Fools Gold(Larry Stylinson) Mpreg

Chapter 41

Too young to love is the new fan fiction I'm working on.

Yes it's about that toxic girl that was in my life and I'm not trying to diss her in this story, but it's almost accurate.

Like stuff in there actually did happen and I don't think you guys will know other than me and her if she ever did end up reading it.

It's not out yet, but I will be publishing soon. I'll give you the description in the end of this chapter.
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Louis was losing hair. He'd discovered that this morning when he was washing his hair. A chunk fell, causing him to sob while having that brown soft strands lay thickly on his hands.

He had started the radiation to try making his tumor smaller, and like any other cancer treatment, his hair lose was one of them.

Of course that wasn't one of his biggest problems. Hair can simply grow back, losing his baby can't.

Harry was still locking himself in the nursery, but Louis gave up. He couldn't bare getting yelled at and being told that he was hated by the man he loves. He couldn't listen to Harry sob and to just breath heavily, so he put on music.

He didn't want to give up, but Harry doesn't even know that Louis has cancer and it's just killing him.

Louis came back from work tired and stressed. Students were giving him a hard time today and he heard the baby rumors roam the halls.

He was honestly so tired of that bullshit. He understood at first, being a teenager once, he knows about the gossip and the rumors, but now it's just getting old.

Now he wants to just yell at anyone he hears talk about his baby like that.

He walked by the nursery and placed his head against the door. He didn't hear Harry cry, no movements at all, so he figured the lad was asleep.

He walked in the bedroom and took off his slacks and button up shirt and replaced it with a white shirt and some sweats.

He walked back to the nursery and softly knocked, "Harry, are you okay?"

He waited for an answer, but non was given.

He knocked again, this time a little harder, "babe, please talk to me."

He heard shuffling from the other side and a cough, "go away Louis."

Louis accepted that response and walked towards the kitchen to eat something.

It wasn't like Harry was starving himself. He would occasionally come over to grab some grapes and go back inside and shit everyone out.

Niall tried to get him out, only lead to a screaming match and a crying Niall.

Jay tried, tried with the best of her ability, but Harry wasn't having it.

It was starting to get to the point where Louis wanted to just break that door and hold Harry in his arms.

Not today though.
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The next day was the same, only this time Louis had a bad gut feeling.

The day seemed off somehow. He suddenly felt like leaving Harry alone today wasn't such a great idea.

It ignored it at first. He taught his class and pushed that aside, but it just came clawing its way back to his brain, so he excused himself and left.