Elounor's baby

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Eleanor's profile:

ONE MONTH LATER:

I ran into the bathroom and emptied the contents of my stomach into the toilet.

"Bloody stomach bug." I muttered washing the tase of sick out of my mouth.

I've had this stupid sickness for the past two weeks and I haven't felt any better. The only reason I haven't been to the doctors is because I hate hospitals.

"Eleanor are you here?" Danielle asked walking into mine and Louis' flat, unannounced.

I spat the toothpaste out. "I'M IN HERE!" I yelled back before grabbing the mouthwash.

Dani walked in and leaned against the doorframe. "Let me guess sick again?"

I shook my head. "No, I thought my breath could be more fresh." I replied sarcastically.

Dani laughed. "Ooh, who took the jam out of your donut?"

"No one. I've just had this bug for two weeks and I'm not better."

"Didn't you have a stomach ache last week?"

"Yes."

Danielle crossed her arms. "You do thoughs are two symptoms of..."

I cut her off. "I can't be..." I couldn't finish my sentence because my mind was begining to wonder.

Danielle pulled two pregnancy tests out of her handbag and gave them to me. "Take the tests, you need know."

I shook my head and chucked them to the bin, but I missed and they just sat there by the bin. "I'm not taking the tests because I know I'm not pregnant."

Dani rolled her eyes. "Whatever you say. Now are we going to Starbucks or what?"

I grabbed her hand, grabbed my handbag and dragged Danielle out the door. "Starbucks!"

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THAT AFTERNOON:

I was by myself again in the flat and my stomach was doing somersaults again.

"Bloody hell!" I muttered cluching my belly as I ran to the bathroom again.

What little I ate today came back up.

I was still kneeling in front of the toilet when I saw the pregnancy tests.

"I can't be..." I whispered to myself looking down at my stomach.

I grabbed one of the tests and started to panic. What if I was pregnant?

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A FEW MINUTES LATER:

My eyes were wide when I looked down at the positive pregnancy test.

"This can't be happening," I muttered. "This has to be a dream...yeah this is a dream and I'll wake up in my bed..."

My stomach turned and I dropped the test and kneeled in front of the toilet again.

"I'm pregnant." I groaned clutching my belly.

I heard the flat door open and an all to familler voice could be heard yelling.

"ELEANOR, BABE, I'M BACK!" Louis yelled.

I was sick again.

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Louis' profile:

"ELEANOR, BABE, I'M BACK!" I yelled walking into the flat.

I closed the door and left my suitecase in the hall as I began to follow the sound of a cat being strangled into the bathroom.

I walked in and saw Eleanor throwing up.

"Aww, El, what's wrong?" I asked sitting next to her.

"N-nothing." She replied being sick again.

I rubbed her back and helped her stand up.

"Are you sure there's nothing wrong?" I asked again.

"I'm sure."

As we began to walk out of the room I noticed a pregnancy test on the floor. I stopped in my tracks and picked it up. It was positive.

"Is this yours?" I asked.

Eleanor looked at the floor and nodded.

"How far along are you?"

Eleanor just shrugged. "I-I just took the test today."

I looked back at the test. I didn't know what to say.

"Lou? Louis say something please."

I shook my head and shrugged. "I don't know what to say."

"Just say something, I don't care what, just say anything," Eleanor's eyes filled with tears. "Say you're mad, happy, sad, over the moon, that you never want to see me again...just say anything."

I chucked the test to the floor and pulled her into a hug. "I love you. That's all you need to know. I love you and I'll love the baby."

Eleanor wrapped her arms around my middle and burred her head into my chest.

"I love you too." She mumbled.

I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.

"Go to sleep," I whispered kissing her forehead as I lay her on the bed. "You'll feel a lot better."

Eleanor's eyes closed and she fell asleep.

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A FEW HOWS LATER:

I was lying on the sofa, watching some old film, when I heard Eleanor being sick again.

"L-LOUIS!" Eleanor yelled, her voice was very faint.

I got up and walked to the bathroom. "Still not feeling any better?"

Eleanor shook her head and wiped her mouth with a piece of toliet paper.

I sat next to her and wrapped my arm around her.

"Why do I have to be sick?" She mumbled.

"It's the baby's way of telling you he's there." I replied putting my hand on her stomach.

She put her hand over mine and looked down at her belly. "I'm scared."

"Why? There's nothing to be scared of."

"What if we're not ready? What if we do everything wrong and what if I go into labor while you're away? And..."

I cut her off. "Calm down. Nothing is going to happen. We're not going to do anything wrong and you won't go into labor while I'm on tour."

"But..."

"No buts. You'll be a fantastic mum."

Eleanor wrapped her arms around my neck. "You'll be a fantastic dad."

I chuckled and kissed her forehead. "Do you want to know something?"

"What?"

I pressed my forehead against hers. "I'm scared to. But we're in this together." I took her hand in mine and kissed her knuckels.

A smile came El's face and she wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into a hug. "I love you."

I chuckled and helped her stand up. "I love you too," I got down so I was leavel with her stomach. "And I love you too, baby tommo."