Little Heartbeat || Larry Stylinson mpreg

III

"Zayn," Louis hisses shaking him. "Wake up!!" Zayn jerks awake almost hitting Liam in the face.

"Lou?" He mumbles blearily, rubbing his eyes and letting go of Liam's hand. He gets up from the chair and stretches.

"It's 9 already. Come on, go home."

"I can stay." He looks at Liam uncertainly.

"You don't have to. Go rest. I'll pack rest of Sophia's stuff while Liam sleeps."

"He's going to be a wreck when he wakes up."

"I know. I'll deal with it. Go home." After Zayn leaves Louis begins cleaning out Sophia's stuff from the closet and the room in general. When Liam wakes up Louis is trying to fix breakfast.

"What are you doing here?" Liam says rubbing his eyes, and dropping into a chair. The sudden sound in the otherwise silent house makes Louis jump. He holds his hand over his heart and smiles cheerily.

"Making you breakfast." Liam's eyes soften.

"Mate I appreciate it but really I'm fine."

"Yeah I know." Louis rolls his eyes. "You'll be better after eating."

"Not if you're cooking." Liam mumbles under his breath.

"You tosser!! I heard that. I'm incredibly hurt. Who do you think feeds me at home? And don't say Harry, he's always at Mychal's place anyway."

Liam fishmouths for a beat. "Okay fine but if I get sick, trust me I'm coming after you."

"You're gonna get sick anyway, roaming around barefoot and in boxers in fucking November." Louis mumbles.

"Awww you care. But you do realise I have heating?"

Louis snorts taking the plate of bacon (slightly burnt) and eggs (a little raw) to the table. "Heating? The heating in your room is turned down so fucking low you might as well be better off without it."

"Sophia needed a cold room at night." He mumbles. Louis' smile drops.

"Li-"

"I'm fine Louis. It'll take a while getting used to an empty house but I'm fine. In fact, I think I'm gonna pack her stuff and tell her to take it."

"Um, me and Zayn kinda already packed."

"You did? Oh. Thanks. Did you call her?"

"No but I can if you want." Liam shakes his head and starts eating. If he notices the slightly raw eggs or mildly burnt bacon, he doesn't comment. "Okay then, I'll just check in on Harry while you eat." Liam nods. Louis pulls out his phone and calls him. "Hello?"

"Lou." Harry mumbles sleepily.

"Were you asleep?" He asks incredulously. "At this hour? Who are you and what have you done with Harry Styles?"

"I was sleepy alright?" He snaps.

"What's with you? There's no need to get snappy with me." Louis asks affronted.

"Just leave me be, okay? I don't need you to treat me like a child just because I'm in a fight with my boyfriend."

"You don't like- you know what, forget it. Just call me when you're done being an ass." Louis hangs up.

"What's wrong?" Liam pipes up.

"God only knows. Seems like you can never get anything right with him these days. He'll be very cuddly and then suddenly he'll push me away saying 'god why are you so clingy?' I'm sick of it."