Truly Madly Deeply- Sequel to Nobody Compares (Louis Tomlinson Fic) *COMPLETED*

Chapter 42: It's Time

~One Month Later~

~November 3rd~

Valerie's POV:

Things started to go by pretty fast after all that.

After Holly found out about her sister, she had been trying to find her, with no luck. Her aunt didn't really say much except that Alexandra and her family had moved to London a while ago. It wasn't much to go on, but Holly really wanted to find her.

And after Louis had returned to the others, Paul had taken away his cell phone and laptop. No communication with anyone but the boys for two weeks was Paul's plan. But Louis of course found ways around that. He'd steal one of the other boys' cell phones and call every once and a while, sneak one of their laptops and skype for a few minutes before concerts, things like that.

Now, we were all just excited about the boys coming home. They had just five days left on tour and there were only two more concerts left, one of those concerts being tonight. 

Holly and I were currently in the living room. I was curled up on one couch, a blanket wrapped around me and my eyes slowly closing. 

"C'mon," Holly whined, "Just stay awake a little longer."

"Holly," I sighed, "I love you and all, but let me sleep or I promise, I will strangle you."

"Oh you don't mean that," she said as she stood up and headed to the kitchen.

"Wanna bet?" Holly just laughed as she walked by the couch. I just closed my eyes and tried to drift off, trying to find a comfortable position.

"Come on make it easy, say I never mattered!" Holly sang from the kitchen. I opened my eyes and sighed. To be brutally honest, when Holly sang, she sounded like a dying walrus, "Run it up the flagpole. We will teach you how to make boys next door out of assholes!"

"Holly," I called into the next room, "Shut up. Shut up now before I tear your trachea out of your throat." Luckily, that shut her up. I closed my eyes and tried to drift off again, but something felt off. After a few minutes, I realized that Holly hadn't come back from the kitchen.

"Holls?" I called. She didn't answer. I opened my eyes and sat up, glancing over to the kitchen and seeing that the lights were off, "Holly? Is everything okay in there?" Still no answer...

I stood up and waddled over to the doorway to the kitchen, switching on the light. I didn't see Holly.

"Holly?" I walked further into the kitchen and around the island.

I jumped and screamed when I saw what was on the floor.

"HOLLY I'M GOING TO KILL YOU." Holly, who had decided it would be fun to play 'let's see if we can scare the pee out of Valerie', was rolling on the ground, her laughter ruffled by the mask she had on.

"Oh come on!" she laughed, "That was hilarious." She took off the mask and tossed it on the floor.

"NO IT WAS NOT!" I yelled, "WERE YOU TRYING TO GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK???"

Holly was about to respond when her cell phone rang. She held up her finger and answered the call.

"'yellow?" she said. I watched as she listened to the person on the other end of the call. Her face went from amuzement, to shock, to seriousness, "Okay... okay Kiara... calm down and go to the hospital, we'll be there soon."

Louis's POV:

We were in the middle of the concert, in the middle of a song, when I noticed Paul talking on a phone side stage. He soon wrapped up the phone call and tried to get our attention. I was the only one who noticed and when I had finished my solo, I walked over to him.

"What's going on Paul?" I asked, making sure that my microphone couldn't pick up any of the conversation.

"I need you to get Zayn over here."

"Why?" Paul smiled a little.

"He's about to become a dad."

A.N.:

Okay... got some stuff to cover...

So, sorry for the delay. I just haven't been feeling my best and I've been really spacey and just all around lazy.

Sorry for the shorter chapter. I just wanted to get things rolling.

I'm also going to say this now... I will not go into details. No details about the Zerrie baby birth, no details about the twins' birth when that comes. I'm just not comfortable writing that so don't expect it.

Well, until next time, later gaters!

~R.I.P Cory Monteith~