Not Just Friends

Vivian's POV:

It feels like such a relief to be back here, yet at the same time heartbreaking. The emotions that wash over me as I look between Louis and Liam are too overwhelming, too much for me to deal with. I suck in a breath at the site of them. Both guys are wearing long, dark coats, their hair gleaming in the moonlight and rain. And for a moment, just a moment, I remember why I've originally been intrigued by them both. They are beautiful. There is no getting around it. Surreally, unnaturally stunning. I came here wanting to see Louis, I never thought this through but here I am, facing not only Louis but Liam too. My tears are no longer leaving my eyes and I wonder if the reason for that is that I've cried too much lately. I want to scream, to run, to leave again and this time never come back, but at the same time I want to fold myself in their arms. The sadness in Louis' eyes as he stares back at me is very noticeable, even in this faint moonlight shining over us I can see dark circles decorating the spots underneath his eyes. He lifts his right and to shield his face from the pouring rain the same moment my eyes leave him to look at Liam. He looks the same as before, the only difference being his hair that are now much longer. Liam shakes his head then pushes Louis to the side as he now takes Louis' spot infront of me, causing Louis to slip on the wet grass and fall down on his Yesterday Today Tomorrow plant. A faint gasp leave my lips and I move my legs hurriedly toward Louis and get down on my knees beside him. I notice his watery eyes even thoughrl rain is covering every inch of his body. I feel selfish for coming here at a time like this, he must already be heartbroken because of his mother's death and me being here surely isn't helping at all.

"Vivian?" His voice is bone-dry as he forces out my name. His voice still sounds as lovely and beautiful as I remember, or tried to at least.

I can feel eyes on my back, but I ignore the feeling for the sake of the small amount of time that I have with Louis. Louis stands up in what feels like slow-motion, his eyes not leaving mine once, then helps me stand up too, but he can't manage pulling up my weight as easily as easily as before, causing a short laugh to leave his dried out lips.

"You're swollen," he comments on my stomach and I shake my head, laughing at him.

He urgently pulls my body against his chest, the impact almost knocks the wimd out of my body, but it doesn't matter. Our arms are flung around each other, his face burried in my wet hair. He feels bonier than before and I hope to God that he isn't starving himself. Reluctantly, I pull away from him.

"God I missed you," He mumbles. "Say something, please," he urges.

I slowlu lift my hands to his face, taking hold of his cheeks.

"I came back," I whisper.

A smile traces on his lips, his eyes closing slightly from the expression on his face.

"Where the hell were you, Vivian?" Liam's voive starts to echo, his question remaining in my head, replaying again and again before I turn around to face him. He looks as he always have, controlled and at ease, slick and handsome. Yet, broken-very broken. Everyone else, silently standing behind him watching me with wide eyes, look nothing but uncomfortable and they have good reason to be. I haven'tspoken to anyone since I left, and now I'm standing here in the rain, pregnant, six months later.

I shiver from the cold spreading through my body because of the wet clothes hugging me and the wind blowing gently. I fear that I might catch a cold, and thankfully that is one more reason for me to leave right now.

"I can't explain now," I speak slowly. "I came here, and everyone seeing me is more than enough for one night." I tell him as gently as possible, but knowing Liam he won'let me go this easily.

Why I ran to Louis first I really don't know. But being in his arns nerely a minute ago made me realize how badly I missed him. And Liam, too. No matter how much I've denied it these last couple of months, I need them in my life. But talking to them right now isn't a good idea.They need time to deal with seeing me again. They must be in shock. At least I know now that tomorrow will be easier for me.

"I need answers," Liam tells me, the pain in his voice is clear and if I could turn back time and not hurt any of these two men, I would.

"You can get them. I'm staying for a while," I smile at him and hold my stomach again, his eyes following my hands to my baby bump.

Females mutter lowly in the background and I mentally face palm myself for forgetting about the rest of Louis' guests.

"Can I get a hug?" I smile at the girls as I open my arms to them, and they break into happy laughter before rushing over to me and embracing me in a group hug.

"Please don't leave like that again," Demi whispers.

"Ever!" Perrie confirms with a slight nod in my neck.

After pulling away, I offer them a shy smile before showing the same smile to the boys next to them.

"At least tell us what the gender is?" Perrie pouts as she touches my stomach gently, almost as if it would pop open by one soft touch.

I glance between Liam and Louis for a second, watching their faces filled with fear, then step closer to the girls.

"It's a she," I whisper so only they can hear me, earning squeals from them. "I will see everyone tomorrow, at the funeral. After that, we'll see what happens." I offer Liam my open arms and he doesn't reject as he pulls me to his muscled chest.

"Please don't leave again, it's been hell without you." He whispers. I close my eyes as he pulls away.

"I'll drop you home," Louis speaks again, and my heart flutters.

Notes

First update in what feels like forever. I am so dearly sorry! I will be updating more from now on, I couldn't open my google account. Hope you enjoy this chapter even though it's short. I've missed you girls and I love you so much! This chapter is dedicated to Kaleigh, I LOVE YOU.