Remember My Love

"We're getting married!" Darry exclaimed.

We all cheered, Harry slumping over and passing out on a couch. Leyla ran over and hugged the both of them and started to ask them questions I couldn't here. So, I decided to walk over and talk to Louis.

"Hey, Lou." I greeted him.

"Congratulation, Niall." Louis smiled.

"Thanks...Lou?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you think I'll be a good father?"

"Of course! Don't discourage yourself like that." Louis's face looked a surprised and worried at the same time.

"I know, man, I just always want to be there for the baby. But I know I can't with going in tour and everything else. I hate leaving Leyla by herself," I look back at her. "I'm glad she's so faithful."

"Yeah, you're a lucky one to get her. And she's lucky to have you."

Louis was great at making everyone feel better and helping with their problems. It was so easy to talk with him.

"Niall!" Liam yelled from the couch watching football with Zayn.

"Thanks, Louis." I smiled.

"Anytime." Louis nodded. I walked over to the couch and sat diagonal from them.

"So, congratulation!" Liam sat up.

"Thanks, Liam. I'm really excited." I grinned.

"Any ideas for names?" Zayn set his beer can down.

I hadn't thought of any second names when we named Caitlyn..."No. Any ideas?"

"I like Lizzy." Liam offered.

"Like Elizabeth?"

"No, like, Lisbeth."

"Yeah. I like that." I smiled. "I'll have to ask Leyla about it." I looked back at Leyla who was talking to Louis. With a sad frown on her face. What were they talking about? I got up and walked over to them.

"Hey, what're you guys doing?" I tried not to sound like I already saw her frown. I would ask Leyla a little later.

"Just...talking." Louis said casually.

"Louis, can I talk to you for a minute?" I stared him in the eyes.

"Sure." Louis answered. I walked us out of the wreck room, into the hall way.

"Look, Lou. I know you had a thing for her when you guys met. You said you were over her." I talked in a hushed tone.

"I wasn't flirting with her." He sounded a little annoyed," I am over her. She's yours and I respect that."

"If you touch her or try anything-" My voice was raising,"...Just stay away from her."

I walked back into the wreck room, leaving Louis in the hallway.

Notes

Hey, guys. I don't remember if I told you about the Visual And Performing Arts Camp I went to.
Well I did. So I got two chapters written in that time!

~Ms. Jerry