-Harry's Point of View-
"No. No I'm not." I told them sternly.
"Harry, it's written in black and white. You can see it-"
"No. I'm a boy." I said harshly. Louis was frozen. He didn't move, or speak.
"Harry that's a baby-"
"NO ITS NOT WHAT DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND!" I shouted. I felt Louis' hand on my arm.
"Shh. Hazza. Calm down love." He cooed.
"HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO CALM DOWN!" I screamed at him. He flinched and took his hand off my arm. His blue eyes filled up with hurt. He took one look at the Doctor and I and left, pushing his chair over in the process.
"Would you like me to leave?" The Doctor asked. I nodded my head on the verge of tears. The Doctor obeyed my command and left. When I was alone, I started crying. I had yelled at Louis. I made him upset. The Doctor probably hates me. And I have this thing inside me. I continued to choke up. Until I had fallen asleep.
-Louis' Point of View-
I decided to go back into Harry's room. I just had to blow of a bit of steam. I knew this wasn't easy for him, it wasn't any easier for me. For one, nobody has any clue why they think this happened. I went in his room to find him thrashing about in his sleep. Mumbling things.
"No. Louis. No. Don't leave!" His curls stuck to his sweaty forehead and flush face.
"Harry, wake up." He was still asleep. "Harry, wake up!" I said a bit louder. I put my hands on his shoulders.
"NO LOUIS!" He screamed in his sleep.
"Harry wake up!" I shouted shaking him back and forth. His eyes bolted open. His bottom lip trembled.
"Louis. I-" I hugged the shaking boy tightly.
"No. It's just a dream baby. Just a nightmare. You're gonna be alright." I whispered grabbing his sweating hands.
"Louis? Are you gonna leave me?" He looked up at me with big broken eyes. Bloodshot with tears streaming down his cheeks.
"No, why would you even think that?" I asked putting his curls back into place.
"I don't like this. I'm weird. And you deserve better than someone who-" I crashed my lips to his. They moved in sync, I didn't even care Harry was slick with perspiration.
"No. Never say that. I love you for you. And I will not leave you. Never repeat that again." He nodded and I kissed his lips.
We sat there waiting for further information about Harry. We had spent the night again, no tests. But Harry slept with me in that tiny hospital bed. Demanding he wouldn't shut his eyes until I was in the bed with him. I gave in, he needed rest, and so did I. Now we were just waiting. For just something. Harry pregnant just doesn't sound right, although I wouldn't mind having a family with Harry. I wouldn't mind having a baby boy or girl with him. But we would adopt. Or surrogate or something. Just... He couldn't be. His mum returned later on and the doctor came too, as Harry was asleep. Requesting to only speak to the two of us.
"So Mrs. Cox.... We have a question to ask you." She nodded folding her arms across her body. "Harry's medical records say that as a baby, he was given the Estrogenisis shot."
"Yes. They said it would be good for Harry's sake."
"Well, at the time, we used it to prevent disease. And sickness that show up in girls and can be transmitted to boys." We both nodded. "Anyways, the shot contains mass amounts of estrogen. Which as I'm sure you know is the female hormone." We listened closely "Basically, we researched Harry's file and got in contact with his childhood physician. We saw his injection was given to his stomach at around age 4."
"That's correct yes."
"Well... At the time. The shots were only given to 100 healthy boys under the age of 10. The shot has known to be rejected by over 85% of the boys. Harry's was not rejected. His body excepted it."
"What are you trying to tell to tell us Dr.Smith?" His mum asked.
"Harry's body produced a cervix... Ovaries... A full female reproductive system... Inside of him over the course of his life." My mouth dropped open.
"Oh God." Anne mumbled.
"Well, He is pregnant. We have looked into it and there was 7 others whom didn't reject it who have been pregnant. Or have miscarried." My face paled.
"Miscarried? How many?" I asked with a shaky voice.
"5 of the 7."
"So Harry could miscarry? Very easily?" The Doctor sighed and nodded.
Breathe.
Louis Breathe.
It'll be okay. Harry and the baby will be fine.
But Louis, it's your baby. It's your son or daughter. You and Harry made a baby. Now he's pregnant. And he's a boy. And a boy who's pregnant isn't safe. It's dangerous.
"What else could happen?" I asked nervously.
"He could, as crazy as it sounds, menstruate. Very unlikely though. He has intensified stomach pain. He other than that, it's normal pregnancy symptoms. Has Harry gotten sick?"
"I- he told me he got sick when I left the other day. I think he got sick twice a week ago. I just thought it was a bug and told him he should stay home. He's been a bit moody. Crying a lot. But he was usually fine afterwards. He said he " I confessed. The Doctor nodded.
"Alright well, I just thought I'd let you both know. Harry can go home soon. But keep an I on him. We'll have him in for a scan in two weeks. Then when he's 20 weeks. 25, 30, so on and so forth." I smiled that he would be coming home.
"Does he have to come in more than most women?" Anne asked
"No, but we will have to have him in for the whole day. Just until we figure all the kinks out." We both nodded, thanked the doctor, and went back to Harry's room after the long conversation.
"Louis, shh look." Anne stopped me. We looked through the window and Harry was smiling at his stomach drawing at it over the gown with his fingers. "You know if I didn't know any better, I'd think he's enjoying himself."
"If I recall him nearly hitting the Doctor because they told him he had a cervix, that was quite an interesting moment. But I think he'll be fine."
"You'll be great parents." She smiled putting her hand on my back.
"Don't get me excited. I can't handle excited Louis. Neither can Harry."
"Whatever you say honey."
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I really don't like this chapter to be honest. I just don't. It doesn't seem right I don't know.
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Alternative Parents *Larry Stylinson* -MPREG- (Completed) -Book 2-
Fanfic"It hurts." That's All Harry identified his stomach pain as. Why he didn't want to sleep with Louis anymore. He was afraid very afraid. Afraid something was desperately wrong with him. But when Louis is called to the emergency room by a scared Harry...
