This was a story I wrote a while back so I hope you enjoy and please keep requesting! Thx so much!
Louis was scared. Things like: 'What would Harry think? Would he leave? Would he hate Louis?' Ran through his head.
He was brought back to reality when the timer went off. He looked down at the stick.
Positive.
Now there's only one thing to do. Tell Harry.....
Harry came in a few hours later from work. "Louis?! You here babe?" He called through the house. Louis immediately put the test in his pocket and stood up. He met Harry in the living room. "Hi honey. How was your day?"
"Uh it-it was good. How was yours?" Louis stuttered.
"It was great. What about you? I know you aren't feeling well."
"Actually I found out why I was feeling so awful."
"Oh, what is it?" Louis froze. He didn't know how to say that he was pregnant with Harry's baby. "Louis?"
He was brought out of his thoughts by Harry's soft voice. "You're probably going hate me but.... I'm pregnant," Louis confessed.
"Honey," Harry started. 'Oh shit' Louis thought. "That's.. amazing! We're gonna be daddies!"
Louis was relived to hear that Harry wouldn't dump his boyfriend of 3 years. Harry pulled Louis into a bone crushing hug and kissed him countless times. They couldn't wait to start a family together.
*9 Months and 2 weeks later*
"Hazz?" Louis asked, rubbing his enormous bump.
"Yes boo?" Harry answered. He came and sat next to Louis on the love seat they have.
"Why do you think our baby hasn't come yet?" Louis questioned. "I mean, it's two weeks past my due date."
"I think our baby's just fine. It'll want to meet us eventually," Harry promised. Louis nodded and continued rubbing his bump until he fell asleep on Harry.
A few hours later, Louis was awoken by Harry whispering things to him. "C'mon. We have to go boo."
"Mmmm. Where are we going?" Louis whined. Harry grabbed Louis' hand and helped him up.
"We have a show in an hour. Everyone's already there so we're already late."
"Do I have to go? What if something happens while we're on stage?" Louis said in a worried tone.
"Nothing will happen. And if something does, then we can always make it to the hospital or backstage quickly," Harry said in a reassuring tone.
"Okay. Let me get dressed." Harry nodded and Louis waddled to his dresser. His picked out some maternity jeans and a extra large t-shirt which just barely fit over his bump. He slowly made it to the front door.
"Okay, I'm ready."
"Alright babe. Let's go." Harry took Louis' hand and brought him to the car...
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"There's a lightning in your eyes, I can't deny. Then there's me inside a sinking boat running out of time. Without you I'll never make it out alive. But I know, yes I know, we'll be alright," Harry sang.
Louis had been having small cramps in the past few songs so he just sat on the little bench and rested.
The cramps only got worse as the concert went on so he decided to let Harry know.
After one of the painful contractions passed, he called Harry over. "Yes babe? You felling alright?"
"Harry, I'm pretty sure I'm having contractions."
