Y/n = Your name
Your P.O.V -
Ты and Louis had been dating for almost 2 years now. On Louis' 21st birthday, Ты and the lads decided to got to the club on the other side of town and celebrate. The dress Ты wore was a little black number the fit snug around your waist and fit Ты perfectly. After swiping on mascara and slicking on some lip gloss, Ты walked downstairs. Louis wrapped his arm around your waist, and Ты walked out the door. "Hey, y/n," the lads сказал(-а) to Ты after Ты entered the club. Музыка was blasting and people were grinding on each other, "I think I'll go and get a few drinks," Ты said, and walked up to the bar. After drinking a few martinis Ты felt a bit tipsy. Suddenly Ты feel a pair of arms around your waist. At first Ты thought it was Louis. "Hey babe. Wanna dance?" a deep raspy voice whispered into your ear. Almost immediately Ты knew who it was. Harry. His arms tightened around Ты and dragged Ты to the dance floor before Ты could reply. The room was was spinning. Ты started to grind on Harry. Музыка blared and there was a vile taste in your mouth, but Ты didn't care. As Ты danced closer to Harry, he let go and let Ты into a bathroom. Suddenly, Ты feel warm, soft lips on yours. Ты looked up to Harry , and saw that his once green orbs were a dark green, and filled with lust. Ты didn't know what Ты were doing so Ты kissed him back. Even though Ты knew what Ты were doing was wrong, it felt right. There was no denying it. Ты wanted Harry too. Little did Ты know the Kiss would lead to something more...
~ 2 months later ~
Ты woke up one morning, and felt your stomach growl. Frying up some eggs and bacon, Ты devoured all the contents on your plate, scorching your tongue in the process. Ты fried еще eggs and chewed carefully. Once. Twice. Somehow the eggs tasted a little off. Ты checked to make sure. They were perfect. Ты kept chewing. Ugh. Definitely bad. Before Ты could throw them away, Ты found yourself running towards the bathroom and discarding all the contents in your stomach into the toilet. A sheen of sweat appeared on your forehead when Ты were finished. Ты decided to just lay on the sofa and drink some water. Maybe it was Еда poisoning или morning sickness. Though both of those were possible, Ты didn't think they were the reasons Ты vomited. Picking up your car keys, Ты stepped outside of your flat, heading straight to the drugstore.
"Shit," Ты mumbled under your breath. A little розовый plus sign was clearly visible on the newly-bought pregnancy test. Ты couldn't do this. Ты threw away the test, and ran onto the sofa watching the tears flow. Slowly, your eyes began drooping and Ты fell asleep. "Y/n, are Ты awake?"Louis asked your chin in his hands. He quickly brushed away a strand of your hair as his eyes were full of concern. There was no other way to say it. Ты had to tell him. "Louis, I'm pregnant," Ты told him, before Ты could back down. "What?"he asked. "Y/n, this great! I'm going to be a dad! We're going to have a little Tommo! He kissed your stomach. "I Любовь you, Y/n. This is a miracle." For the Далее few days, Ты and your unborn child were the only thing Louis would talk about. There was no way you'd be able to tell him he wasn't the father. Ты couldn't break his сердце now.
~ A few months later ~
"I'm sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Tomlinson. It seems that you've Остаться в живых the child." The doctor's face held a sad expression. Louis had tears in his eyes. He'd been looking вперед to being a father.
That only made Ты cry harder. Even though it wasn't his child, Ты felt horrible for Louis. But deep inside of you, Ты were somewhat relieved the child hadn't been born. Arriving at your shared flat, Ты felt like Ты had to tell Louis. It was now или never.
"Louis, I have something I needed to tell you. Since the baby died, I feel like Ты should know. Ты weren't the father. Harry was."
His expression shifted from confusion, to disbelief and anger.
" And you've waited how long to tell me? Why? How could you, Y/n? Did Ты honestly think it was okay to cheat on me? And with my best mate? I should've known better than to trust you."
Now the tears were falling. "Louis,I -I'm sorry! I thought it was you. I--we were both drunk and before Ты knew it we-"
"Save it, Y/n. I don't ever want to hear from Ты again. We're through." And with that, Louis walked out of your shared flat and out of your life forever.
~ 2 years later ~
Louis' P.O.V -
I couldn't get Y/n out of my head. I knew she made a mistake, but I couldn't believe it. I'd дана her my trust and she'd broken it. But regardless of what she did, I still loved her. I don't know whether или not she'd want to start all over again. I still had to try.
Walking into our shared flat, I noticed all of her stuff was gone. All the pictures of us on the Стена had been taken down. Something on the small coffee таблица caught my eye. A note. I carefully unfolded it, not prepared for the words I was about to read.
Louis,
If you're Чтение this, by now, Ты must be wondering where I am. The день Ты left me, I knew Ты weren't coming back. After a год had passed, I had Остаться в живых all traces of hope that were left in me. Ты deserve someone better in your life. Somebody who won't break your trust. Someone who will Любовь Ты until the end of time. When Ты left, all of this guilt had built up inside of me. I just couldn't live with myself. I want Ты to know that Ты made me happy. Go out there and find yourself a lucky girl who'll make Ты as happy as Ты made me. Don't worry about me. I'm in a better place now. I'm now an Энджел guarding Ты from heaven. Promise you'll never forget me.
I Любовь you.
Y/n ❤ xX
She was gone. I couldn't get her back now. I didn't even bother wiping away the tears that fell, but I knew they wouldn't bring her back. I looked sadly around our flat and cried harder. Y/n was gone.
