The Student Teacher ><><>< A Louis Fanfic

Chapter 26: The Great Arrival

Louis's P.O.V.

I looked down at her sleeping body, her breathing slow and steady. Her light brown hair cascaded down her back, covering a quarter of her blue tank top. Hayley was mine once again. I would never let her go again. Never. I loved her with all of my heart. I laid my arm around her, being careful not to wake her. I kissed her cheek lightly and she smiled in her sleep. I jumped out of bed and into the bathroom. Looking at my tired reflection I wondered, why do girls think bed head is so hot? I would never fully understand girls. I turned on the hot water and stepped through the shower door. I let the water relax my muscles as I lathered my body with soap. I rinsed myself off and wrapped a warm towel around my waist.

I wriggled a pair of sweatpants and a tee shirt onto my body as Hayley slept soundly. I went into the kitchen to make her some breakfast, but when I stepped through the doorway, Lauren and Harry were there. Making out. "Harry, could you not get Lauren pregnant where most of us eat?" I said sarcastically.

"Shut up Lou, we were just kissing." Harry replied rolling his eyes.

"That's usually how baby making starts. I should know." I winked at him, and he had a grossed out expression lying on his face.

"Ew, don't tell me those things. Hayley's practically my sister. How disgusted would you be if I got Felicite pregnant?"

I winced "Well first, I would punch you in the face. Second, I would call the police for rape, because she's twelve."

"Oh" he mumbled. "I thought she was our age."

Light footsteps echoed through the hallway, and Hayley presented herself in the kitchen with us. She yawned quietly and said, "Good morning Lou." In a tired voice. I pecked her lips and she smiled in a dazed way. She looked so peaceful, and I smiled at her cuteness. "So, when is Niall's girlfriend going to be here?" she questioned.

"Her flight gets in around two, and we were all going to go pick her up. Make her feel welcome, and all." Harry said in his deep British accent.

"That sounds good. I'll just go shower then." She said and walked back to our room. I loved that. It wasn't my room, or her room. It was ours.

"Harry, could you make us some omelets?" I asked and Lauren's ears perked up at the mention of food. I knew that she and Niall would get along great.

"Why me?" He groaned.

"Cause I suck in the kitchen, the other boys aren't up, and it's not like you're going to make your girlfriend cook on her first day here." I convinced him. I could always muster up reasons for people to do things, especially Harry.

"Ugh, fine." He said and walked back to the stove, but not before pecking Lauren on the lips. They reminded my of Hayley and I.

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Hayley's P.O.V.

I sat curled up in a ball on the couch. Louis's arm was draped across my waist as we watched the little girls walk across the stage on our screen. Louis insisted that we had a lazy day together. He wanted me to relax, as he thought being pregnant and flying six hours to LAX was that tiring. I wasn't tired, though. My baby bump wasn't that heavy yet, and I slept alot on the plane, so I was pretty well rested. Nevertheless, here we sat, watching Toddlers and Tiaras in our bed.

"You, know Louis, I'm really not even that tired." I attempted to protest, but he just shook his head.

"Come on, you have to relax. It's your first day in Los Angeles. Take it easy. I bet the whole two and a half months before this you were running around non-stop, not even doing online classes at NYU instead of going to the campus and listening to lectures."