We're So Golden

1.

"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Louis, Happy Birthday to you!" Harry, Lottie, Daisy, Phoebe, Mark, Ernest, and Doris all sing in the calmly lit dining room. The night sky trying to invade the light as Harry places a kiss to Louis' temple, placing the lavender colored cake down in the middle of the table. "Happy birthday, darling." Harry whispers into Louis' ear, holding his shoulder with his left hand.

The family cuts into the cake, Harry sitting back and letting everyone get a good slice, glancing at the clock. Half past six. "Now, Ernie, Dor, we can't have big slices, it's getting late." Lottie says, causing the two little ones to pout. "So... I have some news, well, Lewis and I have some news." Lottie says, the dimly lit room adding to the calm atmosphere, the little ones already tucked in and asleep, everyone gathered in the living room, enjoying Louis' birthday.

Louis is cuddled on Harry's lap, feeling a light buzz from the alcohol and the feeling of being surrounded by family. Lottie glances at Lewis, nerves lacing her whole being. She grabs his hand in hers and Louis starts getting nervous. "If you two are getting married, I'm going on tour, you gotta schedule around me, fuckers." Louis says, causing the tension to dissipate. Everybody laughs quietly at his comment, but Lottie shakes her head, placing a little box in everybody's lap.

"Well... Harry and Louis, Daisy and Phoebe.. and Dad, if you want to open your boxes, but don't react until everyone has opened their box." Lottie says, watching everybody start opening their box. Harry and Louis open theirs first, Harry takes out the little card, Louis doing the same.

Dear Harry,
You have been the best addition to our family... until now.
You are amazing with Doris and Earnest, and I have no doubt that you will be amazing with my children.
So, will you be the most amazing uncle to our peanut?
Love, Lottie, Lewis, and Peanut.

Harry shoot his eyes up, but doesn't react any other way.

Dear Louis,
I have looked up to you my entire life, you are the best older brother anybody could ask for.
You raised the twins, you took care of me, and now, you will be an amazing uncle.
I mean, you already are an uncle to Theo and to Bear, but now you will be an uncle to our nugget.
Love, Lottie, Lewis, and nugget.

Louis' eyes widen as the others finish their cards and they all look over at the couple cozy on the couch. Phoebe and Daisy have tears in their eyes and Mark's jaw is dropped, Harry and Louis keep rereading the cards. "You're pregnant?!" Louis quietly shouts, keeping in mind the two little ones asleep upstairs.

Lottie just smiles and nods, and Louis gets up, competing with the rest of his family to get to her stomach. The twins get to her first, but that doesn't stop Louis. He asks her to get up, and she complies, Harry watching from the other couch as he lifts up her hoodie, with her permission and leans down, admiring her bump.

Harry watches as Louis' eyes glaze over and the twins give him some space, he places his hands on each side of her stomach, before retracting one and covering his mouth, standing back up and looking down at her. He tightly hugs her, no words spoken, yet so many were said. Harry feels the high emotions, and he knows they have a special connection.

"I can't believe Lottie's pregnant." Louis says as they get ready for bed, Harry looks at him, smiling widely. "She's going to be an amazing mother, Lou." Harry says reassuringly. "I don't doubt it. I'm just in shock, that's all. I can't believe it." Louis says, walking into the bathroom.

"I can't believe I'm thirty..." Louis says, sinking into Harry's chest as they listen to Louis' family mingle with Harry's family and Niall and Liam, downstairs. They let he and Louis go upstairs after they all hung out with the family, drinking a little bit when the kids went to bed, with excited thoughts of Christmas morning the next day.