Larry one shots

Im having your baby (its none of your business)

Writers block sucks ik this is short I'm writing smth else so like for the time being here u go

"Harry's pregnant!" A drunk Louis yelled as the couple stumbled into their booth, with one hand on Harry's belly next to Harry's own, and an arm around his waist.

"I'm pregnant!" Harry yelled excitedly, both of them giggling like five year olds. Niall got up and cheered loudly, congratulating the drunk couple and pressing a sloppy kiss to Harry's cheek.

"That's not even possi-" Liam started but was cut off by Louis.

"I'm gonna be a father!"

"I'm gonna be a mother!"

"I'm gonna be an uncle!"

The three of them cheered again, attracting attention from some of the people at the bar.

Liam groaned into his hands. He was the only one who still had a sense of what he was doing.

The other three were completely wasted. Gone. No sense left. Drunk as fuck. Shitfaced.

"It's gonna be a boy." Louis spoke, hand rubbing Harry's belly as he stared fondly down at the non existent baby bump which is supposed to contain the non existent baby.

"NO! ITS A GIRL!" Harry screamed and they cowered away from him.

"I can feel it." He whispered, glancing dramatically in the direction of a woman vomiting.

Then they started giggling again.

Liam wanted to cry. This was embarrassing.

But it could also be entertaining.

So he decided to have a little fun with it.

"How do you know that?" He asked with a grin.

"Mother's intuition." Harry socffed, as if it was the most obvious thing.

"MY BABYS HAVING MY BABY!" Louis yelled and Liam laughed a little, watching niall freak out and Harry get flustered at thag was actually really funny.

That attracted the attention of a few drunk people at the club, and they in turn congratulated Harry and Louis.

Liam was the only person in the whole fucking club who had a sense of what he was doing.

"LET'S DECIDE NAMES!" Niall yelled, harry and Louis nodding and laughing. Louis kept his hand pressed to Harry's belly, claiming that he was 'protecting' the baby; Harry blushed. He actually fucking blushed.

"Okay if it's a boy-" Louis started,

"It is a girl. That's it." Harry said sternly, glaring at Louis.

"Alright fine. Its a girl. Now, names." He grumbled and Harry smiled, his dimples popping out.

Liam shook his head.

"What about David?" Niall asked, looking around for someone to back him up.

"Ew niall, no. She's not an accountant in his 40s." Harry grimaced and niall pouted.

"But his name would've been David ever since he was born. So that name is applicable to people of all ages right. Cos I don't think he would've just changed his name to David when he turned 40." Louis argued, looking very serious.

"Look. Close your eyes and-"

"How can I look with my eyes closed?"

"Just close your eyes. What comes into your mind when you think about the name 'David'? It's a man who works more than he breathes, right?"