Selectively Mute - Omega!Louis, Alpha!Harry, mpreg (#wattys2016)

Chapter Thirty-Six

EDITED

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For the next week, Louis continued to throw up in the mornings, sometimes in the afternoons as well, but he battled through school, determined to go every day, even though Harry protested.

Harry was flabbergasted: even though he was throwing up, he was still putting on weight, shown by his little pudgy belly which had seemed to grow. When he voiced his concerns about this to him one day, he vowed never to do it again: scared by the crying reaction that created.

Harry had finally had enough at the end of a week, so decided to make an appointment with the doctor, but just didn't tell Louis.

Big mistake.

So, on the Sunday morning, Harry woke up, again, to the sound of Louis throwing up. He comforted him, then got the drowsy boy dressed, Louis still out of it enough not to realise that he was being dressed up on a Sunday morning when they usually slept in.

He ended up dressed in jogging bottoms, fluffy socks and one of Harry's hoodies - he always wanted to wear something of his now, to always be surrounded by his Alpha scent.

Harry lifted up Louis, the smaller immediately wrapping his arms and legs around his Mate, then  carried him out of the room and to the first floor, where the doctor's office was located, exclusively for the Pack House.

Louis lifted up his head and poked Harry's cheek.

Harry looked down at his little Omega questioningly.

"Where are we going?" he whispered, careful that no one was around to hear him talking.

"Don't be mad with me, Louis," Harry whispered.

Louis started panicking, really panicking. He thrashed in Harry's arms, wanting to be let go off.

He's chucking me out, he thought. He's finally had enough of me.

"Louis," Harry tried to soothe, rubbing his hands over Louis' back.

Louis was finally able to release himself from the confines of Harry's arms and took a step back, shaking his head and sobbing pitifully.

"Louis." Harry didn't know what was going on.

He just shook his head and covered his face with his hands, the tears running down his cheeks, body shaking.

"Please, Louis - "

"What is going on out here?"

Louis' head snapped up at the strange scent and voice, eyes locking on a middle-aged Gamma with grey hair and brown eyes.

He's getting someone to chuck me out?

"Dr. Casper, this is Louis," Harry sighed.

Is he going to put me down?

"Louis, it's very nice to meet you," the doctor said, stretching out a hand for the Omega to shake.

Louis flinched away from the stranger.

"Louis," Harry whispered, walking over to his little Omega who trembled in the corner. "I made an appointment with the doctor for you, because I'm worried about you."

Louis arched an eyebrow, confused.

"Little Omega, you've been sick for a week now, I'm so worried about you," he whispered, a tear slipping from his eye and rolling down his cheek. He couldn't hold up the tough Alpha act when something was wrong with his Mate.

Louis raised a hand and swiped the stray tear away with his thumb, keeping his hand on Harry's cheek, the Alpha leaning into his touch. Slowly, Harry raised a hand and took Louis', holding it gently and rubbing his thumb in circles across the back of his hand.

"Okay, enough of the love fest, I have other appointments today," the doctor sighed, turning back to walk into his office.

Harry couldn't help chuckling, shaking his head, while Louis smirked, loving the cheekiness of the doctor when talking to the Alpha.

Harry stood and wrapped his arm around Louis' waist, pulling him snugly into his side, leading him into the doctor's office.

What's wrong with Louis? Hm, I wonder...

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