Y/n = Your name
Your P.O.V -
u and Louis had been dating for almost 2 years now. On Louis' 21st birthday, u and the lads decided to got to the club on the other side of town and celebrate. The dress u wore was a little black number the fit snug around your waist and fit u perfectly. After swiping on mascara and slicking on some lip gloss, u walked downstairs. Louis wrapped his arm around your waist, and u walked out the door. "Hey, y/n," the lads zei to u after u entered the club. muziek was blasting and people were grinding on each other, "I think I'll go and get a few drinks," u said, and walked up to the bar. After drinking a few martinis u felt a bit tipsy. Suddenly u feel a pair of arms around your waist. At first u thought it was Louis. "Hey babe. Wanna dance?" a deep raspy voice whispered into your ear. Almost immediately u knew who it was. Harry. His arms tightened around u and dragged u to the dance floor before u could reply. The room was was spinning. u started to grind on Harry. muziek blared and there was a vile taste in your mouth, but u didn't care. As u danced closer to Harry, he let go and let u into a bathroom. Suddenly, u feel warm, soft lips on yours. u looked up to Harry , and saw that his once green orbs were a dark green, and filled with lust. u didn't know what u were doing so u kissed him back. Even though u knew what u were doing was wrong, it felt right. There was no denying it. u wanted Harry too. Little did u know the kiss would lead to something more...
~ 2 months later ~
u woke up one morning, and felt your stomach growl. Frying up some eggs and bacon, u devoured all the contents on your plate, scorching your tongue in the process. u fried meer eggs and chewed carefully. Once. Twice. Somehow the eggs tasted a little off. u checked to make sure. They were perfect. u kept chewing. Ugh. Definitely bad. Before u could throw them away, u found yourself running towards the bathroom and discarding all the contents in your stomach into the toilet. A sheen of sweat appeared on your forehead when u were finished. u decided to just lay on the sofa and drink some water. Maybe it was food poisoning of morning sickness. Though both of those were possible, u didn't think they were the reasons u vomited. Picking up your car keys, u stepped outside of your flat, heading straight to the drugstore.
"Shit," u mumbled under your breath. A little roze plus sign was clearly visible on the newly-bought pregnancy test. u couldn't do this. u threw away the test, and ran onto the sofa watching the tears flow. Slowly, your eyes began drooping and u fell asleep. "Y/n, are u awake?"Louis asked your chin in his hands. He quickly brushed away a strand of your hair as his eyes were full of concern. There was no other way to say it. u had to tell him. "Louis, I'm pregnant," u told him, before u could back down. "What?"he asked. "Y/n, this great! I'm going to be a dad! We're going to have a little Tommo! He kissed your stomach. "I love you, Y/n. This is a miracle." For the volgende few days, u and your unborn child were the only thing Louis would talk about. There was no way you'd be able to tell him he wasn't the father. u couldn't break his hart-, hart now.
~ A few months later ~
"I'm sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Tomlinson. It seems that you've lost the child." The doctor's face held a sad expression. Louis had tears in his eyes. He'd been looking vooruit, voorwaarts to being a father.
That only made u cry harder. Even though it wasn't his child, u felt horrible for Louis. But deep inside of you, u were somewhat relieved the child hadn't been born. Arriving at your shared flat, u felt like u had to tell Louis. It was now of never.
"Louis, I have something I needed to tell you. Since the baby died, I feel like u should know. u weren't the father. Harry was."
His expression shifted from confusion, to disbelief and anger.
" And you've waited how long to tell me? Why? How could you, Y/n? Did u honestly think it was okay to cheat on me? And with my best mate? I should've known better than to trust you."
Now the tears were falling. "Louis,I -I'm sorry! I thought it was you. I--we were both drunk and before u knew it we-"
"Save it, Y/n. I don't ever want to hear from u again. We're through." And with that, Louis walked out of your shared flat and out of your life forever.
~ 2 years later ~
Louis' P.O.V -
I couldn't get Y/n out of my head. I knew she made a mistake, but I couldn't believe it. I'd gegeven her my trust and she'd broken it. But regardless of what she did, I still loved her. I don't know whether of not she'd want to start all over again. I still had to try.
Walking into our shared flat, I noticed all of her stuff was gone. All the pictures of us on the uithangbord had been taken down. Something on the small coffee tafel, tabel caught my eye. A note. I carefully unfolded it, not prepared for the words I was about to read.
Louis,
If you're reading this, door now, u must be wondering where I am. The dag u left me, I knew u weren't coming back. After a jaar had passed, I had lost all traces of hope that were left in me. u deserve someone better in your life. Somebody who won't break your trust. Someone who will love u until the end of time. When u left, all of this guilt had built up inside of me. I just couldn't live with myself. I want u to know that u made me happy. Go out there and find yourself a lucky girl who'll make u as happy as u made me. Don't worry about me. I'm in a better place now. I'm now an angel guarding u from heaven. Promise you'll never forget me.
I love you.
Y/n ❤ xX
She was gone. I couldn't get her back now. I didn't even bother wiping away the tears that fell, but I knew they wouldn't bring her back. I looked sadly around our flat and cried harder. Y/n was gone.
