Treat You Better || H.S. mpreg

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"It's completely normal to talk to your baby. My mum used to talk to me and look at the way I turned out. I'm pretty perfect so don't stop on my account," Ariana smirked at Harry. Brendon and the boys were doing inteviews for promotion for their new album Pray for the Wicked so Brendon had insisted someone come and stay with Harry. Even though Harry had assured him he'd be fine on his own with Darcy, he wouldn't take no for an answer. So Harry invited all of his friends over, but only Ariana could make it.

"I just miss Brendon, and I find it easier to talk to bump than anyone else. God I'm that boyfriend. The boyfriend that misses his boyfriend when they aren't together for five minutes," Harry sighed and plopped down on the couch.

"Hey, don't fret. You're having a baby together of course your going to miss him, plus I heard that when you're pregnant, all of your senses and feelings are hightened so you'll still miss him but not as much as you do right now," she licked the nutella off of the spoon she had then dipped it back into the jar.

"You know what would be good right now. Pickles, peanut butter and nutella," Harry's mouth started to water. "Ari, can you go get me the pickles, peanut butter and an extra spoon?" Harry gave her his best puppy dog eyes.

"You're so fucking glad you pregnant and cute," she growled but Harry heard her laughing on her walk to the kitchen.

"Daddy and I love you so so much, pumpkin. I'm going to make him sing to us tonight. Are you excited?" Harry whispered and then felt a fluttering sensation in his belly. Harry was confused for a moment and then all clicked.

"Ariana! Fucking hell Ariana!" Harry screamed frantically.

"What the fuck is happening! Is the baby coming!?" She screamed as she ran back into the room dialling her phone.

"What the hell are you doing? The baby moved!" Harry screamed happily and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"You had me panicking. I was about to call Brendon and freak out. Did he kick or just move?" Harry couldn't stop the smile getting bigger on his face.

"It was a flutter so I think she just moved, I couldn't physically feel him kick. Brendon's going to beat himself up when he finds out," Harry sighed.

"What's going to happen when who finds what out?" Brendon asked from behind Ariana where he had just appeared, with the boys behind him. He had clearly only caught the end of the conversation.

"The baby just moved," Harry smiled and he rushed over to sit beside him on the sofa.

"I can't believe I missed it. I'm a shit person," Harry shook his head.

"Hey, you can't be with me every single minute of every day. You have a job. And you are not a shit person. You're the most caring, loving person I know. Don't put yourself down. You wouldn't have felt it anyway, it was literally a flutter inside me. It wasn't even a kick," he smiled softly at Harry.

"Thank you for your kind words Mr. Styles," Harry nodded and kissed his nose.

"My pleasure Mr. Urie," His smile widened on his face.

"Are you guys staying for dinner? I'm making my famous Bacon Mac and Cheese," they all nodded, eyes wide like little kids in a sweet store.

Harry nodded and stood up to make his way into the kitchen. "I'll go start prepping."

"I'll help, you need to relax," Brendon was super paranoid about Harry doing anything.

"You can help, but I'm the head chef I will have you know." Brendon laughed.

"As always babe."