Secret Mission (Larry, Ziam, Nosh)

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A/N: Sorry i was gone so long my lovelies. I had some guy troubles :( anywho, here's the next chappie!

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Louis' p.o.v

After another 3 or so hours, we were able to leave the hospital. Harry wouldnt look at me, and to think we were okay again. He's mad at me now and im kinda scared about what'll happen later, but he did say that I wasn't allowed to stay with him in bed. 

"Hey Lou." Niall nudged me.

"Hm?" I hum.

"I'm really sorry."

"Why?"

"I- I killed the baby..." His beautiful eyes start to water.

"No, no. Niall it's s'alright. No one is angry its okay." I rub the irish-man's back.

"W-where's Josh?" He sniffles.

"Over there." I point to the black limo waiting for us at the front, Josh leaning on it a frown on his face.

"Thanks," Niall basically sprints to Josh and Koala hugs him.

Josh holds him up and rubs his back, a kiss on his forehead every now and then, whispers probably sweet-nothings into his ear, than carries him into the back.

I smile and turn to look at Regan who is in a wheelchair. Liam is pushing her and Haley is crowding her. Savannah had left because she needed to be alone for sometime to take in everything. Zayn was texting someone and walking beside Liam. I was now walking alone behind everyone and Harry was already to the Limo, and taking the passager seat. I sigh loudly and keep walking. 

After we get Ray in the limo and everyone else situated in, i Plop next to the girl. She smiles and leans against my shoulder. I kinda wanna make Harry jealous ya'know? Plus he's glaring at us threw the mirror, which i found as the perfect opertunity. I strip off my jacket and wrap it around Regan. She smiles and i decide PERFECT OPERTUNITY AGAIN! I lower her head, and lay her on my lap. I feel her tense up and she stares at me quizzically. I trace the side of her pale face and play 'connect the dots' with the freckles on her face. She gulps and looks uncomfortable but giggles a little as i trace the dots on her nose and chin and forehead. She stares up at me with adortion. I wink and she blushes.

I look up again and see Harry glaring at me with complete rage. I smile at him and he huffs loudly, leans against the side door.

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We arrive at home and i gladly carry Regan in the house. She smiles a little and wraps around me lightly. I carry her up the stairs and into her bedroom...or our guest room...i guest! Lol see what i did there? No...?...FINE!

I smile at my stupid little pun and lay Regan on the bed. She lies on her side and pats beside her. I comply and flop onto the bed and stare at her.

"What are you doing?" She finally asks after a comfortable silence.

"What do you mean? I'm enjoying your company of course." I say cheekily and see a light blush paint her freckled cheeks.

"No, Lou. I have no idea what you're trying to pull." She says slowly and quietly while looking at the red comforter.

"What? You're confusing me Red." I chuckle.

"You're gay, right?" She says and looks me dead in the eyes.

I gulp and try looking her in the eyes. "Uhm..i-i dont like to put labels on people."

"Then what are you doing?! You're treating me like you like me! If you're just trying to make Harry jealous, stop! I don't wanna love you if you're just using me!" She snaps, her green eyes, dull and empty.

I get the weird feeling that she's gone threw this before, ya'know, telling a guy not to use her...

"I-I'm not using you." i drabble.

She looks at me with anger and hurt. "I'm done. I need to think." She sighs and stands unsteadily.

She walks out of the room stumbling a little. Even though Doc said she needs to rest and not walk, i let her walk away. I let her have her space. I let leave me on her bed. 

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Regan's p.o.v

"I-I'm not using you." 

I glare at him. Anger and hurt pinging all over. I heart drops like lead, my stomach tied up in knots, my throat feels like i have a lump keeping my from speaking and/or swallowing. I feel hot and just... well angry. 

"I'm done. I need to think." i sigh and stand uneasily.

My stomach feels like it's about to rip apart. I gulp and walk like a drunk out the door. I stumble and trip once or twice. I cling onto the railing for dear life, Out of the corner of my eye i see Harry watching me like a hawk.

"i-if you want L-Louis, he's up the stairs." I stumble on words as i try to walk to the living room.

"what's going on?" Harry almost hisses out without a single spark of kindness in his words. I shake my head and continue walking to the leather couch. He follows me slowly.

I plop down and lean back against it as best as i can.

"Spill, what's up?" Harry sits next to me.

"Why, you don't care about me." I roll my eyes.

"True but i wanna know what's going on." He chuckles lightly.

"I dont find that funny." I growl.

"C'mon buttercup, what's up?" He repeats.

"NOTHING!" I snap.

"whoa." He rubs up against me.

"too close." i murmur.

"Fine, just trying to help" He pouts playfully, i smile.

"Mhm." I giggle out "You're pretty cute when you pout."

"And people say im the flirt."

"Hush and shush child." i laugh.

He pushes me down and crawls above me, my breath hitches as he leans onto my ear.

"Im 19 and still growing baby." He blows into my ear and i wince as it tickles a little bit.

"Ar-arent you gay?" I stutter out.

"How about Bi." He grins and my eyes go wide.

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