Let Me Help You (Zouis)

Chapter twelve

Louis was awoken to Niall's screams and cries of pain. Groaning, he carefully removed himself from Zayn's hold and sat up slowly, trying not to get a head rush and slumping to Niall's room. Niall was lying on his bed, still on his back and letting fat tears fall down his cheeks as he whimpered. Louis sat on the edge of his bed and pushed his blonde fringe back.

"Shh it's okay baby why are you crying?" Niall let out another small whimper.

"Hurt dada".

"I know bud. What do you want me to do? It's the middle of the night Ni". Niall let out another sob.

"Don't know dada. Hurt". Louis rubbed his face in frustration and let out a groan. "Dada mad at Niall?" Louis looked to Niall's worried eyes and panicked.

"No! No of course not!" Louis moved closer to Niall and pushed his hair back. "I could never be mad at you Ni".

"Niall love dada". Louis smiled slightly.

"I love you too baby". Louis continued to push his hair back soothingly and hummed lightly.

"I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete

Oh simple thing where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?"

Niall's breathing steadied and Louis kissed his forehead lightly, tucking him in and quietly left the room.

"You okay?" Louis nodded and got back in bed, Zayn pulling him back to him.

"Niall's in so much pain". Zayn hugged Louis tightly. "I hate to see it. I don't know what to do anymore. What has happened to Harry? What did I do wrong?"

"You haven't done anything wrong. You're a great father Louis". Louis turned around in Zayn's hold.

"How can you be so sure?"

"I just know. Don't doubt yourself Lou. I promise, you're doing just fine".

"I just...I can't help but think that I hate him. I feel so guilty thinking it for a second but I hate Harry".

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"Daddy?" Louis groaned.

"Harry! What did I tell you!? Get out here now!" Harry walked out the room with his shoulders slumped. "Let him sleep. Because of you he had to be up during the night. Because of you Niall could've died. Because of you Louis is doubting himself. So leave him be would you? Go downstairs or to your room". Zayn scowled at Harry and turned his back to him, walking to Niall's room. "Hey Niall, would you like to come downstairs and watch a movie?"

"Yes pwease mr Zayn". Zayn smiled and carefully lifted Niall, walking down the stairs cautiously. Zayn and Niall lay on the lounge while watching Finding Nemo and Liam was out with Jack so Zayn assumed Harry had gone to his room.

Louis lay in bed for a while, feeling confused as the house was pretty silent. Too silent to be normal. It was almost two in the afternoon and he really didn't feel like facing the world. He just wanted to lie in bed all day and stare at the ceiling, completely drama free. He didn't forget the conversation he had with Zayn the previous night. He did feel pathetic and doubted his parenting. It hurt that his wife left them so soon. It was too soon. He did wish she never left. But then again, he would never have found Zayn. He really didn't know why he had such the connection. He really didn't understand what was going on with Zayn. Confusion and frustration is all he felt when he thought about it. He could've sworn he heard the words 'I love you' just before he fell asleep but no way. It couldn't be. He believed he was just making stuff up. It was hard to believe someone would say that to him. What was so loveable about him anyway? Of course Niall loves him. That isn't surprising at all. It's normal and natural for a three year old to love their parent. But now he and Harry weren't on the best of terms and Liam was entering the moody teenager phase, he wouldn't say the words 'I love you' unless it were to the person he's in love with. Louis rarely ever hears those words. Unless it's from the clueless, little three year old, Louis just feels so unloved and unwanted. He just feels useless. Harry's words had stung like a bitch when he told Louis that his mother was gone and he might as well go too. That just felt like a punch in the guts by his own son. It still pained Louis. The words continued to repeat over and over and that was probably what increased the hate Louis was feeling towards him. Subconsciously that is. The past two days Louis just felt as though he didn't want Harry. He just felt hate. He just felt like Harry wanted to cause him pain. That he was trying to hurt Louis. He was beginning to feel as though if he left, the boys would be better off. He truly believes that. He decided he couldn't hide forever after lying there for over three hours staring at the ceiling, his mind racing. He had to face the world sometime. So, at five in the afternoon, Louis finally got out of bed and walked down the stairs. He smiled when he saw Niall and Zayn sitting on the sofa watching Toy Story 2.

"Hey sleepy head". Zayn smirked and Louis smiled lightly.

"Where's Liam and Harry?" Zayn frowned at the mention of Harry whom he hadn't seen for over six hours.

"Liam is out with Jack but I think Harry's been in his room all day". Louis frowned.

"Harry? In his room? All day?" Zayn nodded.

"Yeah?" Louis walked back up the stairs and into Harry's room.

"Harry?" He frowned to see the empty room and looked in the wardrobe and under the bed, finding nothing. "Harry?" He shouted louder but got nothing. "Harry!?" He began to yell now desperate to hear Harry's little voice but got nothing. He raced down the stairs and out the front door, screaming for Harry, his screams echoing through the quiet streets. It was beginning to get dark now and Zayn rushed outside, pulling Louis in.

"Louis calm down. What's going on?"

"He's gone. He's gone. H-he's gone". Zayn frowned and grabbed each of Louis' arms.

"What are you talking about!?"

"Harry's gone". Zayn's eyes widened and Louis began to sob. Zayn grabbed his phone and dialled the number, asking for police and notifying them of a missing child. He gave Louis a tight hug whilst they waited and Louis panicked as every second passed.

"So he's been missing for over six hours?" Zayn nodded.

"H-he has brown, curly hair a-and emerald green eyes and he has the cutest little smile with dimples a-and-" Louis broke off in a sob. "P-please find him. Please f-find my baby".

"We'll try our best sir". The policeman nodded and they began to search. Louis was a wreck to say the least. Zayn had to take Niall to bed while Louis paced around the room, running his hands through his hair over and over, pulling at it in frustration of not knowing where Harry was or if he was safe. For all Louis knew he could be dead.

"Lou calm down". Louis shook his head.

"How the fuck can I!? The last thing I said about him.." He let out a groan. "Fuck...the last thing I thought about him was that I hate him! The last thing I said to him wasn't even directly to him! I had to tell Liam to take him away before I do something stupid! Only yesterday I said I'd kill him! H-how do you expect me to calm down!?" He sat on the couch. "I can't just sit here and wait! Who the fuck knows what has happened to him! He's seven years old and out there...all alone. He's my baby".

"This is all my fault". Zayn whispered angrily. "I'm so fucking stupid".

"I just want my little boy".

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Hiiiii fuck I'm tired.

I don't know about this chapter...I feel like I rambled on a lot.

So I started uni now and fuck I'm exhausted! And it's fucking scary

But my friend Matt looks like fetus Liam omfg it's so weird! But now I can kinda say I'm friends with fetus Liam. It's nice to pretend

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