The light buzz of the TV filled the apartment as London sat out in the main room, Louis asleep beside me as I held a book in my hands, I lay on my side, Louis’ legs tangled with mine and an arm wrapped around me as he lies behind my body, the warmth of him and the doona soothing as he lightly snores, I feel Louis’ grip around me tighten and im pulled further into his body, his face nuzzling in between my shoulders.
“Morning.” He mumbled.
“What’s left of it.” I say as I place the small picture of London I use as a book mark in the book and close it, placing it on the bedside table.
“I missed breakfast.”
“And your phone hasn’t shut up for an hour.” I say laying my hand over his and keeping the position.
“Why didn’t you check it?” I turn my head to look at him.
“It’s not mine to check.” I say reaching over to grab it, I hand it to him, “Would you look at mine?” he shrugged and I rolled over as he propped himself up on an elbow, unlocking the phone and checking the texts and calls.
“I have to go, baby.” he says as he pulls the blanket free from his body, swinging his legs off the side and standing, he walks to the end of the bed slipping his jeans on and running his hands over his face and though his hair.
“Eleanor?” he nods as he covers his yawn, “I’ll see you later then.” He nods again and comes towards my side of the bed, leaning down and connecting our lips.
“I’ll be back when I can be.” he packs my lips a final time before heading out into the main room. “Bye angle.” London replies with a.
“Bye daddy.” And I hear the zipper on Louis’ jacket before the door, I flop back on the bed, my hands coming up to rub over my face before I stand and head into the wardrobe, gripping a pair of tracksuit pants I brush my teeth and make my way up to the kitchen where my laptop sits already open and on, I check for anymore messages from Tegan, she is coming to visit next week and im still trying to brake it to her that me and Louis are sort of together again. A knock sounds at the door and I look towards London who’s engrossed in the TV show up on the screen, I push the lid of my laptop down and make my way towards the door, opening the already unlocked door to find Sophia.
“Hi.” I smile, “did you want to come in?” she greets me and nods with a smile, I step aside and she wonders into the apartment, she had never been in here, I close the door and head towards her where she stands off to the side of the kitchen, I pick up a stuffed toy that was laying on the floor and fiddly with the fluffy material, “Did you want a drink? Something to eat?”
“No, thank you.” She politely smiles; I place the stuffed toy on the island bench and grip my jacket from the back of the stool.
“So what’s up?” I asked as I took my time in folding it, she looked at me, her fingers being fiddled with in front of her.
“So.” She begins, “Louis’ been over a lot.” I nod slowly as I place the now folded jacket on the stool seat and move on to London’s, “I can’t help but be suspicious.” I look towards London before back at Sophia.
“He comes to spend time with his daughter.” I state and I can hear the light gasp that leaves her body and it catches my attention, did she not know?
“Daughter?” I look to the side for a moment before catching her eyes again and nodding.
“Liam never told you?” my eyes are slightly narrow as I observe her and I can’t help but notice the hard swallow that she does.
“You and Louis have a romantic past?”
“Quite obviously, yes.” I nod.
“And she was conceived here?”
“Hence the name London.” I state, she nods.
“I had no idea.” She tells me.
“I can see that.” A laugh falls from my lips causing her to do the same only lightly.
“Liam told me Louis and you met in Australia, then you moved here for school but after about a year later went home, he never said why. I understand now.”
“I was going to abort it. Louis and I had agreed on it but.” I shrug, “I guess because I was back home and I didn’t really have any influences I wasn’t sure. So I waited and thought it though more and when I came to my disition to keep her I found out it was too late to abort her anyway.”
“Does London know?” I look towards London.
“Know Louis’ her father?” Sophia nods and I shake my head, “She calls him her dad but she doesn’t know he really is.” I shrug, “I guess it’s hard to explain it to a two year old, when she gets older she will understand better.”
“Daddy!” I hear London after she opened the apartment door; Louis greets her back and soon his standing by the island table, London in his arms.
“Smells good.” Louis says and I nod, mixing the spaghetti sauce.
“Are you going to stay?” I ask as he takes a seat on the stool opposite to me, London running off to watch TV and he nods.
“How could I not.” A while past of Louis and I talking, waiting for the spag bol to finish cooking.
“Sophia came over earlier today.” I told him, a glass of water held between my hands.
“Yeah?” he raises an eyebrow.
“She said she can’t help but be suspicious to why you are always here.” Her nods, “I told her your London’s father.” His eyes met mine.
“What did she say?” I shrug.
“Just that she was shocked.”
“And is she going to tell Eleanor?”
“I don’t know, I told her not to mention it.” he nods, “Louis we are going to have to tell them soon, I mean how are we going to hide you coming here at night and only leaving in the morning?” he doesn’t reply, “The paparazzi have probably got hundreds of photos of you coming in and out of the building, they might be passing it off as you going to Liam’s but soon their going to make obligations.”
“Can we stop talking about this?” his voice is soft but stern, I nod and turn to collect three plates and cutlery, I take them towards the dining table, setting them out before heading back to the kitchen and getting the spaghetti.
I sat on the lounge, flicking though channels as Louis put London to bed, piking at the fabric of the soft blanket thrown across my legs, when Louis came out of the bedroom he sat down on the lounge beside me, his face in the crook of my neck leaving soft kisses.
“I’m going to go home.” He whispered before pulling away, I looked at him before nodding.
“Okay.” A kiss is pressed to my lips before he stands and grabs his things, heading towards the door once it had clicked shut, I waited a moment before getting up to lock it, going on my laptop for a few minutes before turning off all the lights and going to bed.