You were cuddled next to Louis, your head resting on his chest listening to the soft beating of his heart. You felt your stomach begin to toss and turn. The back of your throat began to burn and your mouth watered. You bolted to the bathroom and emptied whatever was left from your dinner into the toilet. You heard Louis groan from the bedroom, “Y/n?” His footsteps came close to the door.
“No, Louis.. D-don’t come in here.” You threw up again. You felt your hair being pulled away from your face and a warm hand rubbing soothing circles on your back.
You sighed and sat down next to the toilet, “You shouldn’t be in here. It’s gross.”
He grabbed a washcloth and ran it under warm water, “You’re my girlfriend and I have to take care of you no matter how gross the situation.” his voice was still raspy from sleep as he chuckled. He sat next to you and ran the washcloth over your mouth. He stood up and held his hand out to you, helping you off of the floor and over to the sink where you brushed your teeth.
“I’m worried about you, Y/n.. This is the 4th time you’ve thrown up like this. Maybe you should go to the doctor.”
You nodded as the two of you walked back to the bedroom. “I’ll call later and make an appointment. Ok?”
He nodded and kissed your forehead before pulling you to lay down with him.
Sunlight flooded through the window and into your face. Your eyes fluttered open and your stomach growled. You slipped out of Louis’s grasp and walked into the bathroom, brushing your teeth and taming the hairs that slipped out of your ponytail during the night. You shuffled down stairs and into the kitchen to fix yourself a bowl of cereal. Once you sat on the couch you grabbed your phone and dialed the number to your doctor.
“Good morning, Doctor Devins’ office.”
“Hi, I’d like to schedule an appointment please.” you said before spooning cereal into your mouth.
“Can I get your first and last name, please.” the receptionist asked.
“Y/n Y/ln.” you mumbled, before shoving more cereal into your mouth.
“An what’s your date of birth?”
“(Your birth date).” you told her while finishing off your cereal.
“Doctor Devins has an opening at 3 today. Would you like that?”
“Yes please.” You swallowed down your milk and carried the bowl to the kitchen.
“Ok Miss. Y/L/N. I have you down for 3 pm. See you then.”
“Thanks.” You hung up the phone and turned and jumped seeing Louis standing there in his boxers, scratching the back of his neck with a yawn. “Good morning.”
“Good Morning, Lou.”
“Who were you on the phone with?” He walked over to the fridge and pulled out the milk. He grabbed his favorite cereal along with a bowl.
“The doctor. I have to go in at 3.” you told him after washing your bowl.
“Okay, I’ll come with you, yeah?”
You nodded before heading upstairs to shower.
You stripped down and looked at yourself in the mirror. Your boobs seemed a big bigger and they hurt a bit. You ignored the pain in your boobs and got into the shower.
You showered quickly before heading back into your bedroom to get dressed. Louis sat on the bed scrolling through his phone.
“Hey Louis, I have a question.”
He looked up at you nodded for to continue.
“Do… Do my boobs look like they’re getting bigger?” you asked.
He gulped, “I uhh. I don’t know. Umm no?” he stuttered.
“Whatever it’s probably just my period any ways.” you mumbled while searching through your drawer for underwear. You heard rustling coming from behind you before Louis cleared his throat.
“Wait, Y/n.. Did you uhh.. Did you have a period last month, because its not on the calendar.” Louis said looking at the calendar that hung from the wall.
“What do you mean? Of course I did. I probably just forgot to mark it.” you told him.
“Babe, you never forget to mark it. Neither do I..”
You looked at him and frowned, “I had one.. We just forgot.” You grabbed a pair of jeans and a loose t shirt and threw it on after you put on your bra and underwear. “Now let’s go before I’m late.” You grabbed your purse and walked down stairs.
The car ride to the doctor was quiet. Neither of you said anything and Louis didn’t have the radio on. As the two of you sat in the waiting room you listened as two pregnant women sat across from you chatting about their back and hip pains.
“Y/n?” a nurse shouted as she opened the door. You grabbed Louis hand and the two of you walked back into the exam room.
“So Y/n, what’s going on with you today?” Dr. Devins asked.
“Well I’ve been throwing up a lot and my stomach has been hurting me quite a bit for the past few weeks.”
“When was your last period?”
“I believe I had it last month, but I don’t have it marked so I’m not sure.”
The doctor stood from his chair and over to the counter and grabbed a cup, “I need a urine sample so we can test it okay.”
You did what you had to do and the doctor left to test your sample.
“Louis, what if I am… ya know..” you hesitated.
“If you’re pregnant?” he said.
You nodded.
“I don’t know Y/n. I don’t know if I’m ready to be a dad, but if I have to be then I will be.”
You sighed and fiddled with your fingers, “I’m gonna get fat.” you whispered.
Louis grabbed your hands and tilted your chin up so that you were looking at him, “You’ll be beautiful. Pregnant or not. I think you’ll make a fucking gorgeous mother.”
You heard knocks on the door before it opened and the doctor walked in with his clipboard.
“So Ms. Y/L/N we tested your urine sample and you are pregnant. About a month and a half along. Congratulations.”
You stared at him with your mouth open. Louis kissed your forehead and rubbed your arms in a soothing way.
“If you decide to keep the baby--”
“We’re keeping it.” Louis interrupted the doctor. “Abortion isn’t an option for us.”
You nodded in agreement.
“Well, I want to schedule you for an ultrasound at about 14 weeks so we can check on development.” Doctor Devins jotted something down into your file and stood from his chair. “I’ll be seeing you two very soon alright?”
Louis lifted you from the table and kissed you hard. “It’s happening. Oh shit it’s happening. We’re having a baby.” he whispered against your mouth.
“We’re having a baby, Mr. Tomlinson.”
