With or Without you. (A Larry Fanfiction.)

Epilogue (Part 1)

A/n: Hey! I can't believe this is already ending. But it's been so emotional. And yes there will be a part two of the epilogue! :) There will be a few time skips in this, so don't be confused x

After the night where Louis and Harry first made love, things were developing a good way.

Even though Gemma was teasing Harry the whole time during breakfast, she was happy for her baby brother.

"I never really liked Will.. Had a bad feeling about him from the beginning on", she muttered and shook her head.

"I should've helped you though. I should've done something. Anything", Gemma whimpered softly and wrapped her arms around Harry's neck.

"I've never got the chance to tell you that.." She whispered and stroked over Harry's hair once before kissing his cheek, "but if you ever need help, I'm here. I'll always be.."

Harry smiled softly and bit down on his quivering lip, "thanks Gem.. It means a lot. But it wasn't your fault. But Lou is helping me.. I might search for professional help though."

His cheeks tinted while Harry lowered his gaze down.

"Your whole family supports you, Haz. You can come to us whenever you want to.. Or I just pick my baby brother up for ice skating, hm?"

Gemma laughed and hugged her brother once more before the family spent the following days after Christmas, together.

Bonding.

With Louis.

~ a few weeks later ~

Harry's fingers were twitching in his lap after he gave up to bring the warm tea to his lips. He was shaking too much.

Waiting for his sister killed him. But then time was passing too quickly, the time where he had to tell her was creeping closer and closer and it made his heart beat wildly against his chest.

Just as he was about to get up and leave, his sister waved from across the room making Harry sink deeper into his chair.

Him and his sister built up that strong bond that they had when they were younger, back in a matter of days. They've been one soul since Harry was born. He talked about everything with his sister.

She always knew when he was sad, stressed or scared.

Her face would fell from its natural happy expression to a frown, just like it did now.

"Haz.. What's wrong? You don't feel good? Why didn't you cancel me then," she cooed and sat down across from Harry, placing her hand on her brothers.

"I'm pregnant."

Harry blurted out and felt a fat tear slip along his cheek as he turned his face away, ashamed.

"L-Louis will leave me, we never talked about kids h-he probably doesn't even w-want one with me" Harry squeaked out and shook his head whimpering softly.

"Harry, breathe and look at me." Gemma was talking calmly, an eyebrow raised softly but her eyes were sparkling and there was an expression of pure joy written all over her face.