Long Journey with Nine

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"Let's get you up and moving," Louis said while placing both hands under Harry's pits. He wasn't quite sure how he was going to help him without causing him more discomfort. Especially when Harry wouldn't really cooperate. 

Harry was tired all the time, his legs were aching and swollen, his asthma acting up. Every movement wore him out. When Harry was on stage he would walk around, dance a little, but mostly he would sit on a bench or couch that had been propped and sing when he wasn't panting. Louis hated that Harry wanted to do the shows, but he couldn't stop him and selfishly he wanted Harry near him every second. 

Louis gently eased Harry into a standing position and watched as Harry's hand instantly moved to his aching lowering back and his other hand trying to reach the bottom of his stomach. Louis enveloped Harry in his arms, "Ok, babe, just hold on to me. Move slowly please." 

Harry just nodded he could already feel the pressure on his ankles and thighs from all the weight. As he began to talk small steps his hips and pelvis begged him to stop. He walked with an awkward waddle trying everything to ease the pain. 

All Louis could do was support and guide him. The made it out of the room into the small hallway with the boy's beds. The hallway seemed a lot smaller with Harry in it. 

"B-break," Harry said softly and leaned on the wall a bit. Louis turned his neck to look at his pale face. It worried him, but he knew asking so much just annoyed Harry. 

Zayn was woken up by Harry's panting, he poked his head out from the curtain and saw Harry's gigantic belly and then Harry's pained face. 

"Everything ok?" He mostly asked Louis.

Louis nodded, "Just wanting some fresh air," he gave Harry's belly a light rub.

Harry looked down at Zayn, "Oh.." he said in between pants, "did...I...wake...you? I'm so sorry."

Zayn got out of his bed and laughed a bit, "What, don't apologize. Want me to set up a camping chair in case you wanna sit down out there?"

Louis nodded, "Yeah, please."

Zayn nodded and headed outside. 

"Babe, let's keep moving, yeah?"

Harry nodded and took a few more steps to the small steps to exit the bus. Stairs of any kind were hard for Harry, bending his torso in anyway caused his body to ache badly. Louis got behind him and watched as Harry carefully lowered one leg then the next, then the next. He smiled through his breathlessness at being outside. but Louis could tell he needed to sit. 

"Zayn, move the chair to him," he snapped.

Zayn did as told, he didn't mind Louis's temper. He had been more on edge as Harry progressed. Harry held onto both Zayn and Louis as he lowered himself into the camping chair. Harry let out a small moan of bending from a sitting position. 

Zayn went back in the tour bus and Louis stood infront of Harry, watching him sit in the camping chair brought back memories of him first being pregnant.

Harry was only 4 weeks along and they decided to go camping which was a horrible idea. They didn't know he was pregnant at the time, so they decided to do a one on one camping trip. They found a nice lake and set up a tent for two. They cuddled for warmth and talked about the future until they fell asleep. Around 3 am Harry woke up feeling ill, he sat up and began to fumble with the zipper.

"Babe?" Louis asked groggily.

"Help, please, please," Harry asked feeling the bile rush up his throat.

"What's going on?" Louis sat up but it was too late, Harry had thrown up everywhere. 

They figured he had picked up some bacteria while being outside, but as the sickness continued the doctor's appointment became necessary. Then their whole lives changed. 

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