Promise not to Laugh?A Chapter by SuicidePact.
I bought a special present for Liam, I knew he wouldn’t be feeling his best with what had happened, and I wanted to cheer him up, I didn’t want him to get depressed over something he couldn’t have prevented. I just wanted to lift his spirits up. He relied so much on his voice, and I could understand how awful he must feel.
Harry walked into our room the next morning, unannounced, thank goodness nothing intimate was going on, I wouldn’t be able to stand seeing Harry every morning if he had walked in on THAT.
“I’m going over to see Liam” he told us both, we were still adjusting to the sudden brightness in the room, thanks to Harry turning the lights on to wake us.
“Oh Harry, could you please give him something for me?” I asked him, pointing to the present beside the bed, his eyes followed the direction of my pointed finger, he picked up the gift and started to examine it in his hands, just like children did on Christmas, when they were anxious to find out what their presents were. He actually reminded me of my own brothers.
“So what is it?” he asked, holding it still.
“Not for you” was my answered almost rudely.
“Would you buy me a present if I lost my voice?” he sat down at my feet on the bed, Lou groaned in the background, causing Harry to smirk.
“Of course I would” I smiled up at him “Make sure that you give it to him please”
“Harry” Louis murmured, annoyance in his voice, his eyes were still shut as he hadn’t warmed to the idea of waking up yet.
“Yeah boo bear?” Harry asked him attentively.
“Why are you on my bed?” he questioned his best mate, still with his eyes shut.
“Good question” he stood up and left us alone, switching the light off as he left.
“Don’t forget!” I yelled out to him, before snuggling up to Louis again.
“Did I tell you that Niall has a new girlfriend?” Lou asked me an hour later when we finally got up to eat breakfast.
“No, you never did. Where’d he meet her?” I was really excited about this news, I was really happy for my little Niall, he hadn’t had a girlfriend in a while, so this was awesome news.
“On tour, he met her at a restaurant, their orders were mixed up or something, I don’t quite recall the exact details, but yeah he asked her out, and she’s coming to visit him soon” he was eating marmite toast, while I was nibbling at my unappetising multigrain toast, that Lou insisted that I had to eat, I hate multigrain bread, but love makes us give sacrifices. I must continue suffering through this for him. Sure I am being melodramatic, but that’s because I truly hate this stinking bread.
“You look really pretty today” he whispered across the table in a sexy way, I don’t know why he was whispering because we were the only ones home. He stood up and came over to me, picked me up, which was a struggle as I weighed a ton, and he actually carried me over to the lounge chairs, and kissed me, he sat next to me, and kept on kissing me, and kissing me.
“I love you” he said in between kisses, I had no idea where this suddenly sprang from, but I definately wasn’t complaining, he had want in his eyes, I could sense he wanted me, his tongue was playing cat and mouse with mine, his hands were wondering my new body, he kept moaning, and I kept moving my hands up and down his abs, he had an amazing body and always had.
“I want you” he breathed, kissing my neck, we hadn’t been close like this in a very long time, I was scared that he wouldn’t want me anymore, that the belly would put him off, I wanted to be close with him again, I wanted to feel the connection on a deeper level, I’m in love with him, of course I wanted to, but I was scared out of my mind, he played with my baggy clothes, tugged and pulled at the bottom of my t-shirt, I ran my fingers down his back, it was awkward trying to do this with a baby in between, but somehow we managed. He pulled me back to our room, our lips never departed on the journey down the hall way, we shut the door, and left our clothes on the floor.
“I’ve wanted to do that for a long time” he told me, as I lay in his arms, my head was rested on his shoulder as we lay side by side under the covers.
“Why’d you wait” I asked him, with curiosity.
“Um, I don’t know” he lied, I can tell the difference between his truths and lies, he can’t hide anything from me
“Be honest babe” I prompted him to tell me the truth.
“Just something Harry said” he admitted, and from what I could pick up, he was embarrassed by whatever it was Harry said.
“What did he say?” I really wanted to know.
“Never mind that” he tried to change the subject to something about how beautiful I was, but I wasn’t buying it.
“Tell me.” I demanded sweetly.
“Promise you won’t laugh?” he asked me quietly
“I promise, just please tell me” I was so confused, why would he think I would laugh? What has Harry done this time?
“He told me that if we had sex, that the baby wouldn’t like me intruding into its personal space and who hurt my....” I couldn’t help but crack up laughing; I covered my mouth and apologized a few times, I could not believe what I had just heard.
© 2012 SuicidePact.
Added on June 29, 2012
Last Updated on June 29, 2012
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