book babies | l.s mpreg au

6. the book baby's book's first review

the book is awful.

its horrible. its all about how awful babies and pregnancy are, and harry's up to chapter seven - talking all about how louis couldn't stand percy kicking him.

louis is all excited everytime he sees harry holding the book - he's so proud of it.

its a week after harry starts the book when louis brings it up.

he's laying in bed with percy on his chest, rubbing his back and singing to him softly while harry sits beside him forcing himself to read the book.

"haz?"

harry looks up, eager to stop reading. "yes?"

"what do you think of the book?"

harry bites his bottom lip, and watches louis for a second before swallowing thickly and responding softly. "um... really good."

but louis, who's been with him for six years, knows when he's lying. he frowns, and looks down at percy, to make sure he's sleeping before he responds. "what's wrong with it?"

"nothing. its great."

louis frowns. "you hate it."

harry sighs. "its mean..."

"what?" louis holds the baby closer to him. "its not mean... how is it mean?"

harry opens up the book and flips to a random page, clears his throat and reads aloud. "'i hated the idea of a baby, and then i hated the baby.'" harry closes the book and looks at louis. "how can you even say that?"

percy stirs in his sleep slightly, kicking his feet suddenly.

louis rubs the infant's back softly. "you're not getting the point of it."

"the point of what?!" harry exclaims quietly.

"the point of the book..."

"its you. bashing our baby. the entire time."

"that's not true!" louis yells, and eyes widen when percy opens his little eyes and furrows them before whimpering softly.

harry frowns and picks percy off his chest and stands up.

louis swallows and watches harry. "gimme my baby..."

"no. since you hate him so much."

louis scrunches his face up. "what the fuck? give me percy."

percy kicks his feet and whimpers before letting out a little cry.

"you're not holding him properly!" louis stands and tries to take percy away from him.

the curly haired man pulls the baby away, growling, "no."

"give him to me!" he yells, stomping his foot.

harry shakes his head and pushes past him. "i'm leaving, louis. i can't deal with you bashing our baby in a book for the whole fucking world to read." he walks out of the bedroom and to the living room, putting percy in his carrier.

louis' quick to follow, bottom lip trembling, face scrunched up. "you are not taking our baby away from me!"

"i am."

"you can't! i breast feed him! i take care of him while you're at work!" he pulls at his long caramel coloured hair, panic setting in. when he speaks again, his voice cracks, "he's my baby!"

harry turns to him, eyes narrowed, lips set in a snarl. "i can do whatever the fuck i want, louis. you did by writing this horrible fucking book."

louis gasps, eyes watering. "you didn't even finish it!"

"i don't need to." he picks up percy's carrier, murmuring to the baby, "shh, baby squid. you're okay."

"don't take my baby away!" louis yells, tears running down his cheeks.

harry sighs and walks to the nursery and packs up a little bag for him, walking back out, past louis.

"no... you can't take him."

harry sighs, grabs his keys and walks out without another word.

•••

its been two days and louis' a mess.

harry won't answer calls or texts, and louis lays in bed with one of percy's stuffed animals and blankets and sobbing.

he pulls out his phone and tries again, letting out a frustrated noise in the back of his throat before he throws it at the wall angrily.

he wipes his eyes and stands up, picking the phone up, scrolling through his contacts and then choosing liam's name.

liam picks up on the fourth ring, thankfully.

and also, thankfully, louis hears the slow, deep drawl of harry's voice in the background.

"hello?"

louis wipes his nose and eyes. "i need to come get my baby. he took my baby away."

liam frowns and looks back at harry, who's holding percy in one arm and holding the bottle up with his other hand. "louis..."

harry snaps his head up, eyes widening.

"i'm coming to get him."

"you can't do that, lou."

louis sobs softly. "that's my baby, liam! what the fuck do you mean i can't do that?!"

"harry needs some space."

"that's fine." he croaks. "but he has my baby, and that's not fine."

 

liam sighs, "harry doesn't think that's a good idea."

louis groans loudly. "he won't talk to me. he didn't read the ending of the goddamn book." he drags a hand down his face.

harry frowns, and stands up, situating percy and the bottle. he walks over to liam and holds his hand out.

liam hands the phone over.

"you can't come over and get him, louis."

"you can't take our son away from me because i pissed you off." louis huffs. "and how about you read the end of the fucking book before you take my baby away." he swallows thickly. "i'm coming to get him."

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a/n: not the biggest fan of this chapter, but its something... i love everyone who reads this bc i know i've been horrible at writing. i am so sorry!!! big thanks to @louish for inspiring me. mwahhhh -h.x