Chaston POV
It's been almost nine months. It's funny. Louis had past out in fear and stress.
He's been....distant. I wonder why. We've admitted we were in love and we are getting married after the baby.
He won't touch me. He won't look at me.
"Daddy?" I whispered to him. He looked at me. Hope thumped in my heart. Regret flickered in his eyes. Then he looked away.
He got up and walked past me. I grabbed his wrist and pulled him to face me. I felt his breath hitch,his pulse racing, shock filling his eyes.
"Tell me what the fuck is going on or I'm leaving." Somewhere in the back of my mind, it hurt to think he might not care.
"You can't leave me!" He whispered frantically. "I-I." He panted.
"You what." I said dully.
"I love you." His eyes start watering as my eyes widened. He said it like he was dying. "Damn it I love you and I don't know how to love. I've never been loved before. My entire family was about money and talent. " His forehead touched mine as he looked down , tears falling on my stomach. His rough large hands began to rub the large bump.
"Why have you been ingoring me?" I whispered, suddenly feeling like I wanted to cry too.
"I'm scared." His body began to shake as he cried.
But why was he scared?
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Chasing Chaston
Teen FictionLouis Macarthy has never been to motivated despite what his career may say. As a rising musician, you'd think he'd have much motivation and passion for his talent. Surprisingly he has not found his true passion and has no ambitions. That's until, he...
