Revenge On Eleanor Calder (Coming back this Winter)
Chapter 72
Louis' P.O.V
My mouth automatically gets dry as I look towards the door. Hannah? Wants to see me? Why? I mean I barely know Hannah let alone Alison who I've never really talked to ,but still. Plus Hannah made Eleanor feel uncomfortable for some odd reason. Maybe I should listen to Eleanor and say that I don't want to see her. Or maybe I can see what this Hannah girl is about.
Since she seems to be a chatty texter hopefully she isn't awkward in person. That would be odd actually. It's like Harry who posts a lot of shit of Twitter yet in person he's a total quite asshole. Weird isn't it.
I clear my throat sitting up a bit ,she was one of the last people who'd last seen Eleanor. I've got to see her.
"Sure, tell her to come in." I tell Susan.
Susan nods opening the door allowing a tall lean yet big stomach woman walk past her before closing the door behind her.
"Hey Hannah." I greet the girl watching as she takes off her jacket, scarf and gloves putting it on the visitor's chair by the door.
"Hi." She replies bending down to grab two cups of Starbucks and walking to me, "how have you been? I was worried about you." She says concerned whilst taking a sip of the hot drink.
"I'm alright actually. Just have a small scare, nothing major. Thanks for your concern though." I say whilst studying her.
She looks fit and all except for her front half. She looks bloated, very bloated. . . almost pregnant matter of fact. Her face looks chubby also, with her hair long having the color of a dark brown as I'd seen before. Hannah's shoves her arm in front towards me holding a cup probably having caffeine in it.
My eyebrows rise, for me?
"It's Gingerbread Latte with a lot of sugar and cream like you like it." She speaks answering my question.
Nodding I take the drink setting it on the bedside table, "Thanks." I thank her.
"So are you sad about tomorrow?" Hannah asks sitting herself on the chair next to the bed.
"Not really, this all seems surreal actually. I think it will really hit me the day of the funeral. . ." I answer Hannah.
She nods and takes a sip of her hot drink, "I can totally understand that."
I nod, this is awkward.
"Anyways, I've got some news." She says breaking the silence.
Quirking her a smile I answer, "Oh really? And what is that." I tell her.
"Well, I'm pregnant." She says laughing a bit.
"I had a feeling. Congratulations Hannah I am really happy for you." I say opening my arms allowing her to hug me.
She reaches to me and wraps her arms around me a bit tight with her hair brushing my nose. Hannah seems to be wearing some kind of sweet perfume ,because that's all I can inhale right now as I use my other hand to rub her back gently.
Once we pull away she smiles at me and goes back to sitting down whilst saying thanks.
"You would have been a great father Louis." Hannah says in a low yet serious voice.
Her words cause a cold shiver to rise up my spine at the though of Eleanor. I was going to purpose to Eleanor this coming New Year ,but now. . . she's no longer here. Looking down I pick at my thumb nail. We would have had such an amazing life together. Getting married and after popping out five kids and we would have been good to go you know. But things happen. I wish she was still here, with me.
My eyes look to Hannah who flips her hair before biting her bottom lip nervously looking around at the room.
"Thanks. . . I appreciate it. Anyways um, do you know what you're having?" I ask changing the subject.
"No not yet ,but I am hoping for a girl." She smiles.
"Oh why?" I ask.
"So she can be my little princess ,and to spoil her. Plus girls are easier I think." She reasons.
I chuckle making her laugh. I hadn't even known that Hannah was dating someone.
"Who's the father?" I ask as we stop laughing.
"Well like I know this might sound bad. But. . . the father is Zayn." She says looking down.
Zayn? Zayn Malik? I don't think so. I hope she is talking about a different Zayn. She better be talking about a different Zayn. Do you know how fucked up that would be especially with him being with Perrie and all.
"Zayn who?" I ask.
Don't you dare say Zayn Malik.
"Zayn Malik. . . but, I mean I am not planning on telling anyone." She quickly says.
Fucking shit.
"Are you sure?"
She nods looking into my eyes with her green wide ones, "Yeah ,but please don't tell anyone. I already have it all handled from money to who's going to take care of the baby when I am working." She explains.
I sigh heavily, "God Hannah. You fucked up big time. . . and Zayn too!" I say brushing my hair back.
"I'll help you whenever you need it alright?" I offer.
I watch as Hannah picks up her vibrating cellphone and reading the print on the screen.
"Alright, I'll text you. See you later Louis." Hannah says rising from her seat.
"Bye Hannah." I say watching her put on her coat, scarf and gloves along with her drink before exiting the door.
Well that didn't go so well as I thought it would. I wonder if I should even tell Zayn himself or just leave it. I mean if Eleanor was lying to me I would like for someone to tell me. Right?
My mouth automatically gets dry as I look towards the door. Hannah? Wants to see me? Why? I mean I barely know Hannah let alone Alison who I've never really talked to ,but still. Plus Hannah made Eleanor feel uncomfortable for some odd reason. Maybe I should listen to Eleanor and say that I don't want to see her. Or maybe I can see what this Hannah girl is about.
Since she seems to be a chatty texter hopefully she isn't awkward in person. That would be odd actually. It's like Harry who posts a lot of shit of Twitter yet in person he's a total quite asshole. Weird isn't it.
I clear my throat sitting up a bit ,she was one of the last people who'd last seen Eleanor. I've got to see her.
"Sure, tell her to come in." I tell Susan.
Susan nods opening the door allowing a tall lean yet big stomach woman walk past her before closing the door behind her.
"Hey Hannah." I greet the girl watching as she takes off her jacket, scarf and gloves putting it on the visitor's chair by the door.
"Hi." She replies bending down to grab two cups of Starbucks and walking to me, "how have you been? I was worried about you." She says concerned whilst taking a sip of the hot drink.
"I'm alright actually. Just have a small scare, nothing major. Thanks for your concern though." I say whilst studying her.
She looks fit and all except for her front half. She looks bloated, very bloated. . . almost pregnant matter of fact. Her face looks chubby also, with her hair long having the color of a dark brown as I'd seen before. Hannah's shoves her arm in front towards me holding a cup probably having caffeine in it.
My eyebrows rise, for me?
"It's Gingerbread Latte with a lot of sugar and cream like you like it." She speaks answering my question.
Nodding I take the drink setting it on the bedside table, "Thanks." I thank her.
"So are you sad about tomorrow?" Hannah asks sitting herself on the chair next to the bed.
"Not really, this all seems surreal actually. I think it will really hit me the day of the funeral. . ." I answer Hannah.
She nods and takes a sip of her hot drink, "I can totally understand that."
I nod, this is awkward.
"Anyways, I've got some news." She says breaking the silence.
Quirking her a smile I answer, "Oh really? And what is that." I tell her.
"Well, I'm pregnant." She says laughing a bit.
"I had a feeling. Congratulations Hannah I am really happy for you." I say opening my arms allowing her to hug me.
She reaches to me and wraps her arms around me a bit tight with her hair brushing my nose. Hannah seems to be wearing some kind of sweet perfume ,because that's all I can inhale right now as I use my other hand to rub her back gently.
Once we pull away she smiles at me and goes back to sitting down whilst saying thanks.
"You would have been a great father Louis." Hannah says in a low yet serious voice.
Her words cause a cold shiver to rise up my spine at the though of Eleanor. I was going to purpose to Eleanor this coming New Year ,but now. . . she's no longer here. Looking down I pick at my thumb nail. We would have had such an amazing life together. Getting married and after popping out five kids and we would have been good to go you know. But things happen. I wish she was still here, with me.
My eyes look to Hannah who flips her hair before biting her bottom lip nervously looking around at the room.
"Thanks. . . I appreciate it. Anyways um, do you know what you're having?" I ask changing the subject.
"No not yet ,but I am hoping for a girl." She smiles.
"Oh why?" I ask.
"So she can be my little princess ,and to spoil her. Plus girls are easier I think." She reasons.
I chuckle making her laugh. I hadn't even known that Hannah was dating someone.
"Who's the father?" I ask as we stop laughing.
"Well like I know this might sound bad. But. . . the father is Zayn." She says looking down.
Zayn? Zayn Malik? I don't think so. I hope she is talking about a different Zayn. She better be talking about a different Zayn. Do you know how fucked up that would be especially with him being with Perrie and all.
"Zayn who?" I ask.
Don't you dare say Zayn Malik.
"Zayn Malik. . . but, I mean I am not planning on telling anyone." She quickly says.
Fucking shit.
"Are you sure?"
She nods looking into my eyes with her green wide ones, "Yeah ,but please don't tell anyone. I already have it all handled from money to who's going to take care of the baby when I am working." She explains.
I sigh heavily, "God Hannah. You fucked up big time. . . and Zayn too!" I say brushing my hair back.
"I'll help you whenever you need it alright?" I offer.
I watch as Hannah picks up her vibrating cellphone and reading the print on the screen.
"Alright, I'll text you. See you later Louis." Hannah says rising from her seat.
"Bye Hannah." I say watching her put on her coat, scarf and gloves along with her drink before exiting the door.
Well that didn't go so well as I thought it would. I wonder if I should even tell Zayn himself or just leave it. I mean if Eleanor was lying to me I would like for someone to tell me. Right?
Notes
Bad update once again ,but I will have better ones to come.What Hannah Wore-http://media.tumblr.com/933e125eb5e2cd890e3b09723822117a/tumblr_inline_mi58kfXNNB1qz4rgp.jpg
Should Louis tell Zayn?
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3/21/15