The Difference Between Light And Dark {Larry}•{BDSM}•{Hybrid}•{MPreg}

Chapter Two

This is because I was told to update by @colleenchar . Thank her. 

" But Mr. Heathcliff forms a singular contrast to his abode and style of living. He is a dark-skinned gypsy in aspect, in dress and manners a gentleman, that is, as much a gentleman as many a country squire: rather slovenly, perhaps, yet not looking amiss with his negligence, because he has an erect and handsome figure—and rather morose. Possibly, some people might suspect him of a degree of under-bred pride; I have a sympathetic chord within that tells me it is nothing of the sort: I know, by instinct, his reserve springs from an aversion to showy displays of feeling—to manifestations of mutual kindliness. He'll love and hate, equally under cover, and esteem it a species of impertinence to be loved or hated again—No, I'm running on too fast—I bestow my own attributes over-liberally on him. "

"Louis Tomlinson."

Zayn jerks up from the scrolling text on his screen, a small sigh falling from his lips. It was just getting to the good part. He doesn't bother to give the short, blonde nurse a smile before helping Louis up and wrapping his arm around his waist, guiding him through the small, colorful waiting room. It smells like too-strong lavender and disinfectant, everything too quiet except for the flat-screen mounted on the wall playing NCIS. A  woman and her three-year-old are sitting on a brown patterned couch, the small brunette boy standing on her lap and holding her hands as she whispers and giggles to him.

Louis watches them for a tiny bit, having to tear his gaze away after only a second or two, his chest tight and throat burning with unshed tears. Zayn pats his hip and engulfs his hand in his much larger one, not as large as Harry's, but bigger than Louis'. Heck, that's not too hard. Even Niall's are bigger.

Niall. Niall knows the truth. After weeks of texting and calling, the elder finally got fed up and answered the phone. Louis told Niall that he didn't kiss Zayn, nor did Zayn kiss him, and Harry just overreacted. After hours - hours - of Louis trying to convince him, and maybe crying more than he will ever want to admit, Niall said he believed him and said he will tell Harry. That sent warning bells. Louis refused. He told Niall that he didn't want Harry to be told that by his old Sub. Harry would go ballistic. He would strike out at Niall and Louis doesn't want the poor boy hurt. None of this is his fault.

 They've talked everyday since then. Niall would always skirt around the question if Louis asked how his husband is, he would change the subject and talk around his kids or his friends kids, which have been put under the care of himself and Anne, who came to visit when she found out what happened. Louis would talk to his kids as Niall talked to Zayn, which always resulted in one of them crying.

Sometimes Niall would sneak across the lake and him and Louis would talk for hours until Zayn came home, then Louis would have to deal with noise flooding the house. Don't get him wrong, he is glad, so glad that Zayn and Niall still have a relationship amidst all this madness, but, obviously, he would be just a tad bit jealous. Just a tad. He loves their relationship and just wants his relationship with Harry to go back to normal. He called and texted his phone for so long that finally, the older man just got a new one. He didn't give Niall his number, he knew the blond was talking to Louis, he's not an idiot. Louis can only hope and dream that Harry is as understanding as Niall, but deep in his heart he knows that is not the case. Harry is not Niall. He overreacted and assumed without letting Louis nor Zayn explain and he sent divorce papers. Divorce papers.

The meeting is tomorrow and Louis really is not ready for it.  He's not ready for it in a lot of ways. He isn't ready to not be with Harry. He isn't ready for the custody hearing, which will obviously go to Harry as the sole custody parent because he is the Dominant with a job and house and Louis is an emotionally unstable, pregnant, twenty-year-old hybrid living with his best friend/ex-Dom and helping raise his children. That doesn't really look good on record. Most of all, he's not ready to see Harry. Call him a pussy, because technically he is half-pussy, but he doesn't know what to expect. If he looks good, which he always does, that means he's moved on and that'll hurt, as selfish and illogical that sounds, Louis does not want Harry to move on. He doesn't know what he'll do if Harry moves on. Harry is his one and only. He doesn't want anyone else except for his Dominant, his husband, his love, his lover, his partner-in-crime, the father of his children, his life, his savoir, his everything. He doesn't want him to move on because he wont move on, ever. Call him dramatic, he is dramatic, but its true. He wont move on. Is it wrong for him to want Harry to look like Hell? No, probably not. But he feels so guilty. Its not like he actually wants Harry to look Hell, he just wants to know the man missed him. That's all he wants. If he does look like Hell, there is no stopping his tears and he just knows he'll launch himself at the man and he is too weak to accept being pushed away again.