Harry stays silent.
He answers in short sentences when the interviewers' attention is turned on him. His mind is filled with the conversation that he and Louis had shared not too long before they were called to start.
"Do you love her?" Louis can tell Harry's feeling ... insecure again. He's always been like that since Management started the baby gate. Harry's afraid that Louis will end up loving her more than him and .. He's not sure he could handle that sort of heartbreak at the moment.
"No, baby, it's you, it'll always be you. From today and tomorrow, to next week and 30 years from now, when we're old and graying together." Harry can't help the small laugh that escapes him.
"Promise?"
"Promise." Louis kisses Harry's cheeks gentle and runs his thumb across Harry's now pink cheeks. He's got that look again. The look Harry likes to call 'the one filled with find and love and so much care'. Louis says it only happens because he can't believe Harry is his. "Now let's go and get this over with, yeah?"
Harry nods and takes a deep breath. Here goes nothing.
Harry doesn't want to talk about the baby anymore. He doesn't want to hear about Louis becoming a 'father'. He doesn't want to hear the fake excitement from Liam and Niall. He wants to go home.
Home.
Where he and Louis can finally be alone. Live in a world where there aren't any rumors. Where it's just them. Where he isn't asked about how he feels about the new addition to the Tomlinson and Jungwirth family.
He wants Louis to hold him and say 'it's okay.' That one day they'll run away together and be happy.
Harry wants to forget it.
"Harry, you seem awfully quiet. How do you feel about this, this announcement?" The brunette girl who's supposed to interview them is staring intently at them. As if daring him to say the wrong thing.
Harry takes a deep intake of breath through his nose. "It's great. Really, I'm happy for my best mate Louis and I hope the best for him." Louis stares at his boyfriend. He can almost sense the hurt in Harry's voice. After being with Harry for three years it's almost a sixth sense when it comes to Harry's emotions.
After making sure no one is looking, Louis knocks his knee against Harry's gently. To let Harry know he's there. He'll always be there. Right next to him. Harry's knee knocks against his and Louis knows.
He knows Harry wants to leave. Wants to just lay down and pretend that this isn't happening. He knows Harry just wants to forget it.
