"Good morning, sunshine," Harry cooed to his 9 month pregnant husband, Louis.
"Mmm," Louis groaned. "Let me sleep..."
"C'mon, baby. I want to say hello to peanut and get ready for him to come." Harry helped Louis roll over so he was on his other side, facing Harry.
"But I'm tired."
"Please...."
"I think if I stand up, he'll fall out."
"He won't, babe. Now c'mon." He helped Louis out of bed. "Feel okay?"
"Mmm," Louis groaned. He waddled over to the stairs. He was about to start walking down when he remembered something. "I'll meet you down there, Hazz. I have to take my pills."
"Okay you sure you know what you're taking and everything?"
"Yes of course. I've been taking them for nine months now." He waddled into the bathroom and saw all of the bottles of pills.
He took out a few pills from 1 bottle and 1 pill from each of the 2 other bottles. He quickly swallowed them before heading downstairs.
He was met by Harry who had a beautiful breakfast made. "Haz, this looks delicious."
"Well dig in," Harry said, taking a bite of his. Louis put his fork through his egg and brought it to his mouth.
"Harry, this is amazing! How do you make eggs so good?"
"I have my ways..." Harry smirked. "So, did you get your pills okay? They all go down fine?"
"Yep. I can't wait till I don't have I take them anymore."
"They've done a good job of keeping you and Jace alive though."
"They have. That I am very grateful for." Louis reclined back in his chair, rubbing his swollen bump. He noticed Harry staring at him with a stupid smile on his face. "Why are you staring at me like that?"
"I'm just admiring how beautiful you are..."
"That's sweet but it's making me uncomfortable plus I'm sitting in a very uncomfortable chair." He attempted to stand up, but was hit with a big wave of nausea, dizziness, and his legs giving out. He plopped back down on the chair, making an 'oof' noise.
"Woah babe, you okay?" Harry asked, standing up.
"I'm fine. Can you help me to the couch please? I'm all of a sudden not feeling that great." Harry went over to Louis' side of the table. He had Louis wrap an arm across Harry shoulders as they slowly waddled to the couch.
They just entered the living room when Louis lost it. "Harry I-" was all he said before limp in Harry embrace.
"Louis!" Harry grasped Louis' body harder, not allowing him to fall to the ground. He picked him up bridal style and carried him to the couch. "Lou? Babe! Can you hear me?!"
He put 2 fingers to Louis' wrist to feel for a pulse. It was just barely there. "Shit." He pulled out his phone, thankful it was just in his pocket, dialling 999. He gave them all needed information and hung up.
