Model Material- Larry Stylinson

Chapter Twenty Six

The 5th month came along quickly and it was time to reveal the gender of the baby. To say Harry was excited was most definitely an understatement. Since the day he found out that Louis and him would find out the gender of the baby today, he was nervous, excited and happy all at the same time. It was finally becoming a reality to him, and he hated to say, but it scared him a little. Regardless, he had been counting down to this day, lame or what? 

Harry couldn't sit still, looking at his watch every minute, hoping time would magically pass faster if he did. Louis thought it was endearing how excited Harry was. Much like a little boy who couldn't wait for his Christmas presents. It was one of cutest things he had ever seen. 

Louis was sat on the sofa, reading a magazine about healthy food. Usually, Harry would be all fond and tease him about how he would have finally taken Harry's advice to eat healthier foods, but not today. Harry was pacing back and forth in the living room, nervous as hell. What if they couldn't determine the gender yet? What if something was going wrong? He was just over thinking. Louis however, was just excited. 

"Harry would you sit down? The appointment is in like two hours." Louis said while reading an article about some chef salad he could make. Harry stopped in his tracks and looked at Louis with his hand on his forehead. Louis obviously noticed and let his eyes wander to Harry, his eyebrows raised.

"Just two hours? Ugh. Two hours until we know if Squishy is a girl or a boy. Fucking hell." Harry kept walking up and down the room, gaining a chuckle from Louis.

"Haz, it's just the gender. It's not like we're gonna find out if you're the father or not." 

Harry stopped in his tracks. His hard hitting gaze lowered to Louis, his jaw dropping as if he were about to explode with millions of questions, along with a whole lot of anger any minute. 

"It's yours, you big idiot" Louis laughed gently at him. 

Harry sighed and sat down next to Louis who immediately leaned his head on Harry's shoulder. He knew it calmed Harry for some reason. Maybe he liked the close contact or something. 

"It's just, we'll find out if it's a baby boy or a baby girl, Lou and thats kinda scary to me." He admitted.  "I'd love a girl, you know." He smiled as Louis placed the magazine next to him and took Harry's hand, playing with his fingers.

"Why?" Louis asked and looked up to see Harry smirking, dimple showing. He loved this man too much for his own good, it was unbelievable. It may be cliche, but Louis felt like it was pretty much love at first sight for him. 

Harry took his hands away from Louis' loose grip traced them down to Louis' stomach instead. 

"Because," he said slowly and pecked Louis' forehead "Then I'd have two little princesses."

Louis smiled fondly and placed his hands over Harry's. "I hope the baby gets your eyes and curls" he whispered and felt Harry's hands intertwining with his own. 

"And I hope squishy gets your cute little nose."

"My nose is not cute. It might be small, but it isn't cute." Louis laughed and Harry rubbed his nose against Louis'. Eskimo kisses, he called it. 

"Its small and cute, just like you. Don't deny it." Harry pecked Louis' lips and released his hands from Louis' to hold his face gently.

"M not small." Louis mumbled between kisses which made Harry press his lips harder against Louis'. 

"I love you" Harry breathed, Louis' humming in agreement.

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The ride to Emma consisted of Harry babbling about things and Louis smiling fondly at his nerves. He seemed to be rambling on about how he's gonna take the child to ballet, or football, and how pretty Louis looks, and how he was excited but scared.