Troubled Waters, (A Louis Fanfiction)

Louis sat straight up. "What the hell do you mean?" he says sounding angry. "It's not what you think." I say trying to calm him down. "I was raped." he sat there and looked the wind had been knocked out of him. "Who?" he asked through gritted teeth. "My father. He changed after my mother died and he wanted more children, so he used the only girl in life. Me." I said tears streaming down my face. Louis held me and I cried. "I will kill him." Louis said. I looked at him. "No! I don't want my dad to know where I am. That's why I came here to England. To escape him." I said. I laid in Louis' arms until he pulled his arm out from under me and I was laying on his bed. I fell asleep to Louis singing Little Things.
I wake up and realize I have no clothes on and locate my clothes on the floor. I get dressed and I head downstairs cause Louis' already up. I walk down the stairs and smell food. "Something smells good. I am starving." I say and Louis grins at me. "Good morning, beautiful." he purrs. It makes my heart skip a beat. "I have been thinking about what you said last night and I decided if you let me. I want to help you raise your baby. You guys can stay here. It will also provide a haven for you both from your dad." I look at Louis who left the stove to come and stand in front of me. "Louis, I don't want to drag you into my family problems." I protest "You kind of already did that last night when you slept with me." He had a point, a very good one. "Still I don't want you getting hurt if my dad does find us." "More of a reason you should stay here. I don't want you getting hurt. I care about you and to see you hurt would hurt me. Please, Tanya. I want to know this baby." Louis said rubbing my belly. "Ok. I have one question though. Do you know a good doctor?" I said "Yeah, I'll take you to my doctor." Louis said and the fire alarm went off. The food had burned. Louis looks at me and we both laugh.
Louis' P.O.V
I helped Tanya at my doctor appointment a week later. The baby is about 4 weeks along. The doctor gave me and Tanya an odd look. "I think he thinks I'm the one who got you pregnant." I said in a whisper. "I wish you were the one." Tanya whispered back and then I remember who did it to her. My fists clench. 'That dirtbag hurt my girl.' I stopped my thoughts. My girl, I liked he sound of that. I looked at Tanya and she looked like she needed support and I reached out and held her hand. She smiled at me. I think this girl has left her mark on my heart. This British boy is smitten with an American lady.

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