Liam still looked lifeless or almost at least. All his wounds were still covered and stained with the same red stain. Harry still couldn't figure out what made him come here. The kicking of William inside him as he looked at Liam's chest rise and fall with every breath, reminded him that it was okay or he hoped it would be. It wasn't just the fact Liam was his best friend he knew that or was it? He was in a dilemma really, he was trapped.

Louis grabbed his hand as they stood in front the closed door. Harry never moved closer from where he was at. He wasn't going to either. He was still a little irritated with himself that he came here in the first place, he's angry at him as he should be, but he felt it was wrong to not go see Liam when he first got the call. He didn't want Liam to think he hated him. The way he felt now about it all he did feel a twinge of hate towards Liam. Everytime he looked at him he felt the anger boil inside him.

He stood there words playing on his tongue wanting to spill out, but the words that wanted to come out weren't exactly good. He would allow the few words on the tip of his tongue out.

"It's unfair Liam!" Harry snapped "you've put me in this place where I feel if I don't see you it's wrong and if I do it's wrong but right. Don't you dare think it's okay to leave everything behind because it's not! I ha-" Harry stopped himself from saying those last few words.

He turned to Louis who was taken aback by the sudden outburst. He knew Harry was having a difficult time with it all. What could he do though? Magically wave a wand and everythings okay? If only.

"Babe come on I think that's enough for today," Louis gave Harry's hand a pull, "we need to get going so we can catch that train."

Harry's anger was still there but he turned around and walked out the door with Louis without saying a word or looking back. The walk to the station was agonizing for Harry at least. Being nearly 6 months pregnant and walking what seemed like 1,000 miles was a killer to Harry's feet. It was only half a mile from the hospital plus some stairs.

Louis brought his skateboard to ride down to the station. Harry watched him from the bench as they waited for the train. Louis looked beautiful even though he was wearing sweatsshirt and jeans holding a skateboard. That was Louis though, wearing tight skinny jeans and an adidas hoodie or something in that area. He had a layed back style. Harry loved that about him. It was a lot of things he loved about Louis though not just that.

He took a picture and posted it to Instagram.

Captioning it trip with my boy ♥ @lwt91

"Trains here beautiful." Louis said as the train pulled in.

Harry walked over well really wobbled over and stepped on with Louis. They sat down.

"Hey." Louis began but noticed Harry was sleeping away on his shoulder.

Harry woke 30 minutes later and they were still about 20 minutes later. He picked his head up off of Louis' lap.

"Look who finally woke up." Louis smiled.

"That walk made me sleepy." Harry smiled back.

"Well at least you have some energy for the mountains."

Harry held his tummy it amazed him, he wondered who the baby would look like. What he would be like. Louis looked at Harry's tummy. Except he wasn't thinking what he wanted the baby to be like, he was thinking about what he didn't want William to be like.

The train came to a stop. They stepped off the train.

"Hungry?" Louis questioned.

"Yeah, actually a good bit for something cheesy or at least that's what he wants." Harry said pointing to his tummy.

"Right then I'm sure some place here has cheesy food." Louis said grabbing Harry's hand.

They did manage to find a place that had cheesy options. Harry ordered the cheesiest thing they had. The woman who took their order, looked at Harry strange when she noticed his pregnant belly.

It made Harry feel awful to be looked at like that. The woman looked at him as if he was some ugly creature. He had been getting looks like that since he started looking like he was pregnant not just fat. He looked around the restaurant, he saw people staring at his bump and whispering.

"I'm ready to go." Harry stood up quickly and walked out the place.

He felt his eyes water up and the tears roll down.

Here lately that's all he's been doing is crying. A few moments later Louis came out, he instinctively wrapped his arms around Harry.

Harry was tense but when home wrapped it's arms around him. His fruatration and anger melted away. He wanted Louis to kiss him badly, he sniffled raising his head up.

"Lou I want you to kiss me because you haven't in a while. Right now thats all I want." Harry smiled.

Louis leaned in and kissed the boy. He could taste the salty tears on Harry's lips as they moved slowly in sync with each other. Their lips fit perfectly each and everytime they kissed. They would kiss like it was their last because those were the best kind. At least to them it was. Harry broke the kiss for some air, before Louis went back in to finish it off.

"Come on let's go to the mountains." Louis smiled against his lips.

The mountains are so relaxing and beautiful. It was a little chilly to Harry and he forgot to grab a jacket. He wasnt going to git in Louis' sweatshirt so he just sat in the sun taking in the view.

"I wish I could live away from everything Lou, it's so peaceful and relaxing and gorgeous up here." Harry said holding his tummy.

"Mhmm." Louis said taking a picture of Harry.

He looked perfect, the way the sun landed perfectly on his tummy. He couldn't resist posting it on Instagram. He captioned it my boys #18th,April2017 he put Williams birthday or supposed to be birthdate to say just what he was talking about when he said boys.

Louis sat down beside him.

"You know what?" Louis said a soft smile playing on his lips.

"What?" Harry said turning his head looking at him.

"I wouldn't mind it up here either. Apart from those rude people back there in the restaurant I'd love it." Louis admitted.

"Is that really what you were going to say?" Harry questioned raising a brow playfully.

"N-" Louis couldn't finish cause Harry excitedly grabbed his hand for him to feel a good kick.

"What the hell?" Louis scrunched his brows.

"That's our baby boy Louis, he's kicking." Harry smiled.

"Really?"

Harry nodded.

"What does that feel like?" Louis questioned feeling the baby move about.

"Hm," Harry thought about how to explain it "well it kind of feels like you've got a ball in your stomach floating there until it bounces forward and hits your stomach."

"Does it hurt?" Louis asked like a curious child learning about something new and amazing.

"Eh not really, just feels a little weird. Sometimes he does kick a bit hard and it will hurt and sometimes he lays in uncomfortable positions for me but I've gotten used to it." Harry smiled.

They sat in silence the only sound that sounded was the birds in the trees and the leaves rustling in the wind.

"You know something?" Louis questioned.

"Well I know some things but probably not what you're about to tell me." Harry smirked as he rubbed his tummy gently.

"I don't want our son to be like me," Louis looked at the scenery in front of them.

"Why?" Harry grazed his fingertips across his tummy looking at Louis.

"Because Haz I was horrible as a kid and I'm still a bit bad. I don't want our son to be like that, to leave his family behind because he got blamed for his father leaving. I don't want that." Louis shook his head and hung his head.

"You're wrong you know." Harry spoke looking at him scooting closer to Louis so he could touch him.

"Am I?"

Harry put a finger under Louis' chin so he could turn Louis to look at him. He climbed on top of him straddling his lap so he was on top of him.

"Yes you are," Harry smiled down at the boy "you're not bad I wish you would stop telling yourself that. Stop thinking our son is going to be like you because if he is so what? Louis you're amazing you know why?"

Louis shook his head.

"Look at you Louis tell me would you be here with me right now in the middle of the mountains talking about our baby, if you were still bad?" Harry said.

Louis looked at the boy his hands were on Harry's stomach.

"No." he answered simply.

"That's right you wouldn't you'd be off probably partying right now or something. I don't know how you did it Louis, but you are not bad. You changed Louis, you changed you are someone totally different from the Louis I first saw in the dorm then the bathroom and everywhere else countless times before. I don't know this Louis in front of me right now but I've fallen in love with him, not because I have your child but because this is the real you. The you that you lost when you left your family. I love that Louis and I honestly loved the Louis that was tattered and broken who bullied me often. I think you're perfect." Harry rambled his eyes watered as he spoke to Louis.

"How could you even love someone like me even then?" Louis questioned.

Harry sat back on Louis' shins placing his hands on the boys knees.

"Because I saw how much you needed someone Louis. This may sound corny and overly dramatic like from a Nicholas Sparks novel or something but I saw that you needed someone to bring you out of that place you were in. I could see that you were screaming on the inside. You remember the day in the bathroom?" Harry questioned.

Louis nodded.

"that's the day I fell in love with you. I don't honestly know how to explain how I did but something in me pulled me to you that day. I saw the hurt in your eyes and my chest ached. Then in the parking lot that day when you kissed me I knew it." Harry said.

"I knew it too. I just didn't know how to love only how to hurt. I ran away from love Harry that's all I've done was run from what I've needed." Louis said.

"You stopped though." Harry said.

"No," Louis shook his head and Harry looked at him "I was fighting myself with you, I told myself I hated you, obviously that wasn't true..." Louis paused "everyday I want to run from you Harry."

"What?" Harry said confused.

"I want to run from you everyday." Louis repeated.

"Why?" Harry's chest started aching with worry.

"Calm down babe, I want to run because I'm afraid of hurting you." Louis admitted.

"You can't hurt me Louis...." Harry paused "you wouldn't."

Louis looked at the boy in silence.

"I don't know if I would or not Harry. You have know way of knowing could happen in the next second, day, month or so on." Louis said.

Harry swallowed the dryness in his throat.

"We- uh we should get going." Harry said.

"Harry..." Louis said.

"How are you ever going to feel if you won't let what you feel set you free?" Harry snapped and turned on his walking back down the path.

"I don't know cause there's things I still haven't told you." Louis said lowly because Harry was down the path a good ways.

The walk was quiet and neither of them said a word. There was this feeling floating between them. They didn't speak at all and Louis didn't try to fix it because he knew Harry was irritated? He couldn't quite figure out what Harry was feeling. On the train Harry didn't swat or smack away his hand from his stomach, but he didn't speak either.

Harry was fighting the tears that were coming it hurt his throat having to hold them back.

Louis' journal didn't hold everything there was to tell for reasons he wasn't going to give up.

He left in his car when they returned to the flat, Harry was hurt he didn't know what the hell happened. It went from talking about their corny love declarations for each other to this? It just didn't make sense. Harry didn't think much about it, maybe it was just one of Louis' odd phases. He'd be back and say sorry for being the way he was, then it go back to normal.

It was half past nine when they had arrived back. Harry was tired so he went to bed listening to the heartbeat to get him to go to sleep. He went to sleep.

Louis drove the hospital he visited Liam. His parents weren't there, not even in the waiting room. They were gone. They left Liam here with no one. Louis stared at Liam quietly for ages, his eyes burned from the tears.

"I don't know what to say to you Liam," Louis finally spoke "you need to fucking wake up, you don't get out that easily. Not when you got us in this mess."

Liam's body was healing which was a good thing the cuts on his face was still noticeable but it wasn't as bad as they were. His finger that lost the nail completely had no bandage on it. A lot of his bandages were now gone. Had he woken up sometime after they left? Liam's parents were here this morning and now they're gone? Liam was raised up slightly more than usual. Louis rubbed his face with his hands and stood up hooking his thumbs through the belt loops of his pants.

"Wait a damn minute!" Louis snapped noticing the IV was out of Liams arm, he went to the nurses desk outside.

"Excuse me m'am?" he said to the nurse.

"Yes sir?" she answered nicely.

"Um the man in this room," he pointed to the room Liam was in "how come all the bandages and the IV has been taken out? This morning when me and my boyfriend came to visit it was like he was the first time we saw him and now he looks fine."

"Oh! Mr. Payne yes! That lad woke this morning shortly after you two left. He woke actually the day before sir." the nurse smiled.

"What?!" Louis said angry.

"Yes sir. He woke the day before and the doctor examined him said they were all healed good enough for no bandages and he didn't need-" Louis put up a hand to silence her.

"B-but my boyfriend should've been called about him, he's the closest to family he's got." Louis said.

"Oh sir he told us to not call him to leave him alone. We're moving his room in just ten minutes." the nurse said.

"Are you?"

She nodded. Louis was trying to contain his anger the urge to go in their and beat Liam's ass was strong.

"Oh well thank you. I'll be with him then." Louis said and went back into the room.

Louis' chest was heaving viciously he was beyond angry with Liam.

"You son of a bitch!" Louis snapped.

"Good to see you too." Liam said in a hoarse voice.

"Shut up!" Louis said cutting the shit.

Liam opened his eyes.

"What's got your boxers in a twist?" Liam said obliviously.

"Well I don't know Liam you've been acting like you were still out for the past day?! You fucking-"

"I'm sorry I didn't want to deal with the shit if I woke up." Liam spit.

"Oh my god you're fucking lucky you're in that damned bed cause if you-" Louis said but was cut off by the transport people coming in to move Liam.

The move didn't take long but Louis was hot on their heels while they were moving him. Once they were alone again he continued.

"in short words I would beat your fucking ass!" Louis said.

"Louis stop with the bull shit! I gave you the option of not doing it but you went through with it anyway." Liam said.

"Yeah I did cause I didn't want some other guy of the damn frat to get him, unlike you I care about Harry."

"Oh? You do, do you?" Liam smirked.

"Yes I fucking do. I regret ever taking you up on that damned bet. I fucking hate myself for that." Louis could feel vomit rising in his throat.

Liam laughed.

"Imagine what Harry's going to do and be like when you tell him. Oi will that destroy him. Bless his poor little heart."

Louis nearly punched Liam in the face but he stopped his face was hot with anger his eyes were filled with regret.

"I'll do anything for you Liam except hurt him more." Louis begged.

"Anything aye?" Liam quirked a brow.

"Y-yes." Louis said lowly.

"I'm sorry?" Liam said.

"I said fucking yes!" Louis spit.

"Alright," Liam smiled mischievously "you gotta blow me when I'm out or now and you gotta let me fuck you, or no deal." Liam said smiling.

Louis was going to puke he felt it feel his mouth. He ran to the bathroom and threw up. Louis slid against the wall next to the toilet. He never felt so horribly in his life, but he was going to protect Harry at all costs. If it meant fucking and blowing Liam then it have to be. He rose to his feet and went back out.

"Well?" Liam questioned.

"I'm not doing it here." Louis said.

"Where then Ms. Priss?" Liam pushed.

Louis shrugged.

"When do you get out?" Louis questioned.

"Tomorrow." Liam said.

"O-okay um I will come get you tomorrow and I'll take us somewhere." Louis couldn't sleep with Harry knowing he would be doing that same thing tomorrow with Liam.

Liam nodded.

"Good boy." Liam said as if he were talking to a dog.

"I'm not a damned dog." Louis snapped.

"Oh yes you are, you're worthless you will do anything you are commanded just to save yourself hurt." Liam said.

"Stop." Louis begged through tears.

"What?" Liam said.

"I mean can we not talk about this please, it's bad enough already." Louis corrected himself.

Liam laughed.

"Go away, I'll see you tomorrow and if you don't show then you can consider your little fairy tale screwed." Liam instructed.

Louis left he ran out of the hospital. He ran to his car and sped off. He wasn't going home he couldn't. He was just going to go to the warehouse and stay there. He arrived to the warehouse and layed on his cot in the corner in a ball. His knees were hugged to his chest and his head was tucked. He felt disgusting. He was did this all to protect Harry, but he wasn't going to put it in his journal he didn't put it anywhere. He kept it inside where it was tearing him to pieces. How was this going to work? Harry had his appointment tomorrow with the doctor for the six month check up. Louis had to go to that. He would and nothing was going to stop him.