When You Let Your Heart Win
"Are you falling asleep?" He laughed.
"You're playing with my hair, so of course I am." I smiled to myself and tried to focus on the telly, but when someone plays with my hair, good luck keeping me awake.
"You should go home." He sighed.
"You're half asleep." He laughed to himself.
"I'm giving you a half hour."
"I'll throw water on you if I have to." He continued.
"You'll just get yourself wet." I mumbled lifting my hand up towards his face. "Shh. The baby's sleeping."
"And you're the baby?" He laughed.
"You're older than me, so I believe I'm the baby here."
"Why are you still talking?"
"Because you're a loon."
"Takes one to know one."
To know I'm being a child right now, is not surprising to anyone. After the day I've had, I think it's okay to be a child and be stubborn. And potentially sleep on an Irish man's lap whenever he's the one putting a smile on my face.
"Ted, wake up."
"It's only been two seconds." I whined.
"Actually it's been over an hour."
"Oh." I half snorted. "Oh well. Let me sleep."
"Ted, someone keeps calling you."
"Let it go to voicemail." I mumbled turning over, so I was facing his stomach.
"This is like the fifth time they've called, babe." He said, which made me groan and flip back around and grab my phone from the coffee table. "Uhm..."
"Who is it?"
"Answer it." He nodded towards my phone. "He's probably calling to apologise."
"Yeah." I nodded and just stared at my phone. "Maybe."
"I'm okay." I looked at him then back at my phone whenever it stopped ringing. "Oh look he hung…" I started just to stop whenever Louis' name popped up onto my phone's screen again.
"Babe, you gotta talk to him sooner or later." He reasoned.
"I know." I nodded. "I just… it hurts."
"And it'll continue to hurt until you talk to him."
"Alright, Doctor Phil." I huffed and watched Louis hang up.
"Hey, you came to me. Somewhere deep down you wanted to hear this." He defended himself.
"I know." I sighed and tapped my phone and answered Louis' millionth call. "Hello?"
"What the fuck are you doing?!"
"Hanging out with Niall." I scrunched my face up because of his tone. "What's wrong?"
"Are you 'hanging out' or are you fucking him?" He spat.
"What?!" I laughed. "Are you drunk?"
"I'm watching Shay, so I'm not drunk." He growled.
"That's not the point. What are you doing?"
"I'm hanging out with Niall." I repeated. "Should I say it again, so you understand?"
"Don't get smart with me, Teddy." He growled.
"Then stop with the attitude!" I yelled. "Here again, you're yelling at me for something I didn't do!"
"I… fine, then let me talk to Niall."
"What does Niall have to do with this?" I laughed looking up at the ceiling.
"Because he's the twat who posted the picture of you on his lap and replying to a fan that he's better for you than me." He pretty much spat as I looked at Niall.
"What?" He whispered.
"What'd you put on twitter?" I asked moving the mouthpiece against my shoulder. "Did you reply to a fan saying you were better for me than him?"
"What?" He laughed and whenever he saw I wasn't joking, he cleared his throat. "No!"
"Niall…" I stopped and put the phone back to my ear. "Louis, can you shut up for one second?!"
"I… fine." He sighed and knowing him, he probably just slumped and leaned back against the couch with a scowl on his face.
"Thank you." I thanked him then turned back to Niall. "What'd you put on twitter?"
"I posted a picture of you sleeping…"
"What'd you say with it?"
"That I had to wee but you were sleeping and I wasn't going to disturb you." He answered.
"Okay and you responded to a fan?"
"Yes." He rolled his eyes. "A fan just said get up and go but I replied back and said with the shit you've been through, I was gonna let you be."
"You're not lying to me?" I asked.
"Do you want me to show you?" He snorted reaching for his phone.
"No." I shook my head with a whisper. "Louis?"
"What?" He snapped.
"You know, you being a dick right now isn't making me want to come home." I snapped back.
"I… Teddy…" He stopped and sighed heavily. "Can we please just talk face to face."
"I'm still mad at you." I whispered.
"I'd rather you be mad at me in person than with another bloke."
"That 'bloke' is one of your best mates." I growled.
"I know, I know." He rushed. "Just… please come home."
"Because Shay's a grouch because I'm a grouch." He tried to joke, but I'm not in the joking mood. "Bear, please?"
"I…" I stopped, looked at Niall and sighed. "I'll have Niall drive me." I whispered and heard the phone rustle some. "You okay?"
"Yeah, just about dropped the phone." He laughed, but his laugh was the kind of laugh where he was relieved, so he had a legit smile on his face. "I'm going to put Shay down for a nap and I'll see you in…"
"Okay." He probably, most likely just nodded. "See you then. Love you."
"Mhmm, see you soon." I mumbled then hung up and just looked at my lap.
"So you're going home?" Niall asked after some time.
"Yeah." I nodded. "Mind driving me?" I asked looking at him quickly, just to let my gaze to drop back to my lap.
"No, I don't mind." He said grabbing my hand. "What's wrong?"
"What if me and Lou can't fix this, this time?"
The second Teddy walked through the door, I smiled, but seeing Niall walk in behind her, that smile quickly faded.
"Hi." I mumbled and glared at Niall.
"Right, well he looks pissed at me, so I'm just going to go." I have never heard him say something so smart.
"Louis…" Teddy whispered and the look on her face told me to knock it the fuck off or another fight is going to be cooked up. And that's not something I'm in the mood or have the energy for.
"Niall, mate?" I sighed and rolled my head back. "Sorry for being a dick..."
"Don't apologise to me, mate." He shook his head and pointed at Teddy. "I'm stuck with you because of the band, I have to deal with your shit, but she doesn't. She's worth more than that and if you don't clean your shit up, she's going to walk out on you and she won't walk back." And with that, he walked out the front door and left Teddy and I in a small awkward silence.
"Are you okay?" She whispered looking down at her feet as she stood in the doorway.
"No." I snorted.
"Why?" She asked, still in a whisper.
"Because I'm losing you. To Niall." I whispered as her head shot up. And if looks could kill...
"I'm not into Niall like that!" She yelled. "He's one of my best friends, as well as yours!"
"I was your best friend." I shrugged.
"You were different." She lowered her voice. "He's the only person I could go to."
"You could've went to me."
"You're the one who upset me! Why would I go to you?" She has a point. I think I should just count my blessings and be grateful she's here right now. Even if it is in the doorway. Ten feet away from me and another ten feet closer to the front door.
"I'm losing you." I whispered backtracking everything that's been already said.
"What?" She half whispered, half whined.
"I said I was losing you to Niall, but you just said you're not interested in him." I nodded, sat back down and put the heels of my palms into my eyes. "You didn't say I wasn't losing you."
"Just say it, Teddy." I cut her off and looked up at her.
"Say we're done." I shrugged. "It's just a matter of time this would've happened." I laughed and felt my heart break. "I lost you."
"No you didn't." She said finally walking fully into the livingroom and around the couch to me. "Louis?"
"Don't." I shook my head.
"Damnit, listen to me, please." She fought and pushed me back and plopped herself down onto my lap and hugged me. "If you haven't noticed, I'm still here."
"You keep leaving." I snorted and felt her squeeze me tighter.
"And once again, I came back."
"I love you." She whispered and I'm done. Here comes the tears and the sob stories.
"I treated you like complete and utter shit." I sniffled. "Why the hell are you sitting here?"
"Because I love your stupid arse." She pulled back and looked at me head on. "You just… you gotta see something's up with Eleanor and I have feelings too."
"I know that." I sighed and laid my forehead onto hers. "I love you."
"Just because she had your kid doesn't mean I'm dropping everything we've fought for." She continued, ignoring what I said, and to say that didn't hurt, even if she just did it, that'd be a lie. "And just because I'm not a mother…"
"No I'm not." She shook her head. "That baby was a baby, but I didn't know I was pregnant. The motherly instincts didn't kick in."
"Have you not seen yourself around Erie and Doris?" I asked. "Babe, your motherly instincts have been there from the start. I'm that twat for thinking you wouldn't know anything."
"Just because you're a twat doesn't mean anything."
"Thanks." I snorted.
"You are a twat." She nodded. "You treat me like shit at times because you're stupid."
"How is this supposed to make me feel better?" I stopped her. "You make me insecure because I know you can do so much better than me. I don't deserve you. I know that."
"You do deserve me." She whined. "Why do you think that?"
"Because you're perfect. When was the last time I made you smile?"
"Yesterday." She responded quickly.
"Alright." I thought. "Are you happy with me?"
"100%?" I asked and watched her hesitate. "See. You can't say you're completely happy with me."
"Do you want us to break up?" She whispered.
"No!" I yelled and felt her jump. "Sorry." I apologised and took a deep breath. "I just want you happy."
"And I'll get there with you and only you." She whispered. "This is the last time I'm going to say this, I'm not leaving."
"I swear." She smiled. "Even whenever you piss me off and I go to clear my head, don't think I'm messing around. I'm not a cheater."
"We cheated on El, babe."
"But I wasn't dating El." She laughed. "And as far as I'm concerned, you're the only twat I want."
"I promise." She smiled and kissed me quickly.
"Oh fuck no, come here." I laughed and pulled her in for a longer, much needed kiss.
"God, woman, we've talked enough." I groaned laying my forehead onto hers again.
"No." She giggled. "El. Where is she?"
"She had to go get nappies."
"I bought a shitload for Shay already. She doesn't need any until she's out of newborns." She snapped her forehead off of mine and looked at me.
"No." I nervously laughed. "For her. Apparently she's still bleeding."
"Oh." She jerked at the thought. "Ew."
"Shay has a big head, so I understand."
"Stop." She held her hand up. "I really don't care about Eleanor's vagina ripping."
"I'm sorry, but you practically said it." I laughed and pushed his hair back.
"Doesn't mean you can say… that."
"Shay has your big head." She giggled.
"I don't have a big head." I jerked back and looked at her.
"Look at all this hair." She said grabbing a fistful and pulled my head back. "It's big."
"That's not the only head of mine that's big."
this is lame and i'm sorry that it's lame
and also sorry for the long wait :/
after my weekend in NY/NJ I got a cold :/ and whenever I have a cold I tend to sleep 24/7, so I woke up, wrote this, went back to sleep and boom, here's a crap chapter
anyways, Tuesday, i'm going to Ohio (to see The Wanted for the last time </3 if you don't like them, shut the fuck up, because I looooove them) then five days after that (Monday, the 19th) is my birthday, then that week is FILLED with concerts, so I don't know when i'll be writing and updating next, so in the meantime, i'm sorry :/
but yaaaaa, tell me what you think of this crappy, crap, crap chapter
and just know Teddy and Louis make up next chapter (and i'm thinking on the chair that they're sitting on at the moment will be a kinky thang and I might have El walk in on them.... hmmmm, that's good)
anyways, tell me what you think and maybe what you want to happen :)
what do you think about Mr. Irishman? ;) some of you like him at the moment, some of you don't, but that's okay, I love that little fucker. he's too cute to leave out of this :) *cough* foreshadowing *cough*
wanna see a picture that ruined my life? do ya? I know you do.
Harry girls, prepare yourself
only if he was adjusted to the left just a smidge..... damn
anyways, go read Snake Eyes. she's making it dirty and she needs to FUCKING UPDATE! :D
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