Unexpected Love - Larry Stylinson AU (Mpreg)

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A/N: So here is chapter 1, Annabelle is on the side :D Hope you're liking the story so far, I'm really proud!

Harry;

I was surprised when I wasn't woken by the sound of Belle's cries. I quickly pulled myself out of bed and dashed into Belle's room. She was nowhere to be seen, to which panic set in.

"ZAYN! WHERE IS ANNABELLE?" I screamed at the top of my voice. My hand repeatedly ran through my messy curls. Zayn's figure appeared in the doorway.

"Right here in my arms Haz." I spun around at the sound of Zayn's Bradford accent. A sigh of relief left my mouth. I approached Zayn with open arms, ready to take Belle, feeling guilty for Zayn having to deal with her. Zayn shook his head. "Get dressed. I'm taking you out." Zayn ordered to which I obeyed.

I followed Zayn out of the nursery and stumbled back into my room. I walked into the small bathroom and took a quick shower before getting myself dressed in a white t-shirt, black skinny jeans and a pair of black boots. I also popped on a long coat and sighed.

I really don't want to go out, I don't want to meet new people. I am happy and content with the life I have, with myself and Belle. The gorgeous 3 month old. The only thing I don't like about being a single father is that I can't work. I loved my job before I had Belle. The little bakery where I baked cupcakes and cookies, I smiled at the fond memory...but now I have bigger responsibilities and meeting new people was not one of them.

I jogged down the stairs to see Zayn securing Annabelle in her pushchair. Zayn had dressed my daughter in a flower themed baby grow, with white mittens. Belle was wrapped in her pink blanket.

Zayn was so proud of me, when I became pregnant with Belle he was scared I wouldn't come through but I did.

"Ready to go?" Zayn questioned me. I gave a nod as Zayn opened the door. I pushed Belle out the door and began walking down the drive. I knew better than to question Zayn about where we were going as Zayn never gives in to pressure but I was too annoyed to care. I didn't want to be out the house, I want to be cuddled on the sofa with my daughter, rocking her quietly to sleep while some nonsense that Belle's uncle was playing in the background but no. Here I am walking outside, in the cold air.

"Zayn, where are we going? Belle is going to get ill." I said with a worried tone in my voice.

"She won't Harry, you worry too much." Zayn chuckled. I groaned, knowing full well my motherly instinct was kicking in. We eventually found ourselves at the childhood park we spent hours at, running around, playing football.

Zayn spread a blanket on the grass and placed the picnic basket on top. I carefully took the sleeping bundle out the pushchair and slumped down on the floor. Zayn following suit. I searched the park, little kids playing with their parents on the swings and climbing frames. I smiled and began to think about when I get to do that with Belle. I looked around a little further and saw a group of lads, not much older than myself playing football.

The lads playing football where all cheering and chanting at each other. I was instantly drawn to one lad in particular. Feathery brown hair, slim figure and bright blue eyes.

"Haz?" Zayn voice snapped my gaze away from the brown haired lad.

"Yeah?" I replied, annoyed he'd interrupted me.

"I made your favourite, ham and cheese." I simply nodded and offered Zayn a small smile, taking a bite out of one of the sandwiches.

A few minutes later, a football came flying past me. I quickly wrapped himself around Belle, protecting her from the flying object. Belle's screams ripped through the park. I stood from my seated position and placed Belle back into her pushchair, I picked up the football and walked over to the lads.

"I believe this is yours." I stated, looking up to see the feathered haired boy. I passed the ball over to him.

"I am so sorry, I didn't realise you had a child." I melted at the Yorkshire accent, falling smoothly from the lad's mouth. "We should have been more careful." I raised my hand and shook my head.

"It's completely fine, maybe my best friend should have chosen a better place to sit." The Yorkshire lad's eyes grew wide at the mention of Zayn.

"He's not your boyfriend?" I shook my head and laughed.

"No way, I'm single, a single father." My voice faltered towards the end of my sentence.

"I'm Louis by the way." Louis said, extending his hand. I took hold of his hand and shook it.

"I'm Harry and this is Belle." I said proudly, pointing to the now sleeping girl. Louis muttered something about Belle being cute and that he must get back to his mates. I nodded and walked back over to Zayn. Zayn had packed away the picnic and blanket.

An hour later, I was sat on the couch, Belle in my arms feeding. Zayn had some football match on in the background that none of us were paying attention too. All I could think of was Louis.

The Yorkshire lad, with brown feathery hair and bright blue eyes. 

Louis;

After playing football for around 3 hours, me and the lads found ourselves in Liam's bedroom. Playing on the Xbox and eating junk.

"So, what was all that about at the park Lou?" Niall's Irish accent rippled through Liam's bedroom. Liam cheered as he planted the computerised ball into the net.

"Just apologising for kicking the ball at him. He had a daughter who I could have hurt Ni." I said, thinking back to the Cheshire boy. I popped a piece of chocolate into my mouth and sighed.

"Looked like more to me." The blonde haired lad pushed.

"I'd just met him Niall." I exclaimed loudly, throwing my hands in the air. Liam cheered once again followed by Niall groaning and throwing the controller on the floor.

A couple more hours passed before I decided to leave for home. I left Liam's house and climbed into my car, setting off for home.

Harry;

I was cuddled up in bed, staring at photos of Belle on my phone. I began to think about what my life would be like if Josh never left me. How I would have a proper family, how Annabelle would have 2 parents rather than one.

Maybe Zayn was right, I thought.

It was time I got out and saw the world. To meet new people, find someone to settle down with and have a family with, maybe give Belle a brother or sister and a second father figure.

My eyes slowed began to fall shut, a smile appearing on my face.

Thoughts of Louis clouding my mind.