Louis bit his lip breathing heavily when he noticed his mother and father in the small table of Cafe 63. He had agreed to meet them to talk in public. He was scared what they might say or do if they were alone.

He loved his parents with all his heart, and it broke him in two when Jay had called him begging for him to come home. Begging him to explain his feelings to them.

It sounded like they wanted to accept his sexuality, no matter how hard it was for them.

"Hi..." Louis mumbled as he walked to the table. He watched as both his mum and dad stood up. He hadn't seen them in a good two weeks, he didn't know if a hug was appropriate.

So instead he just sat straight down ignoring the deflated look which crossed their faces.

"Louis, are you safe? Fed? Clean?"

The small boy ignored his fathers worried concerned, "I was with Harry of course I'm fine."

A silence fell between everyone as a waiter approached them, "hi can I take your order."

Louis sighed looking up, "just a vanilla frappe please."

The waiter nodded, taking Jay's order of shortbread and Yorkshire tea and his dad's as a cup of Earl Gray.

"What do you want to talk about?" Louis finally spoke up once the waiter walked away.

"You're ga-gayness.." Jay mumbled as she held her husbands hand for support.

Louis rolled his eyes, "it's not a disease mum."

Jay bit her lip, "I have come to realise that Lou. When you walked out I did so much research and Im still so scared because this is all so new... like a boy liking another boy... two penises...."

Louis blushed, "mum...."

Jay chuckled, "sorry just we didn't know what to think."

Louis sighed before speaking up, "it's the same as anyone. I fall in love with someone special, they treat me like a prince and we hopefully live happily ever after."

Louis smiled thinking of Marcel as he spoke. He was truly love struck.

Jay frowned, "but your bodies aren't made for each other - you can't have babies."

Louis shook his head, "babies arn't my worry right now. But there is always surrogacy, adoption - those are all great acts of love."

Jay sighed, "but don't you want a kid of your own."

Louis rolled his eyes, "that would be my kid - adoption is no different than if it was my sperm that was shoved in a chick and then birthed."

Louis bit his lip noticing the look his father gave him, "im sorry okay - I just want you to understand this is me. And I can't change for anyone. Not for you, or for my homophobic aunt. Not even for the Queen of England."

Jay nodded as a tear filled her eyes, "I get it Louis. We get it.... We do love you so much and we want you to be happy and if this is you. We accept it, we just need some time to get used to it. But we want our baby boy back."

Louis smiled as his lip began to quiver, tears of happiness filling his eyes, "really?"

Louis' dad smiled as he wrapped an arm comfortingly around Jay, "really. You're our baby Louis, and we would never want to lose you."

Louis smiled, glee overtaking his body as he stood up moving to the other side of the table and pulled his now standing parents into a group hug.

"Thank you. Thank you so much."