FORTY EIGHT

                                    

                                          
LOUIS 
                          
Louis was playing with Leah while they waited for Harry to come home from work. Truthfully, Leah was the one who was playing, and Louis was just trying to get her to say 'mama'.
                          
Harry and him actually had a bet on what Leah would say first, and he really wanted to win, not because there was a prize involved (there wasn't), but because he liked to win, and this was the ultimate victory.
                          
"Say, mama, Leah" Louis told her "Mama, mama".
                          
But Leah wasn't even giving him attention, she was busy playing with one of the toys she had gotten for Christmas, which she was obsessed with. 
                          
So he ended up giving up, and was going to go to the kitchen to check on the food he had in the oven, when the door of the flat opened, and in walked Harry, and he was holding two packs of nappies with his left arm.
                          
"Hey, I'm glad you remembered the nappies" Louis smiled as he walked over to Harry to say hello properly. 
                          
And that's when he tried to kiss his boyfriend, but Harry turned his head away to avoid the kiss.
                          
"What's going on?" Louis frowned confused, because Harry wasn't one to do that, he always wanted to kiss him.
                          
"What's going on is that we need to talk, Louis" Harry declared, his voice showing that he was angry. 
                          
But what could he be angry about? 
                          
They had just talked on the phone, and everything was fine.
                          
"What about?" Louis asked, still confused.
                          
Harry didn't say anything, he just put the nappies down on a chair, then he took off his coat, and he went to get Leah. 
                          
He picked her up, gave her a cuddle and a kiss on her cheek, but when the baby complained, Harry put her back down, but in the playpen this time, and he gave her the toy that she had been playing with.
                          
"Are we actually going to talk about whatever is bothering you, or..." Louis trailed off.
                          
"In the bedroom, I don't want to have this discussion in front of my daughter" Harry said, and walked to the bedroom.
                          
"Harry, you're scaring me" Louis said as he joined Harry in their room.
                          
"You lied to me, Louis" Harry announced.
                          
"What are you talking about?" Louis questioned.
                          
"A few months ago I saw you talking to my TA, Gabriel, and when I asked you about it you said you didn't know him, but that was a lie, wasn't it? You do know him" Harry stated.
                          
Shït!
                          
"Uhm... I..." Louis hesitated.
                          
"Tell me truth right now" Harry ordered.
                          
"Okay, yeah, I do know him, but just in passing, I've never really talked to him besides saying hello" Louis explained.
                          
"Why did you lie?" Harry demanded to know.
                          
"I don't know...".
                          
"You don't know" Harry repeated, and crossed his arms, which really intimidated Louis "And how do you know Gabriel?".
                          
"He's uhm... he's the nephew of the doctor I used to work for, the one that runs the surrogacy business" Louis confessed, because he was pretty sure that if Harry knew he knew Gabriel, he already knew how.
                          
"And that's why you lied about knowing him, didn't you? Because he knows stuff that I didn't know" Harry pointed out.
                          
"No, I just..." Louis shook his head, and he was suddenly terrified "I just wanted to forget about that time in my life, I already put it behind me".