Somebody's Child

~ N I N E ~

We sat there, frozen in shock- I don't know how long we were there for, but we were both couldn't say anything. "Not P-Pregnant. Thank God." Harry eventually said as he sighed in relief. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and hugged him tightly.

Of course, I wanted to have babies with Harry one day. To start our own family, watch them grow up and protect them from the outside world, but not right now. Not until we escaped this place and made sure we couldn't be found. Harry was hunched over in my arms crying. I was not sure if they were tears of relief or sadness, so I held him there and rubbed his back until he calmed down.

It was coming up to 3am and Harry had fallen asleep in my arms on the floor. I stood up gently and held him tightly as I made my wat over to the bed again. I placed him down and covered his fragile body before laying next to him. I wrapped my arm around his torso and pulled him close to me.

"If you're not pregnant love, what is making you sick?" I asked nobody but the darkness that filled the room. I removed the curls from his face and started lightly running my fingertips over his face, knowing he loved that feeling. but he was asleep.

I sighed as I closed my eyes, waiting to hear the frantic screaming that Harry would soon expose everyone to.

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7am. 7 am is when I was awoken by Harry's screaming. I wiped the sweat off my forehead from the intense dream that I was pulled out of. I was glad to be awoken up, but not glad that it was Harry screaming again.

I turned over to face him, wrapping him tightly in my arms. "Harry love, shh its okay. I got you." I repeated over and over again. He woke up suddenly, accidently hitting me in the face. I closed my eyes tightly for a split second.

"Oh my god, did I do that?" Harry asked looking at me. "Its alright love, just a little hit, nothing I haven't had done to me before-" He covered him mouth as he looked at me. "Your nose is bleeding." I brought my thumb to my nostril and looked to see that there was indeed blood coming from my nose.

"I'm so sorry Lou. If these nightmares would just-" I cut him off by gently quickly attaching my lips to his. Pulling his body onto mine and kissing him passionately. "Love, its alright. I promise." I mumbled against his lips.

We were interrupted by the warning bell for breakfast, and I groaned. "Stupid bell. I wanted to have something else for breakfast." I smirked. Harry being the innocent little puppy he is was clueless as at what I meant. He looked at me confused before asking "What?".

I traced my lips up his cheeks to his hear before whispering "You." I bit down on his earlobe slightly and he moaned loudly. "S-shit Lou" he whispered as his eyes shut and blush creeped up on his cheeks.

I pulled away with a smirk. "Sorry love its breakfast time. Don't want to get you punished." I said. He groaned as he stood up, putting on his housecoat to hide the problem I had just created.

Breakfast went sort of well. Dean and Zayn surprisingly minded their own business, which was a first, but halfway through Harry started vomiting again. I helped him over to the washroom where he finished, and I helped him get cleaned up.

"I'm getting worried love. You can hardly keep food down; you throw up randomly and your temperature is not normal. I think if after tonight's session, if you're not feeling well then, I need to take you to the nurse. You only have 2 clients tonight and I will make sure they go easy on you."

"Promise?"

"I Promise love. Now let's get you back to the room to rest for tonight yeah?" I asked and he nodded. I picked him up and carried him back to the room. He told me that his stomach was hurting so I told him to try to sleep and hopefully it would make him feel better.

He hugged his little green bear as he drifted off to sleep. I went to my desk and went over my plan a few more times. At the end of the week, we will be out of here. Starting our own family and living life how we want it.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when Harry sat up suddenly and started puking again. Something was definitely wrong with him, and he needed medical attention. I left him there as I walked down and barged into Jeff's office in the middle of a meeting.

"Harry needs medical attention. He needs to go to the hospital. He wont stop throwing up and he has a 5th grade fever. Please Jeff. If you don't believe me look." I pulled up my phone to show him Harry there vomiting all over the place from my wireless video surveillance camera I put in there.

Jeff sighed. "Fine take him. He better be well by tonight because even if he isn't, he's still working." I thanked him before running back to my Haz. "Okay love, I'm going to get you some real help. It will be okay. I promise." I said kissing him and picking him up, along with his teddy bear.

He placed his head in my neck and closed his eyes, holding his stomach and the bear. He didn't talk or move much, and I placed him in the backseat of my car when I got there. Wrapping my Hazza in a blanket and putting a pillow under his head again. I kissed his forehead before getting into the driver's seat and speeding off towards the hospital.

Once there, I rushed him inside and they took him back immediately as he started vomiting again, this time it as accompanied by blood. They were in the process of trying to put an IV in him when he lost it. "No! No! Louis please no! I don't want it! Please! Don't let them hurt me, Louis!" he cried harshly as he wailed his body all over the place.

"Shhh love it will help you, I promise." I cooed as I played with his hair, calming him down a bit. The doctors gave him some muscle relaxers and that made him slowly pass out so they could take blood and run some tests.

I sat there, watching Harry sleep peacefully for the next 3 hours while the doctors ran their tests. Harry started waking up and I rubbed him arm to keep him relaxed. "L-Lou?" He asked as he opened his eyes. "Yes love, its me. How do you feel?" I asked him.

The doctors put him on saline to help hydrate him up more. "B-better" he said softly. I leaned over and kissed his head as I smiled. "They are running some tests love so we should know soon what is wrong with you. Can I cuddle with you until then?" He nodded as he slowly scootched over to let me in.

I moved all of the cords out of the way so I wouldn't accidently rip the needle out of him and climbed up beside him. I pulled him into my chest and started singing to him while I played with his long curls. We stayed there in silence for a while before the doctor came walking back in.

"Hi Harry, I'm doctor Solone and I have been the one taking care of you." He said sitting on the stool. "How are you feeling?" he added. "I-I'm good." Harry stuttered and I rubbed his back gently again, letting him know it was okay.

"I have good news and some not so good news for you Harry. Which would you like first?" He asked and Harry looked at me, panicking. "bad news first." I said holding Harry tightly. "You have a UTI and that's what has been making you dehydrated. So I will give you some antibiotics to help with that." He said scribbling down on a tiny notepad.

"W-what about the good news?" Harry stuttered nervously watching the doctor write. "Ah yes." He reached into his pocket and handed us a paper with text results. "I-I'm sorry doctor, I don't know- what these results mean." He said looking down.

He gave us a warm smile as he placed his hand on Louis' shoulder. "It means that you're pregnant Harry. Congratulations"