Chapter 19

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Louis POV

I laughed and poked her sides.

She squealed and scrambled to get off.

I held her back and kept tickling her.

"Stop!" she screeched.

"Never!" I chuckled.

She rolled off of the chair, scaring Lucky while laughing hysterically.

I set Lucky down and stood over her.

I smiled evilly and lunged at her, sitting on her and prodding her sides.

She was screeching and squealing and shrieking trying to push me off.

"Um..." We heard a voice next to us.

"Oh, hey Niall. Hi random girl." Jessica smiled from underneath me.

"Who are they?" The girl asked, looking pissed.

"My roommates." He sighed.

"I knew the house wouldn't be empty." She grumbled.

She turned on her heel and walked out the door.

He chased after her and stopped before she could get in her car.

He talked to her and they started making out, getting in the car.

I just shook my head.

"She seems nice." Jessica snorted.

"Tell me about it."

"Can you, erm, get off? Your body is poking me in places I don't want to be poked." She chuckled.

"Oh, yeah." I laughed and got up, pulling her to her feet.

"So what do you wanna do today?" I asked.

"Well, it's like noon so lets just chill. I need a rest day after, you know, our little 'accident'." She said, looking depressed.

"It was never an accident, simply an early event." I said sympathetically, pulling her into my chest.

She started crying and sobbing.

"I lost a baby, Louis." She whimpered.

"Don't forget it wasn't your fault. Your body just wasn't ready." I said.

"It's hard to imagine that there was a baby inside me yesterday, and now there's not." She cried.

"I know, I know." I sympathized, rubbing her back.

She squeezed me close to her.

"I love you. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. I don't think I would even be alive today if it weren't for you." She croaked.

"Hey, same to you babe. The reason I was so upset with you cutting is that...I used to do it too." I said honestly, pulling up my sleeve to show faded scars.

"Why?" She sniffed.

"Everyone said I would never make it." I mumbled.

"Well, haters gonna hate." She laughed, pulling me in for a kiss.

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