Larry Stylinson Oneshots

Baby Bump 💚

Summary: Louis finds out he's pregnant, and Harry's over the moon. But being in the band, it's hard to be pregnant.

MPREG, don't like it don't read <33

Words: 2,041

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Louis woke up wrapped up in Harry's warm hold. Louis smiled, snuggling into him. They have a show that night and Louis was excited as always, but he couldn't lie and say he didn't feel a bit queazy though it's most likely just a stomach ache.

"Good morning, beautiful," Harry murmured sleepily, caressing Louis's hip.

"Morning," Louis smiled. The two laid together a little longer before they had to get up.

Louis dressed in one of Harry's large hoodies that were very big on him, but he's been feeling a bit insecure like he's gaining more weight, but the familiar scent brought him comfort.

"Ready boo?" Harry asked, wrapping his arms around the small boy from behind and looking at their reflection. Smiling, Louis nodded.

The two left their house hand-in-hand. Harry opened the passenger door of their car, letting Louis sit down and swiftly closing it then making his way to the driver's seat. As they drove, Harry kept one hand on Louis's thigh, something he did all the time, and one on the steering wheel.

Louis twisted his rings, but his stomach started hurting a bit again so he pressed his hand to it, rubbing gently. Harry, noticing this, cast him a worried look as he pulled up to the arena.

"You okay, bub?" Louis nodded weakly, getting out of the car. Harry frowned but let it go, for the time being, took his hand, and walked into the studio.

The two greeted the boys and sat around while the arena was being set up still. They chatted about random things, where they're gonna go eat for lunch, the new management, anything really.

Speaking of new management, Lena strolled over with a smile. "Alright, boys, time for choreography."

The five groaned. "Oh, Lena! Come on, have some remorse for us!" Zayn grinned, trying to convince her into letting them skip. Niall laughed loudly and joined in, and the two looked about ready to get on their knees and start begging.

"Be right back, Hazza," Louis whispered to his husband. "Bathroom."

Harry nodded and kissed his cheek happily. Louis made his way to the bathroom, but he noticed something on some other worker's desk and stopped before he could reach it.

An unopened pregnancy test. Louis's breath caught in his throat. He knew it was rare for men to get pregnant, but he also knew that he could get pregnant. He hasn't told Harry or anyone for that matter and couldn't help but think he was pregnant.

Louis snatched the box off the desk and quickly picked a stall. Once he peed on the stick he stood at the sinks, washing his hands while waiting for the results. His heart sped up, feeling a panic attack coming on and doing his best to keep himself calm. He wasn't sure what he would do if he was pregnant- or if Harry left him because of it.

Taking a deep breath, Louis flipped the stick over and stared at it.

There were two lines, one a little faint but obviously there.

"Oh god," Louis mumbled to himself, a hand coming up to cover his mouth. Glancing down at his stomach, he raised Harry's hoodie a little to look at it. Now that he was looking for it, he managed to smile a little at the bump.

"Hi baby, I just found out about you," Louis whispered, staring at his reflection and rubbing his stomach. "Even if your other daddy doesn't accept us, I'll still keep you and raise you. But I hope he does. I really really hope he does."