KIK •Harry x Louis•

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-continued, a week later-
67 days

A sharp pain in the stomach had woke up Louis and he sat up, gripping his stomach, feeling nauseous. It soon went away but it didn't stop him from being curious. It had been liked this for the past few days, the sharp pains. It also made him a bit scared too.

The clock on the side table said it was three in the morning and he silently groaned, towing his head back against the pillow, the pain slowly coming back. He felt bad but he couldn't really stand so he turned to his side and gently sook Harry awake.

"Hmm," Harry grumbled and gripped Louis' hand that was shaking him and intertwining their hands. Ever since the big incident a week ago, they've been closer than ever. Harry had even taken off a few days of work to make up the time with Louis. "What's wrong, baby?" He mumbled tiredly, sitting up on his elbows. His eyes could barely stay open though.

"Can you get me some pain killers? My stomach hurts again." He pouted and gently reached up, running his fingers through his boyfriends hair.

"What? Again? Lou, this is the third day that happened." Harry said, concern laced in his voice, his hand reaching over and rubbing his hand against his stomach. "Why don't we head to the hospital? It could be something serious like your appendix or gallbladder or something."

The younger one bit his lip and then shrugged because he really hated hospitals. He watched his grandfather die in there when he had gotten taken off of life support. "Maybe later. It's three in the morning right now." He mumbled and Harry shook his head.

"Louis, cmon. Anything can happen in that time frame. I don't care what you're saying, we're going." He sat up, now more awake, too concerned for Louis' health. "Put your shirt on." Harry demanded softly, sliding out of bed and throwing on his sweats and a Thor shirt, sliding his Nike flip flops on.

Louis sighed but complied anyway, getting a bit worried himself. He struggled, standing from the bed, a pang going through his stomach every once in a while. He grabbed a white v neck, throwing it over his naked torso.

"Come here." Harry noticed how Louis winced so he bent down for him to climb onto his back. The other didn't complain, because he needed it, and slowly got onto his back, chin on top of Harry's head, his legs wrapped around his waist.

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They arrived at the hospital soon after, Harry taking Louis to the emergency room. It was empty, besides a lady holding a towel to her sons broken nose, but other than that no other patients.

"How may I help you?" A young blonde nurse sat in one of the chairs behind the desk, stopping the thong on her computer to glance at the two. She eyed Harry before looking to Louis.

"Yes, my boyfriends been having pains in his stomach for three days straight and he's been taking pain killers but they only work for a little bit." Harry rubbed his hand over Louis' back gently, enjoying the girls reaction when he said that Louis was his boyfriend.

"Well you guys have to fill this out before you can get checked out." She pulled out a small packet from a file and looking it over before handing it to them. "If there's any questions just come to me about it."

The two nod and make their way over to a two seated chair in the corner. It looked uncomfortable bug it was better than the rest.

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The paper work was finished and handed it. The lady, who's name was Clementine, put all the information into her computer before getting a female doctor to lead him into another room, Harry refusing to leave his side.

They did a few tests, testing his heart, asking him questions, the usual check up. Finally, he had to pee in a cup, which is awkward but oh well.

"Okay.. Don't know if this is good news or bad news." The red headed doctor chewed her lip and looked over her paperwork. "Okay I know why your stomachs like that now.. Well let's just start off by saying that most males cannot do this. It's I possibly hard since females insides are different. The pains are because your stomach is not used to this."

"Wait what're you saying?" Louis croaked, his throat dry.

"Mister Tomlinson, you're a few weeks pregnant with a child."

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pLOT TWIST OR NAWWWW?!

Most of you don't like this but you're going to have to deal with it.. I'm sorry. I planned this ever since they have met.

Bare with me, I have no idea how the hell male pregnancy works. Sorry. And I updated because I didn't for like a day. SORRY.