Chapter 20

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Week: 1/20 or 2/40

Everyday for the past week, Harry has woken up with morning sickness and has had to rush to the bathroom to dispose of the dinner he ate the night before. But Harry still smiled, smiled because he has a baby, he and Louis have a baby together.

Harry was woken up by the sun's rays, and today he didn't feel like he needed to throw up and he didn't feel sick, which was a good thing for him. So, today he was just a regular pregnant man enjoying life and his nonexistent bump.

"Morning Harry," Louis said from beside him, making him jump since Harry didn't know Louis was awake.

"Morning Lou," he replied, then he kissed him on the cheek.

"No morning sickness today?"

"Nope," Harry exclaimed proudly with a big smile on his face.

"Well that's good, that's good," Louis smiled.

"Well, I'm hungry, so I'm going to go make breakfast."

"I'll come with, I can make....ice cubes and serve...water."

"Alright Louis, you do that and I'll cook the food. I think I'm just going to make pancakes because the thought of eggs and greasy Bacon makes me nauseous." Harry gets up from the bed as he speaks and makes his way to the kitchen.

He changes his clothes while walking there, he uses his Fire powers to get rid of his previous attire and at the Same time he creates new clothes. He makes a Fire shirt and Fire leggings that cling to his long legs. He thinks it looks nice on him, and it does.
AN imagine his clothes being something like this, mostly orange because it's made out of fire. I don't know if that makes sense but Whatever.

Louis trails closely behind him, and he saw what Harry just did

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Louis trails closely behind him, and he saw what Harry just did. He underestimated Harry, not knowing that he could do that with his power. Louis decides to also change since he's been wearing the Same outfit for about a week. He changes to something simple--a white T-shirt and white shorts, Nothing special.

When they finally get to the kitchen, Harry heads straight for the cabinets and takes the batter out and all the ingredients needed to make it.

Louis just sits quietly at the counter, not knowing what to do.

"Hey Harry?"

"Yeah?" Answers Harry, as he mixes the batter in a big bowl, made out of ice. Harry is pretty sure almost every dish and utensil in the house is either plastic or made out of Ice.

"If I were to make it rain on your shirt, would it hurt your skin or would it-hey, can you feel your flame die out if you made a Fire and I threw water on it? Like would it hurt you? You know, since it's your flame," Louis questions.

"I don't know. Why?"

"I don't know I'm just curious." Harry is done mixing the batter, so he pours it into the only metal pan that they have and using his powers, he creates a small fire underneath the pan.

"Maybe we'll do that one day and see if it hurts, but I don't think it will." Harry flips the pancake.

"Why not?"

"Well, can you feel your Ice and your snow?"

"I mean, kind of. Like I can sense when someone messes with it, or when they touch it, but it doesn't hurt. You don't have that with your Fire?" Harry finishes the first pancake and sets it down on a plate made of Ice that looks like glass. He pours more batter and starts to cook another one.

"Now that you mention it, I can kind of feel and sense things. I guess I just kind of ignored it. Like right now, I'm pretty sure Niall is messing with my Fire, he's probably trying to touch it or something."

"Oh, I think Liam just woke up. I feel him moving my snow, I think he's coming down." And sure enough, Liam steps foot in the kitchen and greets the couple with a small wave and a yawn.

"Wow, you're good."

"Thank you, it's a gift."

"Haha, so funny."

"Thank you, I try."

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An Next Chapter will probably be more Larry action because this story needs something exciting. It's kind of getting boring, not to write though, I love writing this book. You guys should leave suggestions or predictions on what you think will happen. Tell me if there are any mistakes. Well, bye.

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