All As It Changes (Larry Stylinson {Mpreg}) *Sequel Included

Chapter 2

Chapter 2-

Louis blinked. 

What?

"I-I'm sorry, could you repeat that?"

"You're pregnant," Dr. Burton sighed with a nod. 

"No. I can't be. It's impossible." He hopped off of the examination table, pacing around the tiny room. "Where are the cameras? This is a joke, right? I'm being pranked?"

She shook her head. "This isn't a joke, Louis. I'm being honest with you. You are in fact pregnant."

She sighed before continuing. "Have you been sexually active lately?"

Louis stopped pacing and mumbling to himself to look at her. 

"Obviously if I'm apparently pregnant! I mean...how is this even possible? For me-a guy-to get pregnant?"

"It's the obvious answer. You have a womb."

"A womb...I'm half woman. That's just great. What now? Am I gonna sprout boobs?"

With a small laugh, Dr. Burton shook her head. "No. It's incredibly unlikely."

"Thank God," he breathed. 

"Though leaking may occur."

That caused Louis to groan. 

The room was quiet for a few minutes before Louis spoke up once more.

"Can you get my mum?"

Dr. Burton nodded and gave him a small smile before exiting the room.

Louis sat alone once again, but this time he knew what was wrong. He was pregnant. Louis Tomlinson, an eighteen year old boy was pregnant. He took biology, he understood it. Things like this didn't happen. Of course now, he was a mutant. 

The worst part about it was that he didn't know who-

And then it hit him. 

The party. Who had he gone with? Harry. Who had he gotten drunk with? Harry. Who's lips were attached to his? Harry's. Who had he gone back to his house with? Harry. Who had he hooked up with? Harry.

Harry. Harry. Harry.

Harry was the father of his baby. Louis' best friend. How was he supposed to tell him?

"I've just ruined our lives," Louis said to himself.

At those words, Louis broke down crying. He and Harry were seniors and heading off to college at the end of the summer. How were they supposed to handle a baby? Well, if Harry didn't want any part of it, he didn't have to help. But Louis wasn't getting rid of the baby. He would raise it. He wanted to. It was his, after all.

The door opened and Louis quickly wiped his eyes. When he saw his mum's face, it was etched with worry. Dr. Burton had told her. It was obvious. 

"Oh, Louis..." Jay rushed over and hugged him. Louis, not knowing what else to do, cried into her shoulder.

"I'm sorry," he choked. "I didn't know..."

"Shh, Boo." She ran a hand through his feathery light brown hair. "It's alright. I'm gonna help you. Ok? I promise."

He nodded. 

"But, Louis...do you know who the father is?"

He took a deep breath. "H-Harry."

"Harry," Jay repeated, shocked. "As in Harry Styles? Your best friend. That Harry?"

He nodded again.