"Millicent Rose Tomlinson! Get your butt inside, right now!"
My mouth dropped open at the sound of her voice. I'm sure my jaw even touched the ground when she came into my vision, looking as gorgeous as ever, holding a pink bowl full of something gross.
My heart was thudding so loudly that even the person living next door would've easily heard the sound. If possible, it started beating faster when our eyes locked. Her face instantly lost all its color and turned abnormally pale.
"Eleanor?" I have no idea how that left my mouth because I was too stunned to say or do anything. At one point, I wasn't even sure that it was me only who addressed her.
Everything seemed to have stopped and disappeared from this room. I couldn't put my finger on what I was feeling right now. I was ecstatic to see her after so long but sad at the same time, knowing she didn't feel the same way. I didn't know what was gonna happen next. I was curious but scared all the same.
"Did you just say Millicent Rose Tomlinson?" Liam asked which reminded me of the presence of other people around me and her.
Millicent Rose Tomlinson.
When I looked at the little baby girl, I got the breath knocked out of me. The little brunette baby had big sea green eyes which appeared to have a hint of blue. Her smile made her eyes squint.
Just like me.
She seemed to be very fond of carrots, since she had one in her hand with drool all over it.
Just like me.
When I looked at Eleanor, my vision was blurry. She had a horrified look on her face which gave away the fact that she didn't want me to know what I just got to know. She looked up and met my eyes. What hurt the most was that her eyes were full of so much hate and all of it was directed to me.
And who was to be blamed..
Before any of us could make a move, Eleanor gripped Millicent by her shoulders and pulled her inside, slamming the door in our face.
I just stared at the door in shock, no muscle in my body moving. After what seemed like forever, the door creaked open again and Danielle stood there with a guy peeping from behind her.
"Holy shit! That is the ex-boyfriend?! A freaking superstar! I mean, I knew you had a thing with a guy in a boy band, slut, but you never told me about Elie being Louis freaking Tomlinson's ex! You guys are really mean. I'm not talking to you for t-" The hyper guy's ramble was cut off by Danielle slapping her hand on his out of control mouth.
"Shut up, Travis. Go inside and let me deal with this. It was not my place to tell and your girlfriend will tell you the whole story whenever she is ready. Just go inside for now, please." Danielle demanded with a stern look.
Niall voiced out my thought and Travis looked at him before shaking his head sadly. "Nah man, still working on it. She's too hard to get." He winked but as soon as he noticed my glare, the playful attitude vanished in an instant. "Umm, I'm gonna go inside now slut, you take care of it. You guys are pretty cool by the way."
"Wait! Did you just call her a slut for the second time?" Liam questioned, getting annoyed.
Well, that makes the two of us.
"Liam, its okay." Danielle assured him and turned to face the fucking guy with his eyes on my girl. "Just get lost man-whore!" He just raised his hands in surrender and sauntered inside casually.
I wanted to go inside, grab his girly face and beat the shit out of him, but I managed to calm myself down and focus on the bigger issues on my plate right now.
Danielle threw me a dirty look and turned towards Liam. "Liam, I really appreciate you paying a visit but I think you should go now and try to inform me about your visit next time. And you.." she turned towards me and spoke with venom dripping from her words. "Stay away from her. You have done enough damage to last for a lifetime. She doesn't need to get more hurt."
"Was that my daughter?" I didn't care about what she had to say. The only thing on my mind was Eleanor and the baby girl who was a duplicate copy of me. If she was my daughter, how come I didn't know about her existence? Why was this unknown to me? Why had this been kept a secret and why was my baby kept away from me?
"Are you shitting me right now? Liam just get him away from me before I do something that I know I'll regret." Danielle ordered.
"Just answer my question!" I said in a low, demanding voice.
"Don't pretend like you had no clue about this! You didn't want her before and you don't get her now. Just go away." She yelled.
"What do you mean I didn't want her before? I seriously had no idea about this! Do you think this is easy for me? I've thought about Eleanor every single day since the incident and now that I see her after 2 freaking years, I come to know that I have a daughter! No one felt the need of informing me about my child and made me miss two years of my baby's life! And I'm supposed to just go away?!"
I was shouting at this point, the frustration building up second by second.
Her face turned red with anger and that was enough indication for Liam to step in. "Danielle, what are you talking about? We did not have any idea about this, neither did Louis. So, calm down both of you and talk about this maturely, please."
Danielle's face still looked like a tomato but she seemed to calm down a little at Liam's words. She sighed loudly, stepping out and closing the door behind her. "5 minutes. Explain." She huffed, crossing her arms over her chest.
I looked at Liam, urging him to speak and he seemed to get the message.
"What is Eleanor doing here?"
"She lives here."
"She has been living here from the past two years." She said nonchalantly, shrugging a little.
It was my turn to speak. "And you didn't bother to tell me about it?" I was furious at this point. She knew where Eleanor was all along. She knew Eleanor was carrying my baby. She knew how bad I wanted to see Eleanor and how hard I've tried to find her but she kept it from me.
"Oh so you suddenly care?! You were the one who rendered her homeless at the middle of the night and now, you are angry because she didn't tell you where she went after you kicked her out and left her to rot in that condition! You lost that right very long ago when you showed her your true colors. She is happy in her life now, she has moved on. Don't make things hard for her again." Her voice softened at the end of her rant. It was almost pleading but what she was saying was not true. Well maybe it was, but I never stopped caring. It hurts to know that she has moved on while I'm still miserable.
"You have no idea what really happened! I know it was all my fault and I lost every right I had on her but that's my daughter! A daughter that I did not know about! Do you know how it feels to look at that girl and know that I have missed so much? To know that I wasn't there when she wasn't even born, to be by her mother's side, all because of my stupidity? To know that I wasn't the first person to hold her in my arms when she was born? To know that I wasn't there to watch her first smile? To know that I wasn't there when she spoke her first words or took her first steps? I didn't even know she existed! I have lived with the guilt of not trusting her enough for the past two years. I have hated myself for each and every second since that night because I let the media get to me, because I let the most amazing thing in my life go, because I was foolish enough to let a misunderstanding ruin..." I trailed off when my voice cracked.
Just one look at that baby, knowing that she was my daughter and I had no idea she existed, felt like my heart had been ripped out of my chest and was stomped on repeatedly.
Before anyone could say anything, the door was snapped open. Eleanor stood there with a frown and tears streaking down her face.
"What do you mean? Didn't you kick me out that night because you found out that I was pregnant and you didn't want the baby? How was that a misunderstanding?" She questioned.
It was really hard for me to stay calm and rooted to my spot when she was barely 3 feet away from me, but I mustered up the courage to talk to her and clear things out. It was now or never.
"Of coarse I did not kick you out for that reason. I had no idea that you were pregnant. I.. I uhh thought you cheated on me."
Her frown deepened and a look of pure bewilderment took over her features."What are you talking about?"
The guys and Danielle just looked at each other and decided to leave us alone to talk. All of them went inside and shut the door behind them.
"Yeah.. Before I came home that night, the management made Zayn show me some articles about you cheating on me with a bartender guy. There were so many articles in all those magazines, I got really angry. There were some photoshopped photos as well. I was furious and I left the studio immediately to talk to you about them. When I came home and inquired about the incident, you never denied it, instead you blamed it on me as well. I just couldn-" She cut me off, shaking her head, bottom lip trembling.
No! No! No, this couldn't be true."Tell me that's not true." I clutched his shirt tightly, shaking him with all the strength I had in me. "Tell me that you're lying, that you are making it all up." I begged him but he only shook his head and clutched my hands.
"No, this is the truth. I realized my mistake after the damage had been done. I should've trusted you and let you explain. I did all I could to find you. I called every person I knew, every friend, every relative of yours but no one knew where you were. I looked for you on the streets, your friends' places, all the nearby hotels, every spot you liked in London, I even went to Manchester, but you were nowhere to be found. Danielle didn't tell me anything, your parents said that I didn't deserve you and told me off. No one listened to me when I said that it was a misunderstanding and I needed to find you, I needed to apologize and bring you back, no one listened. No one told me about my daughter either. I hate myself for what I did, it was all my fault and maybe I deserved losing you and going through all the pain,the misery, but missing the first years of my daughter's life... I don't think anyone deserves that." He said and it was evident that he was crying.
I felt my knees give out and I crumbled to the floor with Louis in front of me. I was finding it hard to breathe now and I was uncontrollably sobbing.
Two years! Two years of complete agony and that was all because of a misunderstanding! That pain, torture, suffering and that desolation, just because of a misunderstanding.
"How could you let that happen, Louis?! How could you believe something like that and cause all of this?! Do you know tough it has been for me? You think I deserved any of that?!"
I had no idea what I was doing. I was slapping his chest and punching him hard, wherever I could and he said nothing at all, just stared at me with tears streaming down his face, baring all I did, just saying the word 'sorry' again and again.
After I had lost all the strength in my arms, I stopped the assault and wiped the tears. When Louis was completely sure that I won't throw a fit again, he placed his hands on my upper arms and lifted me up.
"I don't expect you to forgive me. Not now, not ever. But, I really hope I can be there in my daughter's life. I made a mistake and I'm really really sorry, love. I know my sorry is not enough but, please. I'm begging you..."
I looked him in the eyes. They were watery, begging me to say what he wanted to hear. I took in a deep breath and said,"I-I need some t-time to think, to just wrap me head around it all, y-you know? Just give me some time."
He just nodded his head, smiling lightly. "You look like shit." He muttered.
I just rolled my eyes at him and opened the door, walking inside. Liam was glaring at Travis, while Danielle was laughing along with him. Niall just seemed out of place. I had left Millie inside our room and walked near the door to eavesdrop. I turned towards Louis, asking him to follow me inside.
"You can see her." I told him, and at the sound of my voice, all heads snapped towards us, all the traces of laughter vanishing in the thick air. Travis stood up and walked towards me, engulfing me in a bear hug. I must've really looked horrible if he decided to hug me.
I was stiff at first, knowing that Louis was standing there, watching my every more made me uncomfortable. But Travis' hug was warm and comforting and I soon found myself clutching him tightly, soaking his sweatshirt with the salty water dripping from my eyes.
When he pulled away, he cupped my face with his hands and whispered,"Do you want me to punch him?"
I chuckled lightly, punching him on his shoulder."No, idiot! I'm fine!" I assured him with a small smile. He smiled back and started walking towards the couch, eyes still fixated on me.
"I just got worried about my food supply, you know?" He smirked.
I just rolled my eyes and called him a leech before walking towards my room. When I looked at Louis, his face held a pained expression. I just shrugged it off thinking that he was only recalling the past.
When I opened the door, Millie was fast asleep, holding her mushroom which was a fun-gi.
I turned around and saw Louis looking at Millie with his mouth slightly open and his eyes extremely moist. I stepped aside and let him enter the room. He walked slowly towards Millie, like he was afraid that his footsteps would wake her up. He gulped audibly when he reached her side. He extended his hand but I knew how hesitant he was about it. He looked like like he was worried that his touch would break her or something.
I did nothing as her touched her forehead and a tear slid down his face. This was the second time I had seen him cry. The first time was when he was informed about his nanny's death. He had shed some tears that night and I was never able to get the image out of my head.
It was so heartbreaking.
Today, as he looked at his daughter, his eyes held more than just sadness. They were full of love, longing, tenderness, possessiveness, and most of all, they looked happy.
He slowly kissed her forehead, muttering an apology.
I could only imagine what his reaction would have been if he was there when Millie was born. What he would've done at the sight of the little soul. How he would've felt when she cried for the very first time. How he would've held her when she was first given to us. When she said mommy for the first time. When she started crawling or when she took her first few steps.
But, that was all I could do.
Imagine, because the damage was done and nothing could change it now. We made that mistake, we lost each other and we lost our lives. Our souls went missing and we were just two creatures existing on the planet. All was lost and there was nothing we could do about it. But fate had other plans.
I still didn't know if I could let him come back in our life. Millie needs a father and I can't take that away from her.
But, could I handle this?
(a/n)- I'm sorry this took a little longer than usual. I got a little emotional while writing this chapter... So, what do you think about it?
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