Blind date (Larry Stylinson) {Completed!}

68.

I apologize for any mistakes

~enjoy <3

Harry knocked on the door, walking in when he heard he was allowed to enter. He walks up to the bed, fiddling with his fingers.

"I just wanted to check up on you. I know that tonight has been-"

"How am I supposed to feel?" Noah interrupts Harry. The teenage boy made eye contact with Harry and he looked heartbroken, confused.

"A-About what?" Harry stutters.

"My dad being dead. Should I be happy? Should I be sad?" Noah questions. 

Harry looked at him, thinking of what to say. He would've never thought that Noah would want to talk to him about something that would be between him and Louis.

"How do you feel right now? In this moment?" Harry asks.

Noah shrugs. "Relieved, but kind of sad that Jake could have had a chance to become a better person. Papa seems so heartbroken and I just- I wish Jake could've fixed it." His voice cracks.

Harry watched as the teenage boy started crying. He walked over to the bed and pulled Noah in for a hug, making sure to be careful with his shot wound. He cried in Harry's arms for a few minutes, then pulls away when he felt better.

"Here you go." Harry gave him a tissue from the nightstand. Noah took it and cleaned himself,
looking more presentable. "Good?"

"Yeah, thank you." Noah says.

"No problem bud. I'll be walking around if you need anything. Do you want some food-"

"I'm sorry for treating you so bad all those times. I was going through a hard time at school and having parents who aren't together anymore hurt me. Especially when they're falling in love with someone else. I just wanted my happy family back and- well, that never happened and I'm happy it didn't. I was being selfish and I apologize." Noah spoke sincerely.

Harry's heart jumps with joy. He tried so hard to not giggle like a schoolgirl. "It's okay bud, I understand. All of that is in the past. We can always start over."

Noah smiles. "Yeah, we can."

They both exchange goodbyes for now. "You okay, dove?" Harry asks when he sees Darcy standing, her eyes scanning around. "Dove?"

Darcy turns around, her eyes meeting Harry's. She ran up to the curly haired man, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Please don't leave, you scared me."

Harry hugs her back. "Never, dove. Are you feeling okay? Hungry?" Harry questions. Darcy shook her head letting go of him.

"I'm really tired. I had a long day." She confesses.

"We all did. You can go sit with Noah in his room if you'd like?" Harry suggested. "I'm going to try and talk to papa again."

Darcy nodded her head and made her way in Noah's room. Harry went in his boyfriend's room, seeing Louis staring blankly at the wall. Ever since they had left the crime scene, it was like Louis was in shock. He didn't speak, didn't utter a single word.

"Hi baby." Harry greeted. "Talk to me, you alright?" He asks sweetly, prepping kisses all over Louis' face. He had a cast on his leg from the wound.

Louis didn't say anything back, instead he looked up so his lips could meet Harry's. They both share a kiss, the feeling of sparks rising between them. Yeah it was pretty cliché but they didn't care.

"When we get out of the hospital for good and hopefully this time we don't have to come back every three fucking weeks, I want to move flats. I can't stay there knowing I killed two people." Louis exclaims.

Harry chuckled. "You're so strong babe, you know? I'm so proud of you. I love you so much." Harry connects their lips together again.

As they kiss Louis couldn't help but smile, causing Harry to smile as well. Louis decided that he wanted to stay in that moment forever.

During the days they stayed in the hospital many cops and detectives were in and out, constantly questioning was had happened. Apparently their story reached the news, meaning reporters would be outside shoving cameras and microphones in their faces. Something Louis didn't want.

"Mr. Tomlinson?" Louis turns around.

"Oh hey detective Carter. What's up?" Louis asks as he turns to pack his things.

"This is for you." He handed Louis a white envelope. Louis furrows his eyebrows, taking the it. The detective walks out of Louis' room, leaving him alone.

The blue eyed man opens the envelope, finding lined paper that was folded. He pulls out the paper, only to find more after the first one. Louis reads it carefully, his eyes widening.

I know I wasn't always the greatest father. There's no excuse for the way I have acted in the past years towards you or our kids. I was always angry and you were right...I had anger issues. I promised you I wasn't going to be like my father but I was worse than he ever was to me. I'm not sure if I will make it out alive. I got Troy and Eric out of jail with the help of Noah, who asked Niall for money. They had been out of jail for months and they stole from you and Harry. They somehow found your address. Then they made their whole plan and they put you in a coma. That wasn't supposed to happen but they were pretty satisfied with themselves for that. I had to leave our kids for a few months because I couldn't have our fathers around them. They'd kill them. When they found out you woke up, that's when they attacked. The reason I say I won't make it out alive is because they don't care, Louis. I can see it in their eyes. They hate us so much. Troy almost shot me because I didn't tell him where I was living at. But if I do make it, I want to change knowing that their dead and gone from our lives. I want to have a relationship with my kids. I love you all, I'm sorry I didn't say it enough.
                                                                   Love, Jake.

Louis was startled from a knock at his door. He jumps, dropping the letter to the ground. "Oh, hey baby." Louis greeted his boyfriend.

Harry looks down at the letter on the ground and frowns. "Hi babe. Are we ready to go look for a flat?"

"Yeah." Louis smiles softly, bending down to pick up the letter.

"What's that?" Harry questions.

The blue eyed man gathers his bag and placed the letter in the envelope. "It was from Jake."

"Oh.."

"Yeah." Louis sighs.

Harry gave Louis his space for a few days but he finally ended up getting answers as to why Louis didn't tell him about Noah's twin. Harry was upset, but luckily he was understanding and caring. Louis made him understand why he was so upset when Jake died.

"Are we ready to start a new chapter?" Harry smiles brightly. Louis nods his head returning the loving smile. The two walk out of the hospital hand in hand, with the kids next to them and in their arms.

A/N

thoughts? thoughts? thoughts?

~LouisSmolBean
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