YOU'RE MINE {L.S} BDSM MPREG UNDER HUGE EDITING

•You're Mine (Chapter Fifty Eight)

{EDITED}

[Louis' P.O.V]

I sigh and slowly throw the blanket of off me. I then get up and walk towards the door, making sure my footsteps don't make much noise.

I slowly grab the paper and my hear flutters when I read the first 4 words.

To my beautiful kitten,

I'm sorry.. For you know? Making you upset and run away like that. I've been sitting outside your door since this morning, Zayn and Nialler are in the other room.. Um.. You haven't eaten since this morning love, please come out so we can both eat, I haven't eaten and I'm not going to until you do. So please baby, come out. I'm sorry for taking drugs.. It's a long story and I promise to tell you one day just please come out.

From your daddy xo

I smile at the letter as a few tears slip. He hasn't eaten because I haven't? I thought.. I thought..

Should I go? I mean yeah I'm angry at him but he has an explanation right? And he said his sorry.

Maybe I should just go? Or maybe I should let him suffer?

But what if the drugs are still in his system? What if it affects me? Or the babies? Or what if his still high? What if-

I get cut off when I see another note being slid under the door.

I sigh and bend down slightly, picking it up and opening up the paper.

But when I do, I don't see writing and see drawing instead I almost let out a gasp.

It was a drawing of me and Harry together surrounded with big and little hearts.

And before I could even regret my own choice I slam the door open and quickly fall down on my knees.

Sobbing loudly and hugging Harry, burying my face in his shoulders as he hugs me back while rubbing my back.

"Lou" Harry croaks out. His voice sounded deeper and rough, like he hasn't spoken in a few hours.

"Daddy?" I mumble out pulling away slightly and taking in his appearance. His hair was a total mess, strands of hair going every direction, his eyes were red, like red-red.

Maybe from the drugs and crying? I'm not too sure.

"A-are you okay?" I whisper, wiping my eyes on my sleeves and sniffling loudly.

"I-I'm fine Lou.." He says. But the way he says that makes me think otherwise.

"No your not" I whisper again as he sighs.

"Can we just go eat?" He snaps and I roll my eyes. "Not until you tell me what's wrong" I say.

But when he makes no move to say a word and just looks ahead, I get up. Shaking my head and starting to walk back into the room but gasp when I feel his arms wrap around my ankle.

"Let go" I order in a dominant-like voice.

"I'm sorry" he whispers and when I turn back around to look at him, I could see him breathing heavily and he quickly releases his hands from a round my ankle and hold it on his chest instead.

I gasp and quickly bend down seeing him trying to breathe but it seemed like he couldn't.

"What's h-happening?" I ask in panic placing my hands on his.

"I-I'm f-fine" he chokes out and I sigh rubbing his arms comfortingly.

"C-can we go eat?" He asks and I nod immediately helping him up.