We Don't Need Daddy (Louis Tomlinson Fanfic)

Louis and Eleanor had the perfect relationship where everyone envied their love. They were the happiest people on the planet when they were around each other. But things drastically change when Eleanor gets pregnant with Louis' child.
She plans to tell Louis about their child on their 3 year anniversary but what if everything doesn't go as planned?
What if Louis doesn't give her a chance to disclose the news and kicks her out of the apartment because of a misunderstanding?
They wish to never see each other's face ever in their existence but fate has other plans. What will be their reaction when they meet after two years and a huge secret is revealed?
An Elounor Fanfic...
Larry shippers please don't read it if u wanna send hate...
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6. New York!!

2 years later

Louis' P.O.V.

"I'm not going anywhere with you Liam. You wanna go be lovey dovey with your ex girlfriend, then go ahead. I'm not stopping you but don't drag me with you. I'm not interested." I yelled at Liam who had been bugging me since the very first moment we landed in New York.

Zayn was with Perrie, Harry had to go to an event, and Liam apparently wanted to go visit Danielle because it had been ages since they last met. He was so nervous about meeting her that he wanted me and Niall to come along. According to him, she would feel like Liam was trying to get back with her or something if he went alone and he didn't wanna ruin the friendship or make things awkward.

"Please guys! It won't take that long. We are finally on friendly terms. I don't want her to get the wrong idea and go back to being the person who only knows who I am but wants nothing to do with me. We are just gonna stop by and say hi. Can't you do that for me?" He whined, pouting.

I looked at Niall who was busy stuffing his face with God knows what. When he noticed me looking, he just shrugged.

I sighed, finally giving in. But, my hand slightly slipped on the way out, grabbing the bowl of cheerios from Niall's lap and dumping them on Liam's head, including the spoon, might I add.

I headed out as fast as I could, smiling to myself as I heard Liam's squeak and Niall's booming laughter.

Situation neutralized!

Eleanor's P.O.V.

"Mommy! Mommy! Millie up! Wakey Wakey..." I grumbled, burying my face in my pillow, ignoring everything my almost two year old daughter said and did to wake me up.

This was like a ritual for us now. She would always wake up before me and did all she could so I would wake up too, but she never succeeded. Danielle would get her bottle of milk and make her lay down to drink it. Millie would fall back asleep while having her milk and I would wake up an hour later to get ready for work and drop her off at day care.

Everyday was the same for us. Millie would fry the brains of everyone at the daycare center and I would spend most of my time working my ass of at NYU in the sociology department.

It wasn't easy to get a job there. I had to do a PhD and several small courses to qualify for the job. When I finally did, my life became much more hectic that it ever was. The money I earned was still not enough to cover Millie's medical expenses. So, it was safe to say that life wasn't easy.

Millie was going to be 2 years old in approximately a month. With the amount of friends she has, I wouldn't be surprised if booking the entire Empire State building for her birthday party wouldn't be sufficient.

Millie was not a materialistic child. She was too young to know about financial problems but somehow she understood the fact that her mom couldn't get her everything she wanted. And she never needed to be told twice that she was asking for something off limits and I wouldn't be able to get it for her.

It wasn't easy to raise her at all. She was a premature delivery, hence the complications only worsened the condition. But thankfully, I didn't lack moral support and made it through, somehow.

Since today was Sunday and I didn't have to go to work, I took my time cleaning up and let Millie sleep a little longer than usual. Walking out of the room, I beamed at the very familiar face, waiting by the kitchen counter for me and my little girl, like every other holiday.

Scratch that..

Like almost everyday..

"Well, if it isn't the leech. Again." I said with a teasing grin plastered on my face.

Placing a hand on the left side of his broad chest, he feigned hurt and said, "You really wound me deep Elie. Just when I thought you were finally in love with me." He then, wiped imaginary tears from his cheeks and for extra effects, started sniffing loudly.

I just rolled my eyes at the drama queen in front of me, popularly known as Travis. "In your dreams, leech. What do you want for breakfast by the way?"

"You have no idea what we do in my dreams, gorgeous. And, I'd like the sexiest version of you to eat for my breakfast. Quite an amazing start for this pleasant morning, don't you think?" He said jokingly with a suggestive smile.

"Ughh. You disgust me to no end, Travis. I'm going to be sick if you keep talking and I'll make sure to barf on you." I said, my face crinkled in disgust.

This wasn't new. Travis was just the kind of person who would talk about the most uncomfortable and disgusting topics without the slightest feeling of discomfort. He always lifted up my mood and he was the second most carefree person I have ever met. Niall being on top of that list, of coarse.

"Okay Okay. No need to harass me. I'll have whatever you're making for yourself."

I heard Danielle talking and guessed that Millie was up and ready. Great! Now I'll have to cook for them as well.

"Millie, cover your ears honey."I shouted from the kitchen.

"Yo slut, morning." Travis greeted Danielle casually.

"Oh, hey man-whore. Good morning. Sup?"

This was being normal for them. They were being decent than usual because of Millie's presence, otherwise, they could easily make your ears bleed with the words they use.

Millie started frantically waving her arms in the air, signalling that she wanted me to pick her up.

"Sorry baby but mommy is cooking right now. I can't pick you up."

She frowned, bottom lip popping out in an instant. Before I could say anything though, Travis scoffed, shooting me a dirty look as he gathered Millie in his arms. "Your mom is Cruella de vil, Millie, isn't she? Yes, she is. Repeat after me now. Say, Cruella."

What a douche.

Being the obedient child Millie is, she started repeating after him.


"De Vil."

"Di Bil."

"Cruella de Vil."

"Cluella debil." She giggled, as if she could comprehend every word he was saying.

"Asshole." I muttered under my breath and smacked him on his brain less head.

"Ouch. That really hurt. Did you see that Millie? Your mommy hit me. Should I call the cops on her?" He asked, being as melodramatic as ever and Millie nodded, which was a surprise.

No matter how charming Travis was, Millie always took my side. So, this came as a big shock for me. My daughter was now slipping through my fingers but like I was gonna let that happen.

"Millie, do you want to sleep alone at night? Do you want to stay hungry all the time? Do you want mommy to go away and never come back? Fine then, go call the cops, Travis. Ask them to take me away. My Millie doesn't love me anymore." Two can play the being melodramatic game, Travis.

Millie was on the verge of tears which made me feel really guilty but I just bit my bottom lip, hoping I would be able to hold back for a little while.

Travis was looking at me with narrowed eyes as Millie spoke. "No, mommy no go with cops. Millie loves mommy. Millie loves food. No wanna stay hungwy. No wanna sleep with no mommy. Bad Travis."

Muahahaha.. I smirked at Travis who was pouting as Millie crawled out of his arms.

I was about to hand him his bowl of cereal when I noticed that it had gone missing. I looked around the counter and narrowed my eyes at Danielle who was busy devouring both of our breakfast, since she was too lazy to make herself some cereal.

When she sensed my glare, she looked up and raised her eyebrow at me."What? I was hungry, alright? And you two were busy flirting anyway." She said nonchalantly and continued eating.

I looked at Travis for help but he was busy convincing Millie that I was the bad guy.

Like that was gonna happen.

Interrupting us from whatever all of us were doing a little later, the bell rang. Travis made no move to get up and I was busy feeding Millie,so, Danielle got up reluctantly with a loud sigh and made her way to the door.

Millie slipped out of my arms and followed Danielle.

"Millie come back!" I shouted, but she ignored all my calls and continued her way out.

I couldn't see who was standing outside the door and I didn't even bother looking. My only goal right now was to get Millie to finish her breakfast.

"Millicent Rose Tomlinson! Get your butt inside, right now!" I said loudly as I reached the door. My eyes landed on the three shell shocked people standing on our doorstep and I could feel my breathing stop when my eyes locked with his.



(a/n)- Hey guys!! so what do u think about this chapter?

Do u guys ship Eleanor and Travis?

And the most important question: #Sophiam or #Payzer??

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