The Sweetheart

Chapter 29

-Ella-

That's a picture of Louis with the test he got me earlier. This cannot end well.

"Well...you see, erm...everyone, Ella and I have an announcement to make. Ella, if you would please..." Oh no. No no no no no no no. Paul gave me a shove, and then I was stumbling out onto the stage. I shot him a glare, and he just laughed. Traitor. I walked out next to Louis, and waited for him to say it. "Ella is...Ella is...Ella you say it." Even better. I get to say it.

"Everyone, I'm...I'm pregnant." The crowd exploded. Girls screaming, fists flying, people running. The cameras were definitely turned off. Louis grabbed my hand, and pulled me backstage where Paul was waiting with the back door open. We ran out to the van, and got in before the gates burst open. Girls everywhere. Girls were banging on the window, threatening me with death, saying that they'd kill our child when it was born. All I did was bury my face in Louis' chest as he held me. I never dreamed that they would react like this. When we finally got through the crowd, Paul sped away from the studio toward or hotel. When we pulled into the parking lot, my phone buzzed. Twitter mentions.

VivluvsLouis: @El_Harmon Why did you have to take my man?! Louis was supposed to be MINE!

IAmATommoGirl: @El_Harmon Why. Just, why. I'm not gonna say anything bad, just why.

This one's my favorite.

Hiscarrotgirl: @El_Harmon u and ur unborn fetus can go die in a fuking hole! I was supposed 2 hav Louis babys not u! go and get an abortion before I do it 4 u 4 free.

I set my phone down in my lap, and started to cry. Being hated and unwanted isn't anything new for me, but I've just never been so overwhelmed with hate. Louis took my phone, and shut it completely off.

"You don't need this. You don't deserve this. I'll deal with the hate, you just relax and take care of our baby. Okay?"

"Okay." We got out of the van, and ran to the hotel before the girls saw us. When we got into the lobby, there was much protest in the front of the hotel. When we finally reached their room, Paul said that I had to be sent home immediately.

"But Paul, it's not safe for her," Zayn said.

"Yeah, someone might try to kill her if we let her travel back alone," Liam said. Soon enough, they were all arguing with Paul. All except Louis. Louis agreed that I needed to be sent home somehow.

"We need to send a guard with her!" Louis put in after they stopped.

"I'll call management tonight, and I'll see what we can do. Until then, you boys need to stay out of trouble," Paul said. They all nodded, and scattered around the suite. Naturally, Niall went into the kitchen, Zayn went into his room, and Liam and Harry turned on the Playstation they'd brought. Louis and I went back to his room.

"I'm going to the room I got before I came up here. Wanna come?"

"If I can get a moment's peace, then yes," he said, rubbing his temples. We called to Paul where we were going, and went to the elevator. When we got to the third floor hotel room, the screams from the lobby were closer, hence louder. I couldn't understand what they were saying, but just knowing they were there was enough to make my eyes water. When we shut the door, it was silent.

"I'm going to take a nap." I pulled the duvet back, and curled up in their warmth. Shortly after, Louis climbed in with me. I fell asleep to his voice. Whenever I had trouble sleeping, he would talk to me, or sing to me. When we were still just friends living in Doncaster, he would sing to me through the phone. I remember my 18th birthday. When he asked me to be his girlfriend. Now, three years later, I'm pregnant with his child. The boys think he's going to propose, but I have my doubts. Jay wants us to get married, but Louis doesn't think it's time yet. Before I drifted off, I heard him say one last thing.

"I'm sorry."

-Zayn-

After Louis and Ella left, the other boys and I decided to eavesdrop. We listened to Paul's conversation with management through the door. When he finished, we ran to where we were before he went in there.

"Boys! Come here!" We gathered around him, and waited to hear the news we already knew. "I'm going to Doncaster with Ella, and management is going to be sending someone else to stay with you boys. Now, if i hear that ou gave him any trouble, I won't let you play viseogames on the bus, or in the hotels. Understood?" We all nodded, and gathered around the television to watch Harry and Liam play versus in FIFA. Shortly after, Ella and Louis came back, Ella wearing fresh clothes.

"Hey Els! Guess what! Paul is going with you to Doncaster!" Niall said. Ella hissed at his loud voice, and sat down.

"Mate, she has a headache, please keep your voice down," Louis said quietly.

"Sorry," Niall whispered. Within the next few hours, Ella and Paul were going to leave. I believe they were going to drive in Ella's car. Paul had his things packed, now we were just waiting for the new guard. At about mid-day, there was a knock on the door. Paul opened it, and greeted the person like a old friend.

"Boys, this is Sam. He's going to be your temporary guard. He's an old friend of mine. Like I said, be good, or priviledges will be taken." He grabbed his and Ella's suitcases, and started walking down to the car.

"I'm gonna miss you boys while I'm gone. Even if it's only a week or two," Ella said, hugging all of us. We group hugged, and then Ella kissed each of us on our cheeks. She said goodbye, and then Louis walked her down.

-Louis-

When we reached Jesse's car, Paul was in the driver's seat with the car running. Their stuff was in the back, and Paul was ready to go.

"I'm gonna miss you El," I said, pulling her closer.

"I'll miss you too Lou. I'm going to wait for the first ultrasound. I'm going to wait until you get back so you can see the baby."

"I hope it's a boy. I've always wanted a son," I said with a smile. I don't care if I have 20 girls first, I want a son.

"Me too. I always wanted a brother, but I'm an only child. You and the boys were the closest thing I had to brothers. I never had any girl friends, but that's because I didn't want to ignore my brothers." This was the kindest thing she'd said to me in a while. She never told me that she considered me a brother. She always called Jesse her brother, but never me.

"Come on you two, wrap it up," Paul said. I kissed her cheek, and she got into the car. As I watched the car going through the crowd of girls, I felt a knot of worry begin to form in my stomach. Not just for Ella, but for our child. I would like him/her to grow up like we did. Playing hide and seek with other kids, not with the paparazzi. Playing tag, and being carefree. I just want my child to live like a normal kid. I don't want them to be affected by their parents being celebrities.

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So, yeah. I really don't have anything to say here. Only a few more chapters here in The Sweetheart! Enjoy it while it lasts! I may make a sequel if necassary, if not, it will be over FOREVER.

MrsPayneTomlinson