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You & I

Chapter 22

Its has been a couple months since the lost of Lucy Ann Tomlinson-Styles. Louis went back to work within the next few days. Louis would have a smile in his face, greeting the costumers as they walked in, but his heart was still heavy due to the lost. Louis's manager would take Louis by the side just to let him cry. It's a bad habit if we keep our emotions in. Louis's manager would tell Louis to take some days off but Louis argued yelling him that he needs the money. The manager didn't argue back, Louis was a good kid and although people saw the bright smile on his face, he was really broken on the inside.

Harry, on the other hand, wasn't coping the death to well. Becka would try to get Harry out of bed, but Harry wouldn't budge. Harry would run his hand over his stomach, which was still pudgy, imagining little Lucy was still in there.

"I killed her," Are the words Harry would repeat to himself. "It was my fault that she's not here."

Becka would call Louis and tell him about Harry's progress. "Louis, he's not eating or drinking anything. He won't even leave the room. He keeps on saying that it's his fault that Lucy passed."

Louis took in a deep inhale. It's not Harry's fault. "Becka, please try something," Louis begged.

"I'll try."

Harry heard the whole conversation. He doesn't need help. The only thing Harry wanted was his little Lucy, that's all. Lucy was his world, their world to be precise. All because a stupid mistake, Lucy is gone.

After Becka got off the phone, she turned around to see Harry be the door way looking down at his empty stomach. Becka, slowly, walked over to Harry as she embraced him with a soft hug. Harry kept his arms around his mid area as Becka held him.

Harry cried, "It's my fault, it's my fault, it's my fault."

Becka cooed Harry as she rubbed her hands down Harry's back, trying to calm him down. "It's not your fault Harry. Maybe it just wasn't her time yet, but you what? She's watching over you right now. She watching how broken her daddy is, how he thinks it's his fault, not taking care of his own body, wishing to have his little girl back. I bet little Lucy is upset because her daddy is sad over her death. She would want you to be happy that she's in a better place and that she would always love her daddies no matter what."

Harry looked up at Becka with red, puffy eyes.

Becka gave a weak smile, "We love you Harry and we loved little Lucy. Don't push me out, especially Louis. He loves you,even before Lucy came along, he loved you and still loves you. He's going to be your husband soon, remember? If he only loved you because you can give a child, he would have already left after Lucy's passing. But no. He's still here and he wants to be with you forever. None of this is your fault. Everything happens for a reason although this was some shitty way to show it."

Harry let out a chuckle. "Now that's the Harry we all know."

Harry wrapped his arms around Becka, pulling her more into his chest, "Thank you."

Becka put a smile on her face as Harry held her tight.

A few hours later, Becka was cooking up some supper for Harry till Louis comes home from work.

Harry was sitting on his bed, texting Louis about his day. Harry was happy until he got an unusual cramping in his stomach. Harry held his stomach in pain for a few minutes. The cramping continued for an half and hour.

Harry ran into the bathroom thinking he was just coming down with the stomach flu but once he step foot, gushes of water rolled down his legs. The cramp became worst.

"Becka!" Harry screamed.

Becka ran up the stairs, up into Harry's room to see the puddle of water under Harry's feet, Harry crouching over holding his stomach.

"Harry! What's going on?" Becka asked as she ran over to Harry's side.

Harry let out a loud grunt, "Ugh I don't know. It hurts like fucking hell!"

Becka got ahold of Louis and told him what was going on as she pushed Harry out the door into her car. Becka drove Harry to the hospital, calling out for help as the nurse took Harry straight back to the ER.

Becka waited by the front door as Louis ran through the doors towards Becka. This was deja vu all over again. What else could go wrong?

A nurse dresses in blue scrubs ran toward Becka and Louis.

"Which one of you is related to a Harold Styles?"

Louis stepped forward, "I'm his fiance. Why? What's wrong with him?"

The nurse had a smile on her face, "Come with me."

Louis looked back at Becka as she pushed him towards the nurse.

Louis followed the nurse to an open room, "He's in here."

The nurse had a smile on her face as Louis carefully walked through the door, pasted the closed curtains to see the unbelievable.

Harry was lying on the hospital bed with a smile on his face, perfectly fine but holding a pink blanket across his chest. As Louis walked closer to the pink blanket, he saw a miracle. A precious little baby girl, healthy and alive.

"How?" Louis choked up.

Louis felt a strong hand on his shoulder, "To be honest Mr. Tomlinson, we have no idea but all we have to say that this child is a miracle. Congratulations."

Harry was chooing at the little girl until he looked up at his wonderful fiance with a smile, "Say hi to your other daddy."

Louis sat down next to Harry looking at the little girl in awe, "What did you name her?"

Harry looked down at his baby, "I was actually waiting for you so we can name her together as a family."

" Well since we are all here let's name this baby."

Louis wrote down a couple ideas down on a piece of paper as Harry did the same. The boys both looked at each other's name list until they both agreed on a name, Andrea Miracle Tomlinson-Styles. Becka eventually came back into the room greeting little Andrea.

The family was complete. Louis and Harry got their little baby, Becka became an aunt, and this is their story on how even though some people grew up with difficulties in their lives, with a little bit of hope, faith and a couple of friend helping you through, we all have that happily ever after ending.

Notes

Hi everyone!!! This was the last chapter of this book, but not the very last. I have one more chapter to write then this serieswill be done. I hope that this chapter made up the last chapter, small bump. After reading this chapter, I suggest you guys to listen to Ed Sheeran Hush Little Baby on YouTube. But anyway, here is a chapter. Enjoy!!

Comments

I loved it. I need a box of tissues. :,(

onedirectin16 onedirectin16
2/28/15

@Onedirectionerbro877158
I'm sorry... :(

ThingsICant ThingsICant
2/23/15

oh my god where is a tissue box when you need one

Okay so do you guys have a tissue box next to you while reading or no???? And thank you for the amazing comments. Although I'm going to end this story soon, I am in the process of writing a new Larry story. Personally as an author, I fell in love with these stories and it's sad that it's going to end soon....

ThingsICant ThingsICant
2/12/15

omg I loved it your such a amazing writer, I never really had a story writer make me cry like that before

ZoZilla123 ZoZilla123
2/12/15