The Ballet Shoes

"That's the thing about love"

Louis listened to the rigid breathing of the person on the other end. The person wouldn't speak for minutes. Finally Louis broke the silence.

"Mum?" Louis spoke.

"L, I've been trying for so long to call you but I couldn't will myself to until now." his mum said, she sounded sad in a way.

"We haven't talked since that day." Louis said sitting back down on the cot.

"I," she paused "I know L I know. Do you think we could meet up or something?" Jay asked nervously.

"I'm your son mum not Justin Bieber don't be so nervous talking to me." Louis said with a sigh.

"Nervous is all I am right now, you well the last time I saw you, you brought nothing but nerves when you came around and-" she stopped before saying anything else.

"You don't need to be mum I've changed." Louis said softly.

"Oh." Jay replied simply.

"Course you wouldn't know, you would have if you came when I needed you the first time I called." Louis tried keeping his cool.

He remembered standing outside the apartment with Liams body and hearing the sirens fade away carrying the only person he ever loved.

"I'm sorry Louis."

"I'll talk to Harry mum I'd like you to meet him and our son." Louis said ignoring her apology.

He wasn't accepting any pity apology because that's all that one was pity because she felt sorry for not being there for him when he needed her.

"You two have a son?" his mother questioned.

"Yes, he's wonderful. I'd love for you to meet him as well." Louis said.

"When?" she asked.

"Like I said let me talk to Harry and I will probably text you and tell you when and where. I'm supposed to be home right now with him but you called so." Louis said.

"Oh right then, get home to him then get back to me." Jay said.

"Right mum I'll talk to you later then." Louis said.

"I love you." his mum said.

Louis hung up hearing the words, he would believe that once she showed it.

Louis arrived back Harry was sat on the couch watching TV William was in his cradle and Niall was gone.

"Hey," Louis said awkwardly "where's Niall?"

Harry looked up at him silently patting the spot next to him. Louis sat down and leaned back getting comfortable Harry leaned into him and Louis wrapped his arm around him gently. Harry rested his head on his chest.

"He's gone back to his." Harry said.

Louis nodded.

"I didn't mean to say what I did earlier. I love making love to you baby I really do it's just I don't want making love to be every time we want to be intimate."

Harry shook his head.

"Lou, I don't want to make love every time either we that was just ridiculous. I deserved to be called a bitch I admit."

Louis giggled pecking the boys head.

"You are far from a bitch princess." Louis said softly.

"That was a great talk we had so serious." Harry laughed and Louis did as well.