Parallel Universes 2

Prologue

This one's for you JustCallMeMiniAce ♥️

It was totally unexpected!

Louis had felt under the weather for a while and took a pregnancy test to be able to rule that out. He stared at the test in his hand. It was positive! Shit!

They hadn't planned on having any more children. Three was more than enough, and to be honest, he was happy to leave the diaper change and awake nights behind him. Darcy was nine years old and the twins Tancred and Tristan were seven years old. He and Harry finally had some time for each other and they lived a comfortable life, a happy life.

He cradled his stomach and looked at himself in the mirror. He turned to the side to see his profile. A baby? He had finally reached his ideal weight. Two pregnancies had taken their toll on him.

Then he smiled, remembering all those wonderful moments with a baby. All the first times. First time they smiled. First time they sat up. First time they said Daddy. A baby! He had to tell Harry immediately.

He found him in the kitchen making lunch. His stomach still turned into butterflies every time he laid eyes on him. His wonderful, beautiful husband who literally gave up a whole different world for him. That was crazy to even think about!

He walked up and wrapped his arms around him from the back and kissed his shoulder. Harry immediately put a hand over his and squeezed them.
"I'm making your favorite. I'm hoping you'll get your appetite back."

"Thanks, love." Louis smiled.

The kids came running into the kitchen so Louis decided to wait a bit. He wanted to tell Harry in private. He was still early into the pregnancy. A lot could happen.

He took a seat and Harry put a plate with a burrito in front of him. He grabbed it and took a big bite while Harry made sure that the kids were fed as well before he sat down. Louis chewed and nodded his head in appreciation and grinned at Harry before he took a second bite of the burrito.

Suddenly his stomach twisted and he stopped chewing. He stared at Harry who looked concerned.
"Something wrong with the food?"

Louis grew pale and then he rushed out of the kitchen to the bathroom to throw up. Harry came into the bathroom. He rubbed Louis' back while he puked his guts out.

When he was done Louis went to rinse his mouth and brush his teeth.
"What's going on?" Harry asked.

Louis could see how worried he was.
"I'm pregnant."

Harry looked shocked for a second then he broke out in a happy smile.
"Yeah?"

Louis opened a drawer and picked up the test and handed it over. Harry stared at it in awe.
"Another baby? That's incredible! Wait, how do you feel about it? Wanna keep it? That's your decision. I support you no matter what."

"I wanna keep it but can we handle another baby? We're not exactly the youngsters we used to be." Louis replied.

Harry smiled and cupped his cheeks with both hands and kissed him.
"You're 36, Louis. It's time for a nursing home just yet."

"True. So... Are we having this baby?" Louis asked.

"Yes!" Harry grinned and hugged him.