Rather Be - Larry Stylinson mpreg

Birthday/Date

Harry sighs sadly, tapping his fingers against the table, waiting for Louis to get home from practice.

Buzz, buzz

Harry quickly grabs his phone.

1 new message

Lou❤️: I'm sorry I'm not home yet baby. We're almost finished up. I'm sorry I missed dinner I'll make it up too you

Lou❤️: can you come pick me up? Then we can head out to dinner?

Harry wipes a tear from his cheek, feeling like Louis doesn't care much. But he knows Louis cares, he's just emotional.

Harry clicks on the text box to reply to Louis.

Harry: sure, I'm not really hungry anymore though.

Lou❤️: I'm sorry baby, I'll make it up to you, I promise. we'll celebrate tomorrow

Harry: it's okay, Lou. You had practice

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Louis sighs, feeling terrible but then it won't be a surprise if he tells Harry about the party.

Louis: practice isn't nearly as important as you. you know that babe, I love you

Haz❤️👬: I know, I love you too (:

Louis smiles, sliding his phone back into his back pocket.

"Everything good with Harry?" Zayn asks, patting Louis' back.

"He's a bit upset I'm not there but hopefully the surprise makes up for it." Louis replies. "You're all done setting up?"

Zayn nods. "Yup, everything's in place. Whenever ya ready."

"Thanks, mate. For everything." Louis thanks Zayn.

"You can always count on me, alright?"

Louis smiles. "Yeah...I'll um meet you all inside in a few minutes."

"Mhm, don't take to long out here." Zayn winks. "But if you need some time, I'll stall."

"Idiot." Louis laughs. "Get inside."

"Alright, lover boy!"

Louis rolls his eyes, waiting for Harry. A few minutes later, Harry's car is pulling up. Louis opens the car door, getting inside the car.

"Hi, love." Louis greets, leaning over to kiss Harry. When he does so, he turns off the car engine.

"Why'd you turn the car off?" Harry asks, turning it back on.

"Are you mad?" Louis asks softly.

"No," Harry mumbles. "A little, okay? I know I don't have a reason to be but-"

"You have every right to be angry at me, H. It's okay."

"But I'm not angry, I just feel angry but I'm not...I dunno how to explain it..." Harry sighs.

Louis turns off the car. "Talk to me, what's wrong?"

"Nothing...This has just been a shitty birthday. I woke up feeling naseous and I spent the better half of my morning with my head stuck in the toilet, my chest hurts, my back hurts and I still feel naseous." Harry explains. "And my own mum didn't even call to wish me a good day or even send me a text..."

Louis takes his hand, kissing the top. "'M sorry you had a shit birthday...I'll make it up to you, I swear." Louis murmurs softly.

Harry smiles softly, going into kiss Louis. "Thanks for putting up with me."