Little Tomlinson || L.T.

To Louis Tomlinson, he thought that life in One Direction was more than enough of him but what happens when a little miracle comes in the way?

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"Is this Louis Tomlinson?" I asked over the phone, god my hands are sweating like hell.

"Yes, may I ask who this is?" He responded quite politely with his thick British accent, the same accent he used on me at the coffee shop. Holy salads, this is weird.

"My name is Gail, Gail Fawn. You probably don't know me since we met 6 years ago at a club in Somerville Street" I explained removing the other details that happened.

"Oh" there was a long pause, i crossed my fingers on the back hoping for him to remember me "Brown hair, brown eyes?" he asked trying to recall my appearance.

I was actually impressed about what he described about me. Either it was a really good guess or he really remembered me.

"So which is it, a guess or do you remember me?"

"Vaguely, i vaguely remember you" he laughed on the other line.

"So.... you remembered what happened after that yeah?" I asked cautiously, i was trying to avoid the three letter word that starts with an 's'.

"Mhm... yeah, the night at the club, yes, yes i do remember that. But why are you calling me now?"

"Because.....cause....I....love.... you?"

What the actual fuck Gail?! You don't know him that much and now you're saying that you loved him? Spit it out you idiot!

I face palmed at myself over the phone, i answered his question like it was a question too, i didn't love him, i had his child.

He chuckled for a little while before regaining himself back on the other line "I'm sorry to break it to you sweetheart but...I'm already taken and i'm happy with her so-"

Before i could even let him finish, i cutted him off "Fuck it Tomlinson, you have a daughter, that's why I called"