Baked In Style | L.S

Chapter 21

Louis: Hi my love, I'm heading in to a meeting in a few minutes, but I'll have my phone with me

Louis: Please let me know when you're on your way

Harry: Hi Lou
Harry: Was just about to send you a message
Harry: Leaving the doctor's office now
Harry: Can't wait to see you

Louis: Did they write it down?

Harry: Yes

Louis: Did you peek?

Harry: No, it's sealed in an envelope

Louis: Fuck! I wish I could have gone with you today. We'd know what we're having already 🥺

Harry: We'll know soon

Louis: Yeah! I can't wait to see you though
Louis: And hold you

Harry: Soon
Harry: Ni says we'll be there in about 3 hours

Louis: Tell Niall to keep to the fucking speed limit or I'll have his fucking head if something happens to you or our bug.

Harry: I will

Louis: Okay
Louis: My meeting is about to start
Louis: Please be safe
Louis: I love you

Harry: Love you more
Harry: See you soon ❤

Harry smiles at the reply on his screen before he locks his phone and lazily puts it down on the center console.

"And that grin?" He hears his Irish friend ask. "What did he say to make you smile like that?" He continues to ask.

"He said you should keep to the speed limit or he'll have your head." Harry answers matter of factly, without mentioning the colorful descriptive words the older man had used.

Niall huffs. "How will he even know?"

Harry rolls his eyes at the remark and presses his head back against the headrest while protectively running his hand over his little bump. "Need I remind you that he drives down to London at least twice a month?" He says and giggles softly. "I'm sure he knows exactly just how long it takes."

It's Niall's turn to roll his eyes. "Yeah, I'm sure." He says and presses his own head back against his headrest. "It's just. I'm just excited to see Liam again, and we're all excited to find out what's written on that damn piece of paper." He explains.

Harry can't help the fond expression making it's way to his face as he listens to his best friend. He knows exactly how he feels. They've only had the envelope that contains the gender of the baby for about twenty minutes and he's been tempted to open it at least five times already.

He hasn't given into the temptation though.

He promised Louis that they would do it together as soon as he gets to London. But looking back, he's starting to realize that that is a promise he would have a hard time keeping.

Luckily for him, Niall knows him best and insisted on hiding the envelope as soon as they got in the car. It's somewhere in the back- he knows that, but where exactly- he has no idea.

Half an hour later, Harry feels his eyelids become heavy, so he reclines his seat just a little before leaning back into it, ignoring the comment Niall just made about him needing to get some rest before they get to London. The exaggerated wink that accompanies said comment, has Harry rolling his eyes before he slowly closes them. It doesn't take long before he's out to the world.