Larry Stylinson smut/One Shots.

Long Gone-Part 2

As Harry sped down the road, his eyes filled with unnecessary tears. All he could think of was how he needed to get away. He needed to think.

Hell, he wasn't ready for a kid. And the unwanted media attention that'll follow. He could see it now. Louis Tomlinson, the pregnant man.

Even that made him shudder. He hated negative attention, and that's all they'll get from the public. They already get enough by being an openly gay couple. Now they'll have this.

Harry loved Louis. He really did. More than anything actually.. But how could he handle this? How could Louis handle this?

Louis..

Fuck, why did he do that to Louis? Louis is the pregnant one.

Harry was being selfish, but he didn't know that. All he knew was that he didn't want it. So he kept driving.

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Louis sat crying for god knows how long. His whole body felt numb. He couldn't believe Harry would do such a thing.

He got up, walking numbly to the kitchen and making himself a cup of tea. Quietly sipping it, tears still running down his cheeks. He sat himself on the sofa, checking the door almost every minute to see if Harry would come home.

Of course, after 3 hours of waiting, and 10 cups of tea, Harry still wasn't back, and Louis was tired of waiting. He decided he wasn't coming back, and with a sorrowful humph, he trudged off to his bed. Getting ready for the rest of his life.

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Harry groaned, his eyes still shut. He could feel the bed sheets underneath his body, and his head was pounding. He remembered nothing, but entering the club late lst night, after running away from Louis. 

Fuck, bedsheets. Fuck, fuck, fuck! His eyes snapped open, and he looked over to his left. Sleeping beside him was another boy. He had a small face, tiny button nose, and full, pink lips. He was attractive, yes, but he wasn't Louis. Harry realized then he couldn't live without Louis.. But he needed to, for his own safety. 

He sighed, sitting up and running his hands through his messy hair, still stiff from the gel he had used the other day to style it up. He also realized he was naked, and that he only had the clothes he had worn the day prior. He had no clue where he was, what town he was in, and what to do. 

He tried to get up quietly, but the other boy stirred, and opened his eyes. He looked over at Harry, and blinked again, "Uh, Hi." 

Harry bit his lip, he even sounded like Louis, "'Ello." 

"I'm Christian, and you?" 

"Harry." 

"Did we...?"

Harry looked down, and nodded, "Yeah, i think so." 

The other boy sighed, "Fuck, what am i going to tll my boyfriend?" Harry couldn't help but chuckle, "I have the same problem. Except I just found out mine was pregnant." 

The other boy looked up, "No way, you've got to be shitting me! That's impossible!!" 

"I thought so too, and then it happened." Harry was silent for a moment, "I'm not ready.. or atleast, I think I'm not. I still love him. Actually, you look alot like him." 

The other boy nodded, "Do you think you should go back?" 

"I- I.." He went silent, "I don't know. I think so, but what if he won't take me back?" 

Christian shrugged, reaching down and pulling his own boxer's on. "Hell dude, he's pregnant.. You should probably, from my own experiance, every child needs both parents." He yawned, stretching, "Besides, you love him don't you? You may have slept with me, but you said it yourself. I look like him, don't I?" 

Harry glanced at him, swallowing and nodding, "You do." 

"So, go back to him, both him and the baby need you." Cristian smiled, nodding towards th motel door. 

"Thanks man." 

"No  problem, I'll see you around." 

Harry nodded, putting his clothes on and running out into the rain, hailing a cab to find his car. 

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Louis woke up, his sadness replaced with anger when he realized Harry still hadn't come back, and it had been 3 days. Of course Harry left him! Who would want to be with a freak of nature like him? Hell, even Louis didn't want to be with himself. What kept him sane was peanut, the small fetus in his belly, that was just starting to show alittle. A tiny bump in his stomach that showed ever so slightly. Peanut kept Louis alive, because as far as Louis was concerned, he couldn't live without Harry. 

He walked slowly into his kitchen, deciding on just some bread and jam for breakfast. When he was about to turn the corner, he heard shuffling, and his whole body tensed. Almost imeadietly, his thoughts were directed towards protecting his unborn child. He grabbed the nearest hard object (a shoe) and held it as a weapon, slowly turning the corner. 

The clumsy person he is, he hit his foot against the wall, and swore under his breath. The intruder turned. 

"Louis?" 

It was Harry. It was Harry. It. Was. Harry. That's all that was going through Louis mind, as he stood silent, and gaping at the taller boy infront of him. Yes, it had only been three days, but Harry looked completly different. His usually styled and clean hair was pressed against his forehead and dirty, and his clothes wrinkled. 

"Harry? W-what?" Louis asked, still stunned. Then, as realization set in, his happiness was replaced with pure rage, "Harry! What the fuck? Why are you here? You think you can justs leave me for a week, and then come back expecting me to be happy? You left  me, Harry! I was worried sick! I thought I was going to have to raise  our child by myself!" Louis yelled, throwing the shoe at Harry and glaring. 

"Louis I-" 

"Oh no you don't! Get out! Get out right fucking now, Harry Styles. I don't want to see you!" Louis cried, hot tears running down his now bright red face. but Harry didn't move, he just shook his head, "Louis, I was never going to leave you. I just needed time to think. You told me you were pregnant. That was alot for me. I love you so much, Louis, and I'm ready to have this child with you."

Louis breathed heavily, his nostrils flaring with every breath. His face now red from tears, and he collapsed into Harry's arms, sobbing loudly. "I'm so sorry." 

"Shh, babe, I should be the one apologizing. I left you. But I'm back now, and I promise I'm not leaving. Not ever again." He soothed him, petting his hair softly and humming. 

"You promise?" 

"I promise." 

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*6 years later*

"Louis? Naomi needs to be at Ballet at 5, you remember right?" Harry called, holding his 6 year old daughter on his shoulders, she giggled loudly, loving the ride she was getting. 

"Harry! I've got some news.."

"What is it?" Harry asked, setting Naomi down on the ground, telling her to go get ready, then walking to his and Louis room, "What's wrong?" 

"Harry," Louis held a pregnancy test in his hand, "I'm pregnant." 

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Yay! Happy ever after

Thank you guys so much for the support!! I really appreciate it!! Sorry it was alittle late, I had some plans and couldn't get it updated. But, here it is!! Sorry it's so short! I wanted them back together as much as you did hahahaha

Any ideas for what's next? Any writers want their work shared? I need new prompts and some writers!! Please help!! 

Thank you all so much!!

I love you ! 

~Erin