Heartbreaks Heal (Larry Mpreg)

Elliot

Fuck , fuck , fuckity, fuck, fucked ... that's what he was. Harry hadn't seen or heard from Elliot in almost a year and now he wants to show up?! Just as he was finally settled! Finally moving on! How the fuck had he figured out where Harry went?! Was it the Berks? Was this some sort of sick way of getting revenge on him?! By alerting a complete and utter psychopath of his whereabouts!! Why would they do that?! Surely they hadn't?! Not after what he did!! God there was a reason Harry hadn't told Louis about Elliot!

Elliot was insane, possibly borderline schizophrenic if Harry was being completely honest. He had met him at a bar the day that Gemma asked him to be her surrogate. It had been a really rough day for him so he decided drinking his sorrows was the best way around it. However , it lead to him meeting every humans worst nightmare. Elliot Hardwin.

At first Elliot had seemed like your typical lads lad. Funny, charming , carefree. Harry was happy, he felt at ease and in the end Elliot had been the one to help him come to a decision about the surrogacy. But after two months of dating Harry slowly began to realise there was something else about him... something he couldn't quite put his finger on. So Harry being Harry, he began to analyse things. Took notice of how Elliot seemed to be very particular about certain things, like routine, exercise etc . How his strong opinions tended to be focused around gender roles. How he became rather obsessive over Harry and little things that he did. How he would constantly call him if he hadn't heard anything from the younger lad every ten minutes or so. All huge turn offs, all signs of a control freak.

Eventually after three weeks of him showering Harry in gifts and confessing his undying love for the Cheshire lad , Harry finally decided enough was enough and confronted the older lad. Elliot had freaked out saying how Harry couldn't leave him, how he'd die without him so .. Harry cut it off. Short and sweet it was for the best. It was only hours before then that he had discovered he was pregnant. Elliot seemed to be fine with it , stating how he would just have to live with the pain and that was that.  For months Harry was able to live his life. Though he had to admit that looking back now he should of seen the warning signs.

Because it wasn't just that... when Harry hit five months pregnant he showed up , shattering Harry's whole world with one simple confession. He had caused the crash. The crash that had killed his sister , his brother in law .. his baby's parents. Harry couldn't believe it.

Somehow Elliot had gotten it in his sick, twisted mind that Harry wanted to keep the baby for him and Elliot to raise. Told Harry how he heard Harry begging him every night to help him keep his baby. Harry had of course told him that was impossible, they hadn't seen each other since before his pregnancy!!! How the hell did he even know about his pregnancy?!!! And then it hit him. Elliot had been stalking him .. following his every move.

All the memories where flooding back at once and all Harry could think about was the fact that his sisters killer was let off. Manslaughter due to a serious mental illness, he was free ... free to find him , find his family. The Berks wouldn't have told him.. would they? Surely he wouldn't turn up? That's pretty much how the past two days of staring at the letter had gone... just Harry repeating the events over and over praying that life would give him a break.

"Harry.. love? You ok?" Louis voice spoke softly snapping him out of his thoughts. He hasn't even noticed Louis had entered the room.

He had to tell him .. he just had to. He prayed to every god out there that he'd never have to have this conversation. Not because he didn't want Louis to know he was dating someone else .. but because he had to relive the day he lost his sister. The day his whole life changed... it was a lot.

"I-I don't know." Harry whispered brokenly.

He had yet to tell his boyfriend this part of the past five years... he didn't even know where to begin.