End Up Here - l.s (mpreg)

Chapter Seven

When you fûck up the last chapter and accidentally write Harry as a CEO instead of a model 🙃. Lmao it's fixed now.

Please note that from now on Jacob will be calling Louis 'papa', as I feel if fits his character better.
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Louis awoke the next morning with a massive headache, and groaned at the feeling. He could never tolerate when he gets hungover, but he was the one the chooses to drink so in a way it is kind of his fault. He couldn't quite place his finger on where he was, but it definitely wasn't his house - considering the mattress he was laying on was far more comfortable than the one at his apartment.

A soft, gentle knock was heard on the closed bedroom door, and Louis soon heard the voice of his boss. He figured that he was at Harry's house, yet the only problem was that he doesn't remember anything from last night. And he hoped he didn't do anything too stupid or embarrassing, especially in front of Harry.

"Louis, are you awake? I've brought you some medicine since I figured you probably have a hangover," Harry's voice could be heard through the door. He sounded so nice and caring towards the assistant, and Louis couldn't quite comprehend why he did. Was he doing it just to be cruel at work the next day.

"Yes I'm awake, you can come in," the twenty-two year old called back. He heard the door creak open and close again as the older man stepped inside. He was handed two Tylenol and a glass of water.

He thanked Harry and took the medicine, happy that he could minimize his headache with some pain reliever. Louis looked towards Harry, motioning for him to sit down on the bed, and the model was quick to except his offer. They both sat in silence for quite some time, not knowing what to say.

"I should get going, my son is probably wondering where I am," Louis stated as he pulled the covers off of him, thankfully (for him) he was still clothed. He was most definitely not prepared to have another kid just yet.

"Oh alright. At least let me drive you back to your place and we can get your call when you're not hungover," added Harry. He wasn't just about to send Louis off driving home with an awful hangover, because he's done that in the past and it isn't fun at all.

The younger lad agreed and followed Harry to his garage, where he kept his three cars. Harry grabbed the keys for his black range rover, guiding his assistant over to the chosen car. Once they were both buckled in he began to pull out of his garage and onto the road lives on.

Louis had given him the address of his apartment building so that he could put it into his GPS, but other than that he stayed quiet throughout the ride. A part of him was nervous for Harry to see where he lived, he didn't want him to start thinking of him differently just because of how run down his apartment was, nor did he want any form of sympathy.

Both of them were rather quiet in the car, they weren't too sure what to talk about, mainly because either of them had ever done something like this with a co-worker before. But also for the fact that they were slowly falling for each other and were not really prepared for it, neither could understand why they were beginning to feel this way about each other, however, the model and his assistant sort of liked it.

Finally after the long, awkward silenced car ride, the two had pulled up in front of Louis' apartment. Harry couldn't believe this was were Louis lived, it was then that he realized he took a lot for granted - like those extra rooms he has in his home, but it was also then that he realized he good finally put those rooms to good use and not just use them as a storage for his modeling clothes.

"Would you like to come in?" asked the younger lad.

Harry smiled, "Sure,"

Louis guided Harry into the apartment building and towards the elevator to go his floor. He pressed the number seven button and the elevator started to go up.

"Don't mind the mess in here, most of it is from my son," Louis explained as they stood outside of his apartment door.

Harry had no idea that Louis even had a son, but he didn't bother asking him since he didn't want to seem like he was intruding in his life.

Louis unlocked the door and walked inside, immediately hearing the giggles of Jacob. Those giggles could make anyone smile, and that is exactly what happened when Harry first heard them.

"Jacob, I'm home!" Louis shouted, and soon the sound of running footsteps where heard coming from the hallway.

"Papa," he greeted excitedly. The four year old jumped into his fathers arms, not even taking any notice of Harry standing there.

After their semi bonding moment, Louis put Jacob back down and that was when he realized Harry standing there. So for that reason he decided to say something to him, yet it turned out to be something that greatly embarrassed Louis.

"Are you my new daddy?" Jacob asked Harry as he looked up at him with his big blue eyes, hoping that the answer was yes.

Harry let out a small chuckle  as his assistant began to brush. It was clearly obvious that he wasn't expecting him to ask that, but it happened and there wasn't much he could do about it now.

"No, no, we just work together that's all," Harry answered the four year old, who began to frown at his response.

Harry has stayed at Louis' apartment for five more minutes before he needed to leave in order to get to his meeting on time.

And once again that same feeling came back; the one he kept getting for his assistant, and only him.

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Guess who's back, back again!

So hey guys, it's been a while since I last posted a chapter - my apologies for that. If this chapter did seem a bit awful: it is because it was kind of written quickly as I felt bad about nothing uploading for a long time.

I'm not sure when I will be able to update again, hopefully it's soon.

Much love;
A. ❤