Unexpected Love - Larry Stylinson AU (Mpreg)

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Harry;

I can't believe myself. I'm currently sat under a tree in the same park I met Louis. Thoughts running through my head.

How could I ignore Louis? How could I allow him to leave? Why am I such a coward?

"Well, I never would have taken you for a homeless man, Harry. How you been?" A all too familiar voice echoed through the empty park. I froze, looking up at him.

"J-Josh what a-are you doing h-here?" I questioned, my words failing to make a complete sentence. Josh laughed, knelt down beside me. I curled himself into a ball...fearing for mine and my daughters lives.

"I've come to see my babies."

"We're not your babies." I said, finally growing a back bone. I am not going to be weak anymore. I've been that for too long. Josh grabbed my shirt in the ball of his fist and lifted me off the ground. My body went limp, weak. Josh's face became angry, just like it had when I told him about Belle.

I haven't missed this one bit. The abuse...the scars and bruises.

"If I say that you and that, that creature are my babies...then you are." Josh exclaimed. "Got it?"

I nodded weakly. The air being taken from my lungs by Josh's strong hold. My eyes landed on Belle and I slowly whispered 'I'm sorry' to the sleeping girl. Josh threw my body against the hard oak tree. I grunted in pain. I slowly sat up and tried to catch my breath.

"I can't believe you didn't take my advise and get rid of that thing. It's not worthy of living on this earth. Just like her 'Daddy'. You're a joke Harry. After all these years I kept thinking I was the joke...you know, for being gay. No. It was never me. It was you. A gay, ugly boy from Cheshire who can get pregnant. That's the joke and everyone is laughing at you...not with you Harry."

Anger began to rise within me. I shot up off the ground and stood tall in front of Josh.

"I don't know how you dare. You made my life hell and when I thought life couldn't get any worse, Annabelle came into my world and made everything better. The scars maybe there Josh but you'll never hurt me anymore."

"Oh, is that right Harry?" Josh questioned with a smirk on his face. Before I could even realise what was happening, a hand collided with my face. Punch after punch was thrown at my face and body. I felt blood begin to fall down my face. My breathing became slow...I became weak again. Like I did before.

Josh kept throwing punches and kicks at my body, my eyes began to close slowly. The last thing I saw was Belle.

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I felt arms wrapped around me, walking and carrying me. I wanted to know who it was but unconsciousness kept taking me.

"You're okay, Harry! Please stay with me!" A soft voice echoed lightly.

I felt the soft comfort of something soft underneath me. The voice kept reassuring me that I was okay...but would I be?

I awoke to see a unfamiliar surrounding. My head hurt and my body ached. I tried to pull my frail body into a seated position only to be stopped by a hand pushing me back down against the sofa. My head snapped towards the body knelt beside me, tendering to my open wounds.

"What are you doing?" I questioned groggily.

"Helping you." Louis said in a monotone voice. I shook my head violently, instantly regreating it. I went slightly dizzy, I raised my hand to my head and closed my eyes.

"No. You-I don't need help. Me and Belle are fine thank you." I said reassuring Louis however I was trying to reassure myself more than Louis. Louis shook his head and sighed.

"Then why did my friend Liam find you beaten up in the park?" Louis sat back on his feet and folded his arms, impatiently waiting for a reply off me. Louis looked into my eyes pleadingly. His eyes never left my own. It was my own fault this happened. If I had agreed to stay with Louis, I would have been safe and warm, instead I am now battered and bruised.

"Erm...A problem occurred. Nothing serious. Can I go now?" I asked, standing from the cream sofa. Louis stood up from the carpeted floor and stood in front of me. He crossed his arms over his chest with a stern look on his face.

I can't let Louis in. The past can't be relived. my life was hell. I don't want or need that again, I can't have that again.

'Maybe Louis can fix you.' My thoughts over took me. my eyes wondered around Louis' living room, my eyes fixing on family photos, photos of him and his friends.

"I know it wasn't just a problem Harry." Louis exclaimed, pulling me out of my trance.

"Then you know nothing. You don't know me...YOU KNOW NOTHING!" I shouted. I took a shot and ran up the stairs, the white hallway coming into view. Several doors on either side of me. I took a gamble and opened the door at the end of the corridor and entered the light blue bathroom.

I slid down the door and cuddled myself into a ball. I pulled the all too familiar the silver object out of my pocket.

My salvation.

'Welcome back to the dark side Harry.'

Tears began to stream down my face. I can't believe I've got myself back to this level. I promised myself I'd never do it again, for the sake of Belle...

But Louis.

Something when Louis is around makes me feel so...loved.

Then Josh.

Josh turns up out the blue. Demanding me to be his baby.

I've always wanted to be one of these people who didn't care what people say or thought of me...but I'm not. I can't help but let everything create a weight on my shoulders and try to bury myself with the hate of others. Belle keeps me alive. But I need something....something I've never felt before.

Love.