Test Subject (Harry Mpreg)

Prologue

"Are you sure about this Mr. Styles?" I nodded unsurely. Maybe I should ask for my family's opinion on this or something. "This is not a normal thing. You also, due to the research being conducted, cannot terminate the pregnancy at all intentionally. However the risk of miscarriage is exceptionally high, although not guaranteed nor impossible." He's not really asking questions but geez, this seems like an interrogation. I don't even know exactly what led to me being here.

A month ago I randomly picked up a 150-page obstetrician manual off the table in the waiting room of my local doctor and flicked through it. Now when you come across words about a man getting pregnant it's pretty interesting. I read more, stupid decision on my part. The English Medical Research Institute (EMRI) was trying to do something, see if it was at all possible for a male to get pregnant. Being my lonely and deluded self, I volunteered to be a test subject. I guess that's how I'm here.

One Direction. Ah, the famous boyband I'm apart of. Assuming it does work like they want it to, in 12-18 months time or whenever we agree on reuniting, I'm still going to have a small child. Why do I want a baby/child? Can I even take care of a baby/child? Do I realise what having a baby/child will do to my life? Will it hurt? Was I drunk when I decided to do this?

The answer to the last question is no. I was not drunk. Purely lonely and mopey. I've been kinda like that all year since our break officially started. It's now February, I'm not any less alone than I was a month and a half ago. I mean, let's think about why I did agree to this in the first place. I'm 'famous' and that means that it's not exactly easy to find a good relationship. Do they want me? Or my money? Or my lifestyle? My connections maybe? There's no way to really tell.

This leads to reason number one why I agreed. The fact that I can't find a relationship and I'm sure of it, I'll be forever alone. I want to love someone, not in the way I love my mother or sister. I've read that the love you feel for your child is stronger than any other love on the planet, I want to be able to feel that.

As a side note, my sexuality really doesn't make finding a companion any easier. There's the people who think I'm straight, I'll refrain from commenting there; those who think I'm bisexual because it's obvious I'm gay 'apparently', but think I've still had numerous girlfriends so have to like females; the ones who label me as pansexual, but gender does matter to me -then the gay believers. My biggest problem with this (astonishingly large) group of people is that most of them think I'm dating Louis. EW. Not Entertainment Weekly. 'EW' as in gross. Louis is like a brother to me and definitely one of my closest friends on the earth, but I could never date him. Not to mention the fact that he is straight. While we're on the topic of me liking Louis however, damn girl he got some fine ass booty.

Back to sexuality. Gay. There I said it. That doesn't mean I know it. I like women, they're cute and nice but I could never have sex with one. I like men, they're gorgeous and I would let some (*cough* Ricky Martin *cough*) ravish me and pound my ass through the bed. I think those statements sum up my sexuality.

"Um. Can I ask a question?" I raise my eyes to look at the doctor.
"Why of course." He smiles back.
"What's the procedure again? Explain it simply but with every detail please." I ask of him, so he nods before launching into the gory details.

"The most simple thing is obviously that you need a uterus. All of the male sexual organs will first be extracted, with just leaving the only connection to the penis being the bladder. In the space we fit in a uterus, fallopian tubes and such but no parts of a vagina. It's like a sealed off womb, there's no way for things to get in or out. This means that sperm must be implanted and a caesarean delivery must take place. Due to the risks and research surrounding this, you will be kept an extremely close eye on and be restricted from certain activities for the duration of the study.

The operation will be done in three parts. The first is the loss of male reproductive organs. We'll do this first and as soon as we know that you can comfortably let out wee and poo and are healthy, we'll continue. We expect it to be anywhere from 12-48 hours. Then comes the putting in of the female organs. There has been as many tests as we can possibly do, including one on an actual person -although not live, however we still can't guarantee it will work. If this second stage fails then unfortunately you will not be able to produce sperm again, although we can try. The third stage is the putting in of the sperm and if necessary, eggs. They may also have to be born prematurely depending on how they fit in your pelvic bones. Any questions?" Deep breaths. I need to take all this in.

"Where will all of the 'bits' come from? Like, the woman parts and eggs and sperm." I ask, it being my biggest query at the moment.
"The eggs and organs will come from a woman who has donated her body to science, this being classed as scientific research. The sperm can come from a sperm donor or even yourself Mr Styles." He answers.
"Me?!" My eyes widen.
"Yes. If the sperm doesn't come from you then technically you're not even the biological parent Mr Styles." Okay, didn't think of that. I'll be this child's parent. Hopefully it's a good enough woman who's uterus I'll be taking. If something goes wrong, I just don't know if I want to sacrifice potentially all my reproductive organs and be left with nothing.

Eenie, meenie, miney, mo.

A/N: HERE IS THE NEW STORY! I hope you like it. I personally love this story so much and it's so cute. Updates are Monday's and Thursday's I believe (actually Monday's might not work. Idk. Maybe Sunday's instead.) Anyway, two updates a week -or more- as this story will finish on December 3rd. I'm going to look at a calender. 

Here is the update schedule: Sunday's, Tuesday's and Thursday's. However I'm away on Tuesday December 1st, which means there is the right number of parts for the days until December 3rd.

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