I'll Be Here - A Larry Stylinson Mpreg

Part 1 - Prologue

When I awoke to the world again, it was cold. My body laid weak upon the hard concrete ground. The deep, threatening sound of silence was all I could hear. Everything was a daze and I could not comprehend that if I was in a dream or reality.

"He's waking up" I heard a voice say in relief "Harry? Harry can you hear me?"

I did not recognize the voice, but it was a woman's.

"Can you wiggle your fingers for me love if you can hear me?" I couldn't process what's she asked at first but a few moments later, I did what she said.

I try to open my eyes but everything around me seemed so bright that I couldn't. But when I eventually managed to flutter them open a bit, all I could see was blobs of figures. The figures started to come into focus and I was looking straight at her. I had know idea who she was and why she was here but as I thought about it I realised she wasn't anyone, she was a paramedic.

I looked around, I was in an alley way but I had no idea of how the hell I got there. The brick walls were graffitied and the strong fumes of garbage proved that I was definitely in downtown London. But how? And why?

"Can you state your full name for me Hun?" She asked calmly

I slowly looked back to her "...H-Harry, Styles?" I questioned her if I was correct.

"Okay Harry," she places her hand on my arm "we think you have been drugged. We are taking you to the hospital for some check ups, is that alright with you love?"

"W-what...?" I asked confused.

"Harry? Let me through" suddenly, I heard an angry voice call out followed by trampling feet. This voice I did know, and knew very well. It was Louis, my flat mate and life long friend.

"Lou?" I questioned softly before I even saw him. He knelt down next to me.

"Yeah I'm here" he smiled whilst moving some of my curls out of my face "how do you feel?" He asked

I tried lifting myself up a bit but I fell back when pain struck. I was aching all over. Did I get into a fight? No, I'm not that sort of person. I traced back my thoughts, but I couldn't remember anything.

"3, 2, 1" the paramedics lifted me up on a board they must of slid under me when I was unconscious. When I saw Louis again, he was crying. If he was crying, I knew that I wasn't just drugged, there was something more. Louis rarely cried, in fact the only time I've seen him cry was when he got cut from his year six soccer team.

When I was inside of the ambulance, Louis jumped in after me. He had stopped crying but his face was still damp from the fresh tears.

"Lou..." I muttered scared. He just shook his head ever so slightly "it's okay Harry, just try and rest" he placed his hand on my shoulder and grasped it tight, I put mine on his and stared at the roof of the ambulance. Before long the doors slammed, the sirens beamed and the vehicle stated to move.

I blinked my eyes a few times before tilting my head, and falling to sleep again.

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Hey guys, so this is actually the re-written prologue because the last one was just terrible.

First off, this is actually my first fanfic and mpreg I've ever written so this will be... Interesting

You know don't like then don't read, blah blah.

Mentions of rape, self harm and some angst

And the Larry feels come a bit later so please be patient ;)

Thanks for reading xoxo :)