Taylor's POV
(10 DAYS AFTER THE RECEPTION)
We were at the hotel room when I felt nauseous. I ran to the bathroom and threw up. "Taylor you okay?" Louis asked concerned. "Not really." "What's wrong?" He asked coming closer and bending down."I just threw up, but I feel fine. If I'm freaking pregnant I might cry." I told Louis. "You might be." No. I can't be! Nope! "If you are, I'll stay with you at all times." Like he had a choice. Ha! That's funny! "Like you would have a choice." "True, very true. We should go to the hospital." "Yeah. Let's go." He grabbed the keys and we went to the hospital. He called Liam, on the way there. Liam was there in a matter of minutes. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Silly Liam. No I may possibly be carrying your best friend's kid. "Yeah, I'm fine." I answered. He looked confused. "Then why are you here?" He asked concerned. "She was feeling nauseous, so I brought her here." Louis answered for me. "Well, okay. Should I stay?" Hey that rhymed. "Please." I pleaded. "Okay, I guess." Louis' phone ringed. "What Niall?" "Where are you? I just got to your house and nobody is home." "We're at the hospital." "Can I come?" "No. You can't come. we already have...." He held up 3 or 4 on his hand. I put 4 so he said, "We already have 4 people here." "Fine then! I see how it is, invite Liam and Harry, but not me." Ughhh. "Niall its just Liam, Taylor, and I, so shut up. Please." "Then who's number 4?" "Whoops! Did I say four, I meant three." He managed to come up with. "Let me talk." Liam said to Louis. "What now Niall? I just saw you an hour ago." Liam said into the phone. "I just wanted to bug them." Niall replied. "Why?" "They're fun to mess with." "Bye Niall." And Liam hung up. The nurse came through the doors. "Taylor Tomlinson?" "Coming!" I felt sick again. "Lou, not feeling to well." He grabbed me and picked me up. "Put me down!" "No." "Please." "No, Taylor." "Fine." I got carried through the doors and down four corridors. Ughhh. i texted Louis and said something along the lines of, 'i think she wants us lost.' He laughed, a little to loud. The nurse gave him a weird look. What never seen a guy laugh? I guess not. I thought to myself. I smiled and we got the same room in stayed in when I was in a coma. I nudged the boys and they looked at the number and went pale. "We had to have this room." Louis complained after the nurse left. "Hey there were good and bad memories in here." I said. Louis smiled, then frowned. "True and I don't like the bad ones. I was without you for a week and a half." Louis frowned again. "Stop. That is my sister." "And that is my wife." "Touchè." Liam replied. They are so weird I swear. I texted the girls. 'hey guess where I am?' 'Where?' 'the same room I stayed in when I was in a coma.' 'wait your at the hospital? Why?' 'No clue! I felt sick, so Louis brought me here.' 'Awww! He cares!' 'of coarse he cares 'he's my husband!' 'True' hey the docs here gtg' "So Mrs. Tomlinson? What's brought you here?" I looked over at Louis. "She wasn't feeling to we'll this morning. So I brought her here." he answered. "You said morning correct?" "Yes? Why?" Liam said concerned. "Morning Sickness." Was all he said. Liam went pale along with Louis. "Since, I'm the only one stable here, Doc. What's up?" "Mrs. Tomlinson, your pregnant." My eyes went wide and I felt drained. Louis got up and told Liam to ask the doctor to fill him in. "Lou, he said your a dad." "What? I am? Oh wow! Li, is not gonna be happy." That I was for sure of. "Louis William Tomlinson! I will kill you!" Liam yelled. "Please don't. I like his face." I commented. "That's all?" "Shut up Lou. I'm trying to not get you killed." "We'll talk later." Liam walked in and he looked furious. "Dude! How could you!" He questioned. "She's my wife! She's perfectly fine with it." "Yup! Can we go home?" I asked. "Yeah let's go." "Thank you!" I finally get to lay around with an excuse. "I'm hungry. Are you?" "Yeah a little." "Where do you want to go?" "Bringahm's?" (I made it up) "Sounds good." We pulled in and went inside. Wearing disguises of coarse. "How may I help you?" "Table for two, can we have it private?" "Why you two aren't celebrities, are you?" Louis pulled of his sunglasses and mustache. "Yes Mr. T. Of coarse." Stupid fangirls. "I hate people like that." "That makes two of us." "So, Mrs. Tommo, what's up?" "The sky genius." "Moody, are we?" "You know why." "Yes, but you love me anyway." "Yeah, keep telling yourself that." "That hurts." "Sorry BooBear. Its the child growing inside me, I swear." "I love you, you know that." "Yup that's why you married me right?" "Yes." The waitress came back with our food and I stole Louis' mustache. "That, looks good on you." "Why thank you." "No problem." When we finished we went home to find Niall in our fridge. "You want to scare him?" "Of coarse!" "On the count of three we go."He whispered. "1.......2......3..NIALL!" He was so scared. He dropped all of his food, and started crying. "Niall, are you okay?" "Yeah, but they aren't!" I looked down and a bag of Oreo's were on the floor. "We have more. I'll get them." I ran to the pantry and grabbed a pack of oreo's and gave them to Niall. "Louis, your wife is amazing." "I know. Niall we have something to tell you." "What? You have more Oreos?" "No, but your an uncle." "What Greg is having another kid!" "No! We are!" "Yeah buddy! I love you guys!" "Hello little Tomlinson! I'm your Uncle Niall." He said towards my stomach. Wow..."Hey Niall are you staying over or going to Katie?" "Going home." "Don't tell Katie, please." "I won't. Congrats!" Niall left after that. "Lou, I'm tired, I'm going upstairs." "I'll be up in a second. I have to call Harry." "Hurry up."
