Test Subject (Harry Mpreg)

Chapter 4

Week 26: It's 100% impossible to hide the bump, was a month ago, and people have been asking questions that I haven't answered.

Management and Simon keep trying to get in contact with me but I'm ignoring their calls and texts. I do feel guilty about it but right from the start I agreed I wouldn't tell a lot of people till after the baby's born. Reason one being I don't want to be harassed and reason two is that there's the constant fear in my head that something will go wrong in the birth and after all this I won't even have a baby.

He stuck to his word and Zayn arrived in less than two days and I had to show him the ultrasound pictures and explain it all to him in a lot more detail. He was very congratulatory about the whole thing and was with me when I told the other three boys. The five of us caught up, which in its self was an amazing experience because we haven't done that in far too long with our busy schedules, and by request it was at my place. They didn't question it and when they did arrive it was easy to tell they were all thinking questions about my weight but didn't say anything out of respect.

Liam was very nice and encouraging about it, Niall was ridiculously ecstatic and Louis was very confused. Obviously he understood what was happening because I had all the proof, he just had a hard time wrapping his head around it.

Now I'm on my to the obstetrician's because of the constant pain in my uterus, that started late yesterday. It's a dull fullness, like someone's inside my uterus and trying to push it. Like the baby's kicking but not pulling away, just constantly keeping its feet out.

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"Harry, we have to take you in for a caesarean now. I've just called the hospital and they're getting the room ready as we speak. An ambulance is on its way and the sooner we can get the baby out and into a stable INCU unit the better." The doctor tells me solemnly after only an ultrasound.
"What?" I croak out weakly. "What's happening?"
"The baby is getting too big for the capacity you're body is allowing and it needs more than your body is able to provide. I'd just like to assure you that you've done nothing wrong." The doctor says, causing my breathing to accelerate alarmingly. "Please calm down, you know that's not good for the baby." I nod feverishly and try to even out my breathing.
"I need to call Gemma and my mum." I say just as the ambulance arrived and I was forced onto the stretcher.

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"Harry, your baby is fine-" the nurse starts before I quickly cut her off.
"Where?! Where is my child?! I want see them! What is their gender? I need to name them!" I cry out in hysterics. My child was born fifty minutes ago and I haven't even got to see them yet. The doctors had to cut the cord and then whisk them away immediately to INCU to put them on life support. I don't even know the gender!
"As I was saying. Your child is fine. They're on breathing machines and in an incubator because the lungs are underdeveloped and the brain is also underdeveloped. They are both expected to develop fully in the next few weeks and then you can take them home."
"Oh my goodness..." I gasp quietly. I actually have a child. I, a male, actually managed to produce a baby in the year 2015. I need to go see them. "Can I go see him or her?" I ask softly.
"Of course Mr. Styles, however you will most certainly have to be in a wheelchair. I'll go get one for you."
"Thank you." I croak.

"I feel like I left at the wrong moment." Gemma says awkwardly when she comes back straight after the nurse left in after an hour of absence.
"I have a baby, Gem." I reply, smile ridiculously wide and tears forming.
"Oh my god! That's so exciting! Where? Gender? Name?" She squeals, running over.
"I don't know much yet. They're in an incubator with a breathing machine in INCU and the nurse went to get a wheelchair so I can see them."

A/N: This book is going to get so much cuter. First name and gender is revealed next chapter, full name the chapter after.

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