Psychotic. ||L.S *UNDER CONSTRUCTION*

Twenty four.

"There they are!" The doctor said as he pointed at the screen, I looked at Harry and then back at the screen. "I'm sorry, I think I misheard you." I said with a chuckle, "No you heard me correct, those are two little ones." He said with a smile plastered on his face, "Now, we can't tell the gender yet, but those are definitely two fetus's." The doctor said as he grabbed a towel, I looked over at Harry who was smiling, "Two of them Louis!" He said happily. I smiled back at him, grabbing his hand and squeezing it lightly. The doctor wiped the jelly off my stomach, "Well congratulations you two." Harry and I said thank you in unison. "Now I would prefer I see you at least every month, this is the rarest pregnancy I have ever seen, so we need to make sure everything goes well." The doctor told me, "Alright, Thank you Mr. Grayson." I said, standing up and pulling my shirt down. As Harry and I made our way out of the building, Harry quickly stood in front of me, "We have to chose some names!" He said grabbing both my hands and jumping slightly, he was so excited. I have yet to feel any of this excitement, all I felt was fear and hopelessness. "When we get home, Harry." I said, giving him half a smile. "Are you not excited, darling?" Harry asked me before getting into the car, "I don't know Harry, I'm more afraid than anything else right now." I reply to him, now getting into the car. "How come you're afraid?" He asks me, as he is now in the car putting his seat belt on. "Harry, I'm a guy whose pregnant, what if this pregnancy kills me? Have you seen Twilight!? Bella almost died having a vampire baby... that shit could happen to me too, all it takes is TWO DEMON BABIES HARRY." I said the last part loudly, "I will do everything in my power to keep you alive, no matter what." Harry said, cupping my cheeks, kissing me gently. "Anything." I let out a sigh of relief, "Maybe I just need to have a positive state of mind about this." I said as I looked out of the window, "Louis, it's still early, once they're more developed and you can feel them you may feel differently." Harry told me, squeezing my thigh gently. We finally made it home, we walk inside to see Niall sitting on Zayn's lap, "Zayn I want a baby..." He said quietly against his chest. "It won't happen." Zayn said back quietly, "Hello." Harry said quietly, closing the door behind us. I look at them sad, and walk into the bedroom, "Harry! NAMES!" I yell as I fall onto the bed, pulling the laptop onto my lap and looking up baby names, Harry sits next to me. "Louis, a name I had always wanted to use was Damien." I like that name, I said with a smile. I wrote the name down and looked online for more, "I like the name here, Lilith... if it's a girl." I said quietly writing it down next to the name Damien. "And the boy name... Lucius." I added on, jotting it down on the paper. "For another girl name, I like Saint." Harry says which causes me to laugh, "Saint? For a little demon baby?" I said, still laughing. "I think it would be funny, her name would give her a innocent and holy look to her, but when people get to know her they would find out she's the daughter of a demon." Harry said with a chuckle, and I shrugged with a smile writing the name down. "Zayn! Niall!" I wish we could call Harry's mum too, but she's at work unfortunately. The two walk in, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at us. "We have names!" Harry said clapping his hands together, "We're thinking for boys it'll be Damien and Lucius, and for girls it'll be Lilith and Saint." I tell them with a wide smile, "Saint?" Niall asks with a chuckle, "I laughed too." I said to Niall. "May I talk to you and Harry privately?" Zayn said, I looked at Niall, who looked at me confused before walking out. "Niall really wants a baby, should I surprise him with adoption papers to fill out?" Zayn asked up, Harry and I looked at each other and then at Zayn, nodding and smiling. "Yes! That's so cute!" I said, "I agree, he'd be so happy." Harry said. All I could think to my self, we're on the run with a murderer and we're adding three babies to this equation, fuck.