Help me. | l.s. (mpreg) [Book 1]

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"Lou, how should I address you in front of her?" Harry asked anxiously as him and Louis were driving to the house Louis had recently bought. Louis glanced over at him and smiled.

"However you want." He said casually.

"So I don't have to call you Mr. Tomlinson?" Harry checked. Louis laughed.

"No, you don't have to."

"Does she know you're gay?" Harry asked further. He was terribly nervous, he didn't like meeting strangers and what made it worse was that he didn't know how to act in front of other people when he was with Louis because they still weren't official.

"No, and it's none of her business anyway." Louis said shortly.

"O-okay." Harry mumbled.

"It's going to be fine, baby." Louis grabbed his hand and kissed it before letting go of it again. They arrived at a fairly big house where a silver Mercedes was standing in the driveway. Louis parked his car behind it and got out. Harry followed shortly after, but his hands were trembling with nerves. He followed Louis into the house anxiously.

"Emily!" Louis shouted into the house. He stepped further inside and a few seconds later a woman appeared in the doorway smiling, but when she took sight of Harry she frowned in surprise.

The first thing Harry noticed was that she was small, about one meter fifty at least. Her figure was petite and she had a striking face. Her long dark brown hair were falling down her shoulders in perfect shaped waves. Her make up was light, but the dark red lipstick made a perfect contrast, but what stood out most were her light green eyes and even from the distance Harry could make out the tiny bit of yellow in it. She was wearing a light pink blouse with a grey checkered pencil skirt and black high heels. She was beautiful, Harry couldn't deny it and a strange feeling in his guts erupted when he thought about Louis spending a lot of time with her.

"Hi, Mr. Tomlinson. Who's that?" She gestured to Harry.

"This is Harry, he will take the pictures for the houses and stuff from now on." Louis said casually.

"Oh, I see. Hi, I'm Emily, nice to meet you." Her smile was back and she stepped in front of Harry and extended her hand out for him. He took it slowly and they shook hands.

"N-nice to m-meet you too." Harry stuttered with red cheeks. Louis chuckled.

"Alright, what do we have here?" He asked as he looked around the house.

They started to walk through the house and Harry was trailing behind, not knowing what else to do as Louis and Emily talked about possible changes they had to do and some facts about the house. Harry felt like a third wheel to say at least and he was slowly getting annoyed because Louis didn't note him at all. He was only talking to Emily the whole time and it didn't sit right with Harry.

After about half an hour Louis turned to Harry. "You can start taking pictures of the rooms upstairs. Emily and I have to take care of a few other things." He said casually.

"Okay." Harry said quietly and left the two alone. He was boiling with jealousy and he definitely wasn't content with leaving them alone, he pushed back the thought that they were alone plenty of times because when he thought about it he would freak out. Instead he thought about what Louis and him were doing this morning and a smug smile grew on his face. He was the one who had Louis and not Emily. But what if Louis also had a thing going on with her? No he wouldn't do that, right? His smile was washed from his face in an instant and his frown was back as he stepped into the first room. He sighed deeply as he got to work, but even when he did what he loved his mood didn't rise.