Fools Gold(Larry Stylinson) Mpreg

Chapter 42

THE LAST CHAPTER!!! :(((((

When Louis got home a few days later, he went straight to the nursery and began taking it down. This was the problem, having a reminder that the baby is not with them anymore and he needed Harry to get better.

It hurt him. Painting over the yellow walls with white paint. Taking down the crib and putting it in the same box to return. The furniture was removed and the old bed was put back and the old dressers as well.

He sat on the floor, looking around the bland room. He knew Harry will probably want his space, so he might want to move in here again.

It sadden him to watch that the room was no longer a nursery, but an ordinary bedroom. He reminded himself that it was for their own food, reminders weren't needed, especially in this time.

The doctor had given them a birth certificate, and the morgue had given him the baby's ashes. He sighed as he put them in the self where the books should've gone.

The death certificate was too painful to look at, so Louis had stored that away with all the other important documents.

Louis made sure everything was straightened in the room before moving all the baby stuff to the storage unit he had.

Harry was able to come home tomorrow. He was still fragile, but he was talking to a therapist the doctor recommended, and Harry no longer had a choice whether to go in or not.

Harry didn't want to get help. He figured that these were the steps of grieving, but suicide wasn't one.

"What are you thinking, Harry?" He asked.

The lad looked at the clock that was ticking behind the man's head. All he heard were the ticking of the clock, and the bubbling noise of his coffee being made.

"I don't know," Harry answered.

Dr. Floyd hummed, "how about Louis, what do you feel about him?"

Harry shrugged, "I feel like I'm in love with him because I am."

"And how is he doing with everything?"

"He's been acting different," Harry answered. "Like he isn't who he used to be."

Dr. Floyd frowned, "how so?"

Harry shrugged, "he's been distant. Like he looks sick and he's quiet."

"Perhaps he's been worried about you and is scared what he might say may hurt you in a way," he said.

Harry fiddled with his fingers. He's half the reason why Louis is so distant. He's been pushing the lad away, saying things he didn't mean to hurt him.

But there seemed to be more going on with Louis. Just something he's hiding, something he isn't telling Harry.

The lad figured he was just being paranoid. So much has been going on, and Louis is the one taking it all in.

"I've been hurting him," Harry admitted.

"How so?"