of the bathroom and showed Louis the test.

"I'm pregnant."

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Okay! Close to the end signal! Ella's preggo!! I'll have at most ten more chapters before it's over. Don't hate me, please. I have grown to like this one a lot. I think it's really sweet. But, my definite favorite of my fan fics is The Promise. It's really fun to write, and it's still quite fresh, and young. By young, I mean not as popular as this one or The Bad Boy. I like this one next though (:

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