Chapter 15

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Emma's P.O.V.

"Yeah so that's what happened." I told Niall about Sophie being pregnant. I didn't tell him that I am in love with Louis and was planning on leaving him for Louis. Louis and I talk regularly now, mostly it's me convincing him that everything will be okay. To be honest, I don't know if everything is going to be okay. But I'm not going to make him leave his pregnant girlfriend. I still can't believe that she is pregnant.

"I can't believe it." I can't believe it either. I wish that this was just a bad dream. That I could open my eyes and be with Louis and live happily ever after. But it's not.

"So, you and Louis are friends again?"

"I guess you could say that." I wish that we were more then friends. Stop Emma. I need to keep a little distance from him. He has a pregnant girlfriend and I have a boyfriend. I can't cheat on Niall, again.

I invite Niall to my brother's funeral. I was originally going to invite Louis, but he's too worried and scared about the pregnancy. I'd be scared if I was Sophie. Louis informed me that she is already two months along and he's terrified. He doesn't deserve this. Louis isn't ready to be a father, but I could never tell him that. I need to be as supportive as possible, as his best friend. Nothing more.

Louis's P.O.V.

Sophie looks through her closet to find a dress to wear to dinner. Her baby belly is growing, but she still looks beautiful in anything. I want to be a good dad, not like my father who left as soon as he found out that my mom was pregnant. Coward. Sure, I have a new father now, but I'm not going to be like my birth father.

We get out of the car and walk into the restaurant. I got us reservations to this really nice place. I've been running over what I'm going to do tonight in my head. The thing that I'm about to do will change my life forever, but I need to do what is right. I need to push my feelings for Emma deep down and not let them show.

Sophie looks at the menu and orders a steak with mashed potatoes and I do the same. Tonight needs to be great. In just seven months or so, I'm going to be a father and I need to do what is right. After we finish eating, the server takes our plates away. I take a deep breath. Here it goes.

"Sophie?"

"Yes?" She asks with wide eyes.

"I've been thinking a lot lately about our future family and I want to do what is right for us and the baby."

"Okay?"

"So, Sophia Alyssa Dean," I get down on one knee and pull out the ring.

"Will you marry me?"

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