I Need You Now

Chapter 7

Louis looked through his Twitter feed at the reaction of the possible public relationship between One Direction and The Wanted. Some were nice and supportive others were rude . Louis sighed and tossed his phone to the other side of his couch. It was around midnight and he still couldn't go to sleep. It had been 5 days since the encounter with Tom and he spent those days catching up with his band mates who feel like he forgot him. A couple rounds of Fifa and beers and it was like he wasn't even gone. He was glad they didn't bring up Eleanor or The Wanted. He didn't want to explain the pain he went through recently.

He rubbed the stitches still on his stomach, marking the proof of a child being there once. Louis took deep breathes, trying not to cry. It hadn't been that long but he had to get over , it's in the past, Simon told him. The ringing of his doorbell helped him not think much about the scar, but he straightened his white t shirt and Gray sweatpants.

"What are you doing here?" Louis asked genuine, no sarcastic comment or rude insult. He had been drained and his brain couldn't work overtime.

"Um, Kelsey thought I was too mean to you and thought we could bond over a sleepover." Tom stuttered out shocked at the different attitude. "And she made everyone lock me out so." Tom faded

"Whatever. I'm going to be in my room, the extra blanket and pillows are the closet next to the bathroom." Louis said, walking in back to his house, pointing out the things to Tom, closing the door behind him. Tom nodded and threw his duffle bag on the couch where he was allowed to crash. Louis was about to walk back in his room Tom stopped him.

"Louis." Louis stopped and turned around, looking more bored or annoyed than anything.

"What." Tom noticed his eyes were dark blue, not like the day he told Tom the news. He looked dead in the inside.

"You look sick." Tom mumbled, scared at the difference in his attitude, he seemed ... tired, drained... broken.

"I might be possibly sick, my throat hurts. Just call Harry to come over or I'll do. Just go to sleep." Louis answered before turning around and walking into ha bedroom, making sure to close the door.

Tom sat on the couch with  the blanket and pillows next to him, thinking about how much he hurt Louis unintentionally. He was looking out for both bands Louis, who would be looked at like freak for having the now common male pregnancy. It was okay, but people didn't think it should be publicize and shown off like women pregnancies are. Tom was looking through his phone,but not on his any of his accounts, but just looking at emails and his mom and dad and how they were doing. He was about to fall asleep when he heard thrashing in Louis' bedroom. Cautiously, grabbing a pan like from Tangled, he went into the dark room. the window wasn't broken or even opened. Nothing seemed out of place,but Louis was thrashing around. Tom dropped the  pan and went  over to  Louis. He knew you should never wake a person sleep waking or moving at all because you could hurt both of you, but Louis needed to be waken up.

"Louis, Louis." Tom repeated,  holding down most of his limbs. Eventually, Louis stopped and calmed down and looked at Tom over his body. With the little moonlight, making them able to see.

"Why?" Louis questioned.

"I needed to make sure you're okay. You almost broke something" Tom said, his breathe heavy in Louis' lips as he held down Louis' legs with his own and did the same for his arms. He got off and sat on the edge of the bed. Louis sat up, leading against the headboard. Tom looked down and saw a blurry piece if paper. He picked it up and noticed the small object that was clear against the static fuzz. He turned around to Louis holding up the paper and stare into his blue orbs.

"What did I exactly take and give to you?" Tom questioned,-no- commanded. Louis looked at his hands in his lap.

"I don't have to tell you."