Unexpected Love - Larry Stylinson AU (Mpreg)

3.

Hey guys! I know it's been a while, I will try to update more regularly I promise! Here's part 3. There could be triggering scenes during this story, please be aware x

Harry; 

"Come live with me?"

Am I hearing right? Some cute Yorkshire lad I met not long ago is asking me to move in with him. My eyes widened and my mouth fell agape but why did I not see this as wrong? I placed my hands around my now luke warm cup of tea. Could I let my walls down so easily? Let Louis in on my darkest secrets?

"Harry?" Louis' calls snapped me out of my deep trance.

"Sorry, what were you saying?" I questioned sadly. Louis' blue eyes caught my own green ones. I couldn't help believe he was an angel. Honestly, he was. 

"It doesn't matter, it was a stupid question." Louis stood quickly and walked away. I wanted to shout after him. I opened my mouth to call after him but nothing came out. My throat ceasing up. I slammed his fist against my head, my anger rising inside.

'You're a fool Harry. Letting a boy like that go.'
I heard the voices again and not for the first time. Just think of Belle, Harry. She needs you more than ever. 

I rose from the chair and gathered my things, leaving the cafe with Belle.

I roamed the streets of Doncaster for hours. All in hope of bumping into the angelic Louis once more.

Have you ever believed in love at first sight? I never had...until I met Louis.
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Hours past and I still had no where to go. Belle fast asleep, what a peaceful life for a baby. I dread the day my little baby grows up into this vile and vicious world, however, I promise never to let her turn out like I did.

Louis; 

I laid on my bed, tears streaming down my face. Why did I run? Maybe Harry would have said yes. Why didn't I just admit my feelings?

Because I've known him for like 10 minutes, but I didn't seem to care.

I've never felt like this about anyone before. The butterflies, the skips of the heart. None of it. My thoughts got shortened by the sound of my phone ringing. I answered it with a small greeting.

"Louis where are you?" Liam voiced from the other end of the line.

"At home why Liam? This isn't a good time." I sighed, wiping the tears off my cheeks.

"I get that but remember that lad we met in the park, a week ago?" Liam questioned, unsure of the time span.

"What about him?" I hated this. Liam never got to the point, he just went round the roundabouts. I began to get frustrated. I would never forgive myself if something ever happened to Harry and his 3 month old.

"I think you should come here. I'm on Kingston street, near the field." I didn't need to be told twice. I jumped off the bed and ran out the house. I ran and ran like I'd never ran before. My heart slowly began to sink as my feet pounded against the cold, wet sidewalk. I finally saw Liam in the distance, crouched by a body.

Harry.

I neared closer to Liam and Harry, when I saw Harry covered blood. Liam had Belle wrapped in a blanket in his arms. Thankfully unharmed. Harry, however, was battered. Slumped against a large oak tree. I bent down and stroked a strand of brown curly hair out of the face of Harry.

"Harry? It's Louis, can you hear me?" I tried to get a response out of him but only a slight murmur left his mouth and that all it took for me to scoop Harry up into my arms...to keep him safe.