I woke up to the sound of the boys shouting.
"Seriously Lou? You needed to start a fight?" A voice says which I couldn't identify due to my waking.
"That asshole was touching my girl!" Louis, I'm assuming, shouts back.
My eyes slowly opened. I woke to the sight of Chloe on me. I smiled at how cute she looks while sleeping.
"El was fine. He had his hand on her back just to say excuse me. You need to calm down." Liam spoke.
I heard the muffled voices of the others outside the door and slowly enter the house. I closed my eyes and tried to fall sleep again.
"Ya buddy!" Niall shouts.
"Niall, shut the hell up. Harry an Chlo are sleeping!" Liam speaks again.
Liam's such a father.
"Aww look how cute they look." Zayn mummers.
I feel the boys walk around the couch surrounding us.
"This is so going on twitter. It's literally adorable." Niall slurs.
A bright lite shun through my eyelids, Chloe stirred in her seat.
"They're waking up! Run!" Louis shouted.
I moved Chloe off of me quickly and jumped up chasing the boys. They screamed not expecting me to be awake.
"Holy crap!" Niall screams laughing.
I jumped onto Niall's back causing him to shriek and fall.
"Harry, I had no idea you were awake. I shit my pants." He says laughing again.
The other boys were around us laughing.
"So Harry, you and Chloe do anything special?" Louis winked.
"No. We watched a movie and fell sleep."
"No action?" He says smirking.
"Lou, she's already pregnant." I scoffed.
"You're rude when you're tired."
"Shut up and go to sleep." I told him walking to the family room to get Chloe.
"Chloe, babe," I shook her slightly.
"Mmm" she grunted.
"Lets go to bed. Come on."
Chloe stirred.
"Come on." I said again.
The boys have already gone to bed in the time I tried to get Chloe off the couch.
"Ok you're not getting up. I'll carry you." I put one arm under her legs and the other behind her neck and brought her to our bed.
"Harry," her gentle voice spoke.
"Ya?"
"I love you."
"I love you too. Go to sleep now."
"Ok."
*morning*
Chloe's POV
I felt a turn in my stomach and my eyes opened right away. I ran to the bathroom quickly and lifted up the toilet seat. I gagged and soon I felt my insides come up.
Morning sickness.
"Chloe, you okay?" Harry spoke.
I couldn't answer, the puke wouldn't stop. He ran to me pulling my hair back preventing it from getting dirty.

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Mr.Styles, It's Not Good
Fanfic*was a short Instagram fanfiction* *written a while ago.. probably the oldest things the boys used to say and do written* *apologies for this madness*