Song for this chapter is One Last Time by Ariana Grande
**Louis' P.O.V**
It's been a month since Harry started talking to Ethan. I feel awful for feeling even slightly jealous. Harry is faithful. I know he is. He and Ethan are just friends. I'm going out with my mum tomorrow and I will probably vent to her about my insecurities. She always makes me feel better. I wish Harry would come with us, but he says his sister is visiting tomorrow and I know how much she means to him. Mum has been so supportive of me since I told her about me and Harry, and she and Harry's mum have become so close.
I feel like I need to show Harry how much he means to me, so I've decided that tonight is the night. Harry has asked me about it a couple of times, but he has never pressured me because this is a big deal for me. I've never done.... it... with a boy before. I finally feel ready.
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Later that night, before going to bed, I watch Harry changed into his pyjama trousers, as he never sleeps with a shirt on. He turns around, with his back facing me, to put his clothes away neatly, unlike me who just chucks them where they need to go and hope they reach it. When he turns back around, I'm right behind him. A lean in to kiss him, and he obviously kisses back, holding me close. I run my hands up his chest and push him onto the bed. He gasps a little, not expecting it, but gets over it very quickly. I start to tug at the edge of his pyjama trousers, signalling for him to remove them.
"Are you sure?" He checks with me. I nod, suddenly craving him.
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I wake up the next morning wrapped in Harry's arms. This was pretty much a daily thing since we got together, but this morning it felt different. More special. I turned around and woke him up with a kiss.
"Morning baby. We should probably get up soon. Mum's picking me up around 10. What time is your sister getting here?" I murmur.
"Around 11-ish I think." He responded. Something sounded off in his voice, but I brushed it off. I'm sure he is just tired.
We get out of bed and get ready for the day. By the time we are done, mum is here. I kiss Harry goodbye and leave.
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Around noon, mum and I go for lunch. I still haven't had time to discuss the Harry-And-Ethan issue yet, as we have been catching up on family issues first. I miss my sisters, so I can't wait to see them next. We head into Nando's and I order my usual; a medium-spiced half chicken with creamy mash and perinaise sauce. I bring up the issue just as the food arrives.
"Well, if you trust him and love him, then you know that you have nothing to be scared of. Harry seems like an amazing boy, and I'm glad you guys have found each other again." Mum finishes as I eat the last of my chicken.
"Thanks mum. I really needed to rant to somebody. I don't know what I would do without you." I say jokingly.
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I get back to Princess Park and decide to surprise Harry. Zayn tells me he is in the box room, so I head that way. As I get closer, I hear Harry talking to someone, someone who does not sound like his sister.
"It's been great catching up, Ethan. Thanks so much for meeting here. I get you may not find it the most comfortable place in the world."
"No problem Harry. Whatever makes you happy. I've got to go now, but hopefully we can do this again sometime." Ethan says. I feel anger boil to my surface. Harry hadn't told me he was meeting with Ethan. Then I remember what mum said. Maybe Ethan turned up unannounced.
"Hey Harry?" Ethan begins. Neither of them had noticed me yet, probably because I was still outside the door, which was only slightly ajar. "Can I kiss you?"
"Ethan. No. I'm in a relationship. A happy one. I have told you, we are just friends. Nothing more will happen between us." Harry replies, to my relief. But Ethan persists.
"One last time? For the road?" After this, I hear nothing so I open the door. Enough is enough. I was going to get Harry out of the situation.
But Harry didn't need saving. He seemed happy. Kissing Ethan.
I ran to my room without saying anything, tears streaming down my face. As I bury myself deep in my covers, I get a text.
From Lima Bean:
Hey Godfather, waters have broken. Meet us at the hospital? Xxx
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FanfictionLovers ripped at a young age finding each other in the place they both call home. They can finally start their fairy-tale. However, their love is almost ripped from them again. Because that's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
