I'll Be Here (Louis Tomlinson AU) DISCONTINUED

Chapter Seventeen - She See's You As Her Pathetic Slave

***A Month Later***

"Hannah get up." Louis shook me, dragging me off the bed and I landed on the floor with a thud.

"You're lucky I didn't land on my stomach." I glared up at him from the floor as he chuckled.

"Come on, your the one who insisted on doing this." He pulled me up.

"Can't we just do this tomorrow?" I whined, turning on the puppy dog face. It HAD to work this time.

"No. They already know we're coming." He pecked my lips and skipped off into the kitchen. We had finally gotten a stable home here in London. I didn't know where anything was here in England but we figured it would be best to be close to Louis' family, just in case. Because we all know my family wouldn't give a fuck. I told my mom about my pregnancy, no reaction what so ever. I went to the cemetery before we left and told my dad and Taylor. I could see Taylor literally bouncing off the walls, fighting with Lily for who's name gets to be the baby's name if it was a girl. My dad asking my endless questions, demanding me to let him visit everyday when the baby is born, you know. If I was keeping it. I told Lily, and she promised to be there the day I give birth. She lives with her friend now instead of our house. It became unsafe, which is exactly why I agreed to move to London.   Anyways, today I'm meeting Louis family for the first time. I hope they're nice like Louis says they are, but you never know.

I let my hair remain down today, braiding and pinning my bands to the side. I hardly ever wear it down because of how long it is. I slipped on a pair of dark grey Uggs, dark skinny jeans, a black v-neck, and threw my midnight blue Columbia jacket over it. I applied my normal makeup, multitasking by brushing my teeth at the same time and I was ready. I hated winter.  It looked like we had an avalanche in our yard.

"Ready Lou!" I called out, stuffing a granola bar in my mouth.

"Okay!" He called back, skipping into the kitchen.

"Happy today?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Nah, I just like skipping." He grinned "Is today one of your good days?" He asked. Yeah only one- almost two months pregnant and I can already be happy and bubbly like I always- mostly am, to something so bad I can't even find the words for it. Bloody hell. Or to a crying mess that acts like shes stranded alone in the desert at 114 degrees suffering a slow painful death.

"Yeah." I smiled. Sliding my hand in his as we walked out to his car. 

"Is it warm enough?" He asked once we got settled into the car.

"Yeah, it's fine." I answered, resting one of my hands on my belly. The baby bump wasn't that big, so if I wanted to hide it from someone I could, but I'm only six weeks.

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"Jesus christ, Louis." I stood there with my mouth open, looking at the house that looked like it could be anyones dream house. Perfectly mowed lawn, perfectly trimmed bushes, and the two story house covered in dark red bricks. Louis gave our hands a gentle squeeze before entwining our fingers. Once we reached the house Louis knocked on the front door three times, waiting for someone to answer the door.

"I lost the key." He chuckled, wrapping his arm around my waist.

"How are we going to tell them?" I asked, looking up at him. 

"I'm not sure, I guess we'll just say it when it's the right time."

"Oh." I smiled as he placed his lips on mine.

"Sorry to interrupt, but would you like to come in?" A lady in dark brown hair chuckled. I pulled away. What a lovely way to meet Louis' mom.

"Oh, Hi Mrs. Tomlinson." I smiled.