On-Screen Lovers || Ziall Horlik [MPREG]

Chapter 19 || • Return •

Note: Last time, I said in a chapter that the show's premiere is gonna be in a month yet and I'm changing it so there's like 2 or 3 weeks left 'til the premiere. Fuck, I really need to settle my shit out. 

Edit: The previous chapter "Chapter 18.2 || ¤ Lying Next To You ¤" has been turned private so in case you dont see the smut chapter you're going to follow me.

Narrator

Louis sat at the couch impatiently. The whole crew were all inside the huge rest house, including Harry and Louis. They were all trying to get in touch with police to report about Zayn and Niall but there's no luck since they can't even get a signal from the place and it was isolated from the city so they're stuck to waiting until the rain stops or tomorrow when the sky is brighter.  

"I'm sorry, guys but we can't reach the police or emergency because there's no signal here and I've told everyone to stop and get in since the rain is strong. We'll just have to postpone looking for them until tomorrow or when the rain stops." Liam announced, specifically facing Harry and Louis because right now they're the most worried.

Sadly, Louis couldn't blame Liam if he told the crew to stop and get inside since it's really dangerous out there. He stood up, huffing in frustration. "I can't. I can't wait any longer. I need to find Niall. . . and Zayn." He was trembling as he hurried to the door, he couldn't help not to. He can't even sit for too long because he'll just worry about Niall more and more.  He's worried about what might happen to him and surely he'll be the one to blame because he wasn't doing his job as his manager. He should have taken better care of Niall.

"Louis, you can't. The rain is too strong with no sign of stopping soon. I can't let you get out there. I've already let Zayn slip. Not you too." Harry took his wrist, standing up to meet Louis' gaze. The green orbs were radiating of determination and worry, determined not to let Louis out and worried about Zayn and Niall but he knew deep down Zayn would proved the impossible just to make sure Niall's safe. He knew deep down Zayn was capable of finding Niall and keep him fine for the mean time.

"But Haz, he's out there. . and it's all my fault. I'm his manager. I'm supposed to be the one to keep him alright. What if something bad happens to him out there? I know I shouldn't be thinking about it, but what if something really happens? What would I tell his mom? What would I tell Maura? That I'm sorry, I didn't do my job right that I promise I'll do better next time?! I've already made a promise that I'll take care of his son!" Louis' chest was heaving in and out, tears were threatening to spill and slowly they did.

Harry could sympathize with Louis, he didn't know what to do but he let his arms creep up to Louis' waist thus embracing him. His other arm continued up, until his hand reached Louis' head. He used it to lay Louis' head into his shoulders.

They remained in the same position for a few seconds before Harry pulled out to face Louis. "I know you're worried, you have every right to be. But please, calm down. It doesn't feel right seeing you like this. If you've made a promise to Niall's mom, then I'll also make a promise to you. I promise I'll help you find Niall and Zayn, we won't stop until we find them. But for now, Lou, please take a rest. You can't find them if you're tired and stressed out, okay?" Harry stared at Louis, waiting for him to answer. He wiped the tears on Louis' cheeks, it pained him to see Louis at this state.  

Louis was a bit hesitant before giving Harry a slow nod. Harry replied Louis' nod with a kiss on the forehead before tugging his hand to one of the bedrooms and let Louis take a rest.

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Zayn woke up, eyes fluttering open as he scanned the place and then moving to his side only to see the familiar pale skinned, blonde Irish boy he has grown to love. Light snores leaving his puffed lips. Oh that's right, they finally did it. Although, it didn't feel like the right time to do it but with Niall. . it just felt so right.