"Brendon!" Harry shouted and heard a clutter downstairs before running.
"What happened? Is everything ok? I was just making you breakf- Holy crap when did it get so big!" He said and Harry chuckled.
"I'm 15 weeks so pumpkin's about the size of an apple. A big apple," he laughed and came over to rub his belly.
"Can you still disguise it for when you go out and don't want to be noticed?" Harry looked at him.
"How can I disguise this? God I'm gonna get so fat. I'm only 15 weeks. I still 23-26 weeks left," Harry huffed and rubbed the ever growing bump. "I swear it tripled in size overnight."
"But it's all going to be worth it. Because in the end of all of this. We'll have a baby," Harry nodded bending down to kiss him while he sat on the bed.
"Let's take a picture for my 15 week picture, I'm going to shower and get ready then we can take one," nodding he retreated back downstairs to leave Harry to get ready.
He was cooking some bacon when he turned around to see Harry in jeans and a grey stripy jumper.
"I've never seen those jeans before," Brendon sighed.
"Because the only clothes I have that fit me are leggings. These are maternity jeans that Sophia bought me," he smiled.
"We really are having a baby."
"We are having a baby Urie."
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Treat You Better || H.S. mpreg
FanfictionHarold Edward Styles, or Harry as everyone knows him is a single mother to a baby girl by the name of Darcy Anne Styles. She is Harry's pride and joy. She is Harry's main priority since Harry's ex left him when he was pregnant with her. Will Harry e...
