"I have ice tea, or coke? Whatever you would like." Harry says, pulling out two glasses, a concentrated look on his face.

He wants to impress Louis, he isn't the immature asshole that he used to be. Now that he knows he has a child there is nothing he wouldn't do to be in his life.

"Water is okay." Louis replies, leaning back on the counter and looking at Harry with hesitant blue eyes. His mood was a bit down because he and Zayn had gotten into an ugly fight that morning because Louis announced he was still going to have lunch with Harry.

"Okay, water it is." Harry sing-songs, pouring tea in his own glass before pouring water into the other one.

Harry has so many questions dancing around his mind;

When did Louis find out he was pregnant? When did Zayn come into the picture? When did Zayn propose? Does Louis still have all of his mental issues? Why was Louis refusing to take off his jacket? Was it too cold in his house? How old is Lucas? When is Lucas's birthday? Did Zayn adopt him as his other father? Does Lucas know Harry is his real dad and that Zayn isn't?

"That smells really good." Louis breaks the silence, looking at Harry, who was already staring at him. Louis blushes and looks down at his hands.

He always felt some type of vulnerability around Harry. Even 6 years later and he still felt like the boy who used to have a major crush on the 'almighty' Harry Styles.

"You look really good." Harry smirks, then glances down at the ring on Louis's finger, he clears his throat and speaks again, "Um- Thank you, love."

"Harry?" Louis asks, so soft that Harry almost melted at the sound of it.

"Yes?" Harry asks, worried eyes running over Louis's distressed face.

"Why did you leave?" Louis's voice cracks, "I thought you loved me- I mean, I know we were young but you knew I was going through alot and you still did it." He says, shaking his head, "What did I do so wrong to deserve that?"

Louis holds himself together and looks up at Harry with tearful eyes. He continues to wonder why the world hates him. First his family, then Harry, and then Zayn. Three of the worst things that ever happened to him.

If it weren't for Lucas he knows he wouldn't have last. He would've put himself in the ground years ago, but he couldn't now. He had his little boy. He had a purpose. Louis would walk through fire if it meant seeing his baby smile. He loved him with everything inside of his body, so much that it physically hurt.

"You didn't deserve it Louis." Harry says sternly, moving to cup Louis's face in his hands, his thumb gently wiping the tear from Louis's cheek, "I was an arrogant asshole." Harry admits, "All I cared about was sex and I'd do anything to get it." Louis lets a few tears fall, he just wanted Harry to care for him.

"I shouldn't have done it to you." Harry says, brushing some strands of hair from Louis's face, "Because I loved you, I regretted it almost immediately."

"Then why didn't you come back?" Louis asks, voice broken as he meets Harry's green eyes.

"Because I tried to convince myself I didn't really love you." Harry says, shaking his head slightly, "I told myself I would forget about you and that it didn't matter, that you were just another boy to fuck."

Louis cringes at the words coming from Harry's mouth. His chest feels tight, he can't belie he fell for Harry's tactics, but at the same time he was glad he did; Lucas.

"But you weren't just another boy." Harry says, "I came back, I was looking for you, but when I came to your apartment it was empty, and then Niall wouldn't talk to me, or give me your new number."

Louis looks back into Harry's eyes and searches them; he can see the truth in his eyes. He knows Harry is being honest with him.

"I-I didn't know." Louis says, "I'm sorry." He says, sniffling as he face falls, "I'm so sorry."

Louis now blames himself. Maybe if he would've just stayed for school in Donny then he and Harry could've raised Lucas together. He would do anything just to have a time machine.

Harry says nothing, but his lips say another thing as he leans forward and connects their lips. For a moment Louis's lips are unresponsive. Harry continues to move his lips, his hands moving to Louis's hips.

Louis begins to move his lips with Harry's his eyes closing as he wraps his arms around Harry's neck, pulling him closer.

He didn't care about anything but Harry at that moment. He knew he had Zayn's ring on his finger, but for some reason he didn't care. All he cared about was Harry, Harry, Harry.

Harry hosts Louis up by his thighs and Louis is quick to wrap them about his waist. Louis only hope Harry carries this on. He needed him.

"I love you so much." Harry says breathlessly, moving his lips down to Louis's jaw, "Always have, always will." He continues, walking down the hall, into his bedroom.

"Mm." Louis moans, letting out a quick huff when he is gently tossed on the bed. All of his reasonable thoughts fading away one by one.

Harry sits down on Louis's thighs and moves to rub at Louis's nipples through his shirt, fascinated with the way Louis's back arched and his mouth fell open, "Ha-Harry." He whimpers breathlessly, "Please."

"Sh, baby, it's okay." Harry coos, moving to remove Louis's hoodie.

Harry tosses it once he gets it off and then moves to remove Louis's shirt, he then sits back and takes a moment to look at Louis.

He almost gets sick at the sight, his stomach dropping, "Louis- I-"

Louis immediately grabs the comforter and covers himself, jerking around to get Harry off of him, "I need to go- I gotta- I have to go."

"Louis." Harry says, shaking his head, eyes scared, "Baby, stop, let me see."

Louis lets out a breath and shakes his head as his face crumbles; He can't believe he was so reckless as to let Harry see the marks and bruises littered across his skin.

Harry climbs off of Louis and moves to hold him, pulling the shaking boy close to his chest, "Louis." Harry whispers, "Is Zayn doing this to you?"

Harry barely feels the nod against his chest, but he definitely feels the cluster of anger that riles up in his stomach; How dare he?

"Why are you with him?" Harry asks sternly, "Louis that is fucking bullshit to have someone like that around our child."

"He doesn't hurt Lucas." Louis says quickly, "Lucas loves him, he loves him so much." Louis says, his voice breaking, "Zayn is wealthy, and he loves Lucas so much." He says, pulling back to look at Harry, "If I left it would make Lucas hate me, and I wouldn't have anyway to support myself financially."

"Louis there has to be a way around this." Harry says, "What if he freaks out one day and hits Lucas?" Harry asks, tilting Louis's head up to look at him, "You need to get out of there."

Louis swallows thickly and nods, shame written all over his face.

"Louis, you don't deserve this, at all. You are not supposed to be a punching bag-" Harry says, shaking his head, "You have to call off the marriage ."

Louis takes in a sharp inhale of breath and jolts out of the bed, slipping his jacket and shoes on, "This was a mistake, I need to leave."

Harry follows after him, hot on his trail, "No Louis, don't leave." Harry begs, watching as Louis gets down to put his shoes back on, "Louis I can help you, you don't have to go through this anymore. This is fucked up."

"No, Harry." Louis says, "As long as Lucas is happ-"

"I will get the court involved." Harry says sternly, pulling out the card, "I will fight for custody if you don't get that monster away from my child."

"You wouldn't dare take my baby away from me." Louis hisses, attention on Harry as he stands up slowly.

"I don't wanna do it Louis, I love you. I want to be a family, but if you won't cooperate then I will fight for custody and I will win because I have this against you."

"Harry please-"

"What? Am I supposed to just sit back and watch this happen? I can't Louis. That man deserve to be in jail. Have you seen yourself? This is absolutely heartbreaking to see you like this. Louis your body is beautiful and should be worshiped and loved, not disrespected and bruised." Harry speeches, making Louis look down at his feet.

He knew Harry was right, he was just so scared of Zayn, and he was scared of Lucas hating him. Now thinking more about it, he would rather have a child who hates him than no child at all.

"I'm scared, Harry." Louis says, "I don't know what to do." He admits, "I'm so scared."

"I know, love." Harry says comfortingly, "We can figure it out, okay? I'm going to help you."

"Okay." Louis nods, grunting softly when Harry pulls him into a life-wrenching hug, his body immediately melting into it.

It was the first time he had felt safe in a long, long time.