Losing It {Larry & Niam} *MPREG* *ON HOLD*

Chapter Three

*Louis' POV*

As I was watching some cartoon on the telly, my phone started buzzing. I checked the caller ID, seeing that it was El.

"Hello?" I said as I answered my phone.

No response.

"Eleanor? You alright?" I asked, getting worried.

"It's time, Lou." She said in a fragile voice.

That's all it took for me to grab Harry and bolt to the car, speeding away to the hospital. When we arrived, I quickly asked for Eleanor. The lady at the front desk gave me the room number and I ran all the way there.

But I was too late.

As I entered the room, Eleanor looked over and gave me a small smile before a loud beeping noise sounded throughout the room.

"No!" I screamed as her smile faded, her head going limp on the pillow.

Everything was in slow-motion as doctors and nurses pushed their way into the room, having Harry escort me out. He took me to the lobby as silent tears streamed down my face. He tried talking to me, but I couldn't hear him. I was still in shock. We just sat there in total silence. After awhile, a familiar little girl came running into the lobby, screaming and crying her little eyes out. My heart broke as I saw a nurse trying to talk to her, but she just screamed louder. I couldn't take it anymore. I ran over to her and scooped her up in my arms, hugging her tightly.

"Shh, it's alright, baby. Don't cry, you're okay." I said soothingly.

She sniffled and hugged me back.

"Daddy?" She said quietly.

I nodded. "Yeah, daddy's here."

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"How could you not tell me that you had a fucking daughter?!" Harry yelled in disbelief.

We were back at the flat now. My daughter, Olette, was asleep in my bedroom, having exhausted herself with all of the crying.

"I couldn't tell you. No one knew but me and El. That's what I was going to tell you, Harry. It's what Eleanor and I were talking about. She knew she was dying, so she wanted me to take care of Olette." I explained.

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"I'm sorry for yelling, it's just... how could you hide that from me?"

I shrugged and looked down shamefully. I knew I should have told him sooner.

"Hey, don't cry." Harry said softly.

I then felt the warm tears rolling down my face.

"C'mere." Harry said, pulling me into a hug.

I hugged him back, inhaling his scent.

What am I going to do?

★★★★★

Yes, I know.

I'm a bitch.

But hey, Eleanor's dead! :D

No, that's bad.

Anywhovian, sorry the chapters are so... bleh.

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