next to you -> l.s ||

swimming in a glass half empty.

"Are you sure you will be okay going to the doctor all by yourself, love?" Harry was really worried about Louis. He was trying to be independent during his sickness, and Harry knew why. 

Louis was always a stubborn and independent person, he never liked to depend on some one. But, Harry knew he couldn't be independent, he was to weak, in every state. 

"Yes, Harry. Bye." Louis walks out of the door, not giving Harry the time to stop him.

"Please stay safe." Harry wipes away the tear that fall down his face, picking up his wallet and following Louis to the doctor. 

He can only hope the best. 

-

Louis had frowned when he saw Harry walk into the doctor office. He didn't talk to him the whole time. 

{Shit, Dua Lipa just came on, my ears are blessed.} 

-

"Louis, I give you three months to live, your body is to frail and weak to take the sickness. And, the medicines will only make you weaker. I'm sorry." 

Louis sobs in the back of his hand, looking up at Harry, who is in the same state. 

"Harry, I love you so much..." Louis makes grabby hands for Harry, just wanting in his arms more then anything. 

Harry wakes up and sits straight up, panting. He has sweat dripping off his back and forehead. 

he hopes what he just had was a nightmare. He hopes to God. 

The suns shining through the windows of their flat and Harry doesn't see Louis any where, he panics and is about to move the duvet when Louis emerges from the bathroom in nothing in his cotton panties. 

He looks so healthy and tan, is the first thing Harry thinks, he isn't pale and skinny. 

"Harry what's wrong, baby?" Louis giggles and looks over his shoulder while getting out something from the dresser. 

Harry just gets up and walks up to Louis and warps his arms around him from behind, kissing his neck. He doesn't even feel the tear that rolls down his cheek, which catches Louis' attention, and makes him turn in Harry's arms and holds his face in his small, dainty hands. 

"Harry, whats wrong, darling?" Louis' eyes are wide like they were in the dream, or night mare, and that makes Harry cry even more. 

Harry just shakes his head and holds Louis' head close to his chest, something he always does when he's drunk. 

Louis just giggles and puts his hands on the sides of Harry's waist. 

"I love you so much, Louis, love you so much baby..." Harry mumbles into Louis' sweet smelling hair, and it makes Louis smile. 

And, this whole night mare made Harry think about how much of just the thought of losing Louis makes his heart hurt. 

-

Louis was six months pregnant with a baby boy. 

Louis was so big he had to waddle around, and he always kept his hands on his stomach. 

Harry was in love with their child, he couldn't keep his hands off Louis' stomach ethier. 

"Harry.." Louis was currently shaking Harry out of sleep, it was four in the morning, but Louis had a craving, and he would be dammed if he didn't get his peanut butter and cucumbers. 

Louis got it, like always, and when Harry got back, Louis thought he should think the man, at least. 

"Thanks, Harbear, I love you." Louis looks up at Harry with a charming smile and gets a peck on the lips. 

"Mhm, Love you to princess, mm." Harry slings his hand over his waist and snuggles into to his side. 

Louis just giggles and pets Harry's hair before looking up at at the T.V to finish watching Teen Wolf and eating his cucumbers and peanut butter. 

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{epilogue is next!! It was a really bad book i know, but i'm proud cause this will be my second finished book!! go check out my other book completed book, 'Loving You'. 

Also, it's pride month!! yay!! GAY IS OKAY.

hope you darlings have a good day. ;)}