*editing* stay with me {l.s mpreg} | boyxboy

Chapter 20: Empty Space

Un-edited:
*Friday afternoon*
Louis' POV:
"HARRY! WAKE UP!!"
I screamed at the top of my lungs. I didn't know what had happened. He just collapsed..I felt like he needed to tell me something. Watching the young boy laying there, vulnerable and fast asleep. I watched Dr. Winston as he checked Harry out. I wasn't ready for what was going to come next. The doctor told me to leave and that's when I freaked. Yelling Harry's name I felt a tug at my shirt. I looked over and saw nothing.
"Louis!! Louis!!"
I felt the tugging at the shirt get stronger and stronger. Until I popped up and hit my head on someone else's head. "HARRY!" I opened my eyes to see Harry towering over me and now holding his head.
"Oh, god! I'm sorry, Harry! Are you okay!?" I asked trying to get him to answer me. "Harry. Are you alright??"
He waved his hand, "I'm fine, fine." Retorting the last word, he turned around to look at me. "Why were you yelling my name??"
I got up to get him and mysef some ice. Once I reached the kitchen I grabbed two bags of ice and walked back over to him. Handing him the cold bag of frozen water.
"A bad dream, I guess..." I trailled off looking down at the bag in my hands. Then back up at the boy. "Are you alright? Ya know, feeling okay? You're not dizzy or anything like that are you??"
It didn't quite look like Harry could keep up with the millions of questions Louis was throwing at him and why was he asking so many questions.. "What??" He asked very confused on what question to answer.
"Are you dizzy or anything?" I asked slower.
"No. I don't believe so." He responded without hesitation.
"Does anything hurt?" I frowned at him.
He shook his head and I hummed.
"What's that for?" Harry asked furrowing his brows, causing him to squint his eyes.
"Nothing." I replied thinking about the horrific dream. All of it..was just a dream, nothing more.
"Is it really nothing??" He hummed back.
"Yeah. Really, it really is really nothing." I said at this point full on mocking Harry. However, he didn't catch on to my little charade just quite yet.
"Wait..are you mocking me..?" He said in a questioned tone.
"I don't know..am I?" I said flicking my eyebrows.
"You are!"
Harry pushed me down on the couch, straddling my waist and pinning my wrist down. He leaned down and nipped at my ear. Arranging little wet kisses on every inch of my face.
"How about you stop teasing and actually kiss me you fool." I said a bit too desperately.
Releasing my wrist he bent down and kissed me. At this point, reality had hit me hard. I won't be able to kiss Harry like this once he's bigger. Surely, i'm going to miss it, but at least we will have a family of our own.
I extracted from the embrace trying to gather my thoughts, "Your not going to work tomorrow."
"What..why??" Harry became very nervous and got off of Louis. Shooting up to his feet.
"Because I have a surprise for you tomorrow..what's the problem??" I asked sitting up and tilting my head.
He stands there and internally sighs, "Nothing.." He said walking into the kitchen placing his hand on his chest.
"Harry, you're frightening me.." I said following him.
I walk up behind him and grab his waist. He stops in his tracks and turns around.
"What's wrong kitten..?" I asked once again.
He shook his head looking down at his feet.
I cup his face with my hands, "You can tell me anything."
"It's really nothing. I just wasn't expecting that.." He said pulling my hands off his waist and into his hands.
I gaze upon the boy and smile. He beamed back at me.
"Sooo, are you going to tell me. What your dream was about?" He said while placing me on the kitchen counter.
He made it seem like a question, but it really wasn't. It was more like tell me what your dream was about, no question.
I looked down at him and swallowed the large lump in my throat.

He looked at me waiting patiently for me to respond.
"I, ugh, had a dream that, um, we were dancing in the rain and everything was perfect," I smiled at thinking about it. "But, ugh, not everything was perfect...I looked at you and when I looked at you." My smile faded and his did too, "You turned very pale..then you fell in my arms. I screamed for you to wake up..but..you didn't..you never woke up.." I didn't want to cry in front of him again, but I looked down at the boy who was now tearing up at my words. "The doctors tried everything to wake you up..the only thing that survived was the baby..but you died..you died from internal bleeding..the last thing I remember from the dream..was the doctor coming out with the beautiful baby boy and me holding him.." I smiled again as a tear flooded down my cheek, but then I frowned at what happened next. "I thought everything was alright..until he told me you were gone.."
Harry grabbed my right hand, rubbing the back of my hand with his thumb. Not wanting to say anything.
"I don't want that to happen, Harry.." I said gathered him into another hug. Burying my head into his chest. In a short period of time he felt his shirt get wet. Looking down at me and rubbed my back.
"It's okay. I'm fine. I'm not dead and i'm not going to die." He said stroking my hair and moving it out of my face.
"I-I know..I just worry about you..and you never tell me what's wrong with you. You always say 'Nothing' and I don't want to hear you say 'Nothing' anymore!" Clinching on to his shirt tightly. "Just tell me the truth..stop covering shit up!"
"Louis..if that's what you want..then i'll try my best to do so. I promise." He said gently pushing me off to look at me.
I glared at the boy and nodded. Harry put his hand on my face, "It's going to be okay." Giving me a promising smile, he reached over and grabbed a towel. Wiping the tears off my face.

"I love you."

"I love you too!" I said hopping off the counter and walking upstairs.
Harry's POV:
After he was gone, I lifted up my shirt and rubbed my tummy. Puckering out my bottom lip I see the faint love bite and touch it. I hear foot steps and was a little late pulling my shirt down.
"Harry..why are you so..jumpy??" He said walking towards me slowly.
"I..um..don't know.."
Louis frowned grabbing my hand that was on the hem of my shirt. He then pulled my shirt up and saw the few love bites that were going away but were still visible.
"Was that back when Niall kissed you? They look..new.." Louis flicked his eyebrows at me as if I was doing something with someone.
I didn't reply, I just looked at Louis who was softly touching them.
"Harry..?"
I still didn't say a word. I didn't know what to say to him..
"Yeah." I admitted hoping he would believe me.
He glanced at the marks then back at me, "Niall isn't hurting you again is he? Because if he is, I'll talk to-"
"He's not! I promise, it's nothing!" I said accidentally letting a tear escape my eye.
"Why are you crying?" He asked brushing it away with his thumb.
"I don't know Louis.." I lied.
"Niall's not messing with you anymore. I settled everything." He said wrapping his arm around me and walking me to the living room.
Once Louis was asleep, I slipped from his grip and tip toed upstairs. Reaching under the mattress I grabbed my "diary" and started writting:
Every day that passes by I get happier and happier. Knowing that one day he will be here with us. Holding him in my arms, craddling him watching him fall asleep and rocking him back and forth when he cries out in the night.

I love getting lost in Louis' eyes, its as if I were falling for him all over again. I loved Louis and I was glad that we were going to have a family of our own.

He makes me happy.

Watching him fall asleep and wake up makes my heart flutter, very much.

Harry x

I put my journal back under the mattress and walk back down stairs to see Louis awake looking around. He glanced at me walking down the stairs.
"Where did you go?" He asked as I sat back down.
"I had a quick wee." I replied.
"A wee doesn't take like 20 minutes..Harry.." He muttered.
I bit my lip and laid back down. Wanting Louis to do the same.
He softens his eyes and lays by the empty space.

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