Louis Tomlinson sat on the small leather couch that rested just outside the recording booth. Running his thumb over his phone as he scrolled through twitter for something to do while he waited for it to be his turn again in the booth. Zayn soon came back into the room plopping down beside Louis, stretching his jean clad legs out in front of him. Liam and Harry went out for food, they were all starving, and he couldn’t wait for them to come through the door with food in their arms. There was suddenly a knock at the door, making Louis’ stomach growl in response. Louis looked at Zayn eyebrows raised. The boys usually just walked in they never knock.
“Maybe their hands are full,” Zayn said nonchalantly with a lift of his shoulders. Louis nodded and got up to get the door for them. They were usually never allowed to get the door by themselves incase it happened to be a large group of frenzied fans. But Louis didn’t care he was so hungry he was ready to run through the fans to get to the food Liam and Harry would have. He opened the door, and was about to yell at the boys for taking so long when he noticed it was just a tiny girl standing just on the other side. Louis’ hunger faded, he was usually very good with children. Always helping his mom when he was younger to calm down his little sisters. But right now all knowledge of children left his mind when he looked at the little girl in front of him. She stood their frozen fear tears running down her cheeks, from her blue grey eyes. Her brown hair was in a ponytail on the top of her head, while she shifted back and forth on her little adida clad feet.
“Um, hello there, are you lost?” Louis asked peering past the girl to look for her parents behind her. The girl raised her shoulders in a small shrug. More tears started to fall from her eyes. Louis started to become more concerned for her. “Ok, um what’s your name love?” Louis asked bending down a little, trying to get the girls attention. With Louis taking so long Zayn began to wonder what was taking him so long, he stood up and walked up behind Louis when he noticed the scene in front of him. He stopped completely watching his friend with the girl. She didn’t answer Louis’ earlier question though, she merely held out a letter in front of her, chubby hands clasping it. Confused Louis took the letter, Louis Tomlinson was written on the back. He looked at the girl one last time before opening the letter.
Dear Lou,
It has been a while since the last time we spoke, three years to be exact. I was just a fling from when you were on your Up All Night tour. We met at your concert in New York City. I knew it was just sex for you, but for me, you were my first, which was important to me. We talked for a little after that night but once as you went back home I knew it was the end for you. I found out a couple weeks later that I was pregnant with Mia. I knew how busy you were and that you would not want a baby at the time. I decided to never tell you and to raise her on my own. My parents were furious with me when they found out. They went as far as to kick me out, leaving me on my own. I was doing well for the first year holding down two jobs and taking care of our little girl, but I couldn’t keep up with it. I lost one of them and the other wasn’t enough to support us both. Louis, I can’t take care of her, I don’t have enough money and I am not a good mother. My parents were right; I am not made for it. You are a famous pop star with tons of money and lots of experience with children. She is yours and your responsibility now. I am sorry to do this to you but I have no other choice. Don’t try to look for me, you won’t find me. Take care of my angel, and tell her I love her more than anything.
Love, Y/N Y/L/N
PS: She is 100% yours, I have never been with anyone else.
Louis heart was beating so fast he was pretty sure it was going to pop out of his chest. He remembered Y/N for sure, he liked her, and she had a pretty laugh and hair that reached down to the middle of her back. She was beautiful and funny; they always had a good time together. But as soon as he got back to England he didn’t think it was fair to drag her along in a relationship that probably wasn’t going to last. Louis was now feeling angry towards the girl he once had fond memories of. How could she just leave her daughter at a door? What if he wasn’t here? What if there were tons of fans? She could have gotten hurt. He stopped his thoughts as he passed the letter to Zayn without a word indicating for him to read it as well. He took a second look at the scared little girl. She had his eyes, that’s for sure, and the more he looked the more she resembled his mother. Louis noticed she had his nose when she sniffled it. Louis was convinced the girl in front of him was his daughter, panic was running through him, was he ready to be a father? Would he be any good at it? His heart sank when he saw her whimper, tears started to come at a more rapid pace. The once cries were turning into sobs.
