Uniquely Ever After - Larry Stylinson AU Kitten!Harry (MPREG) {Book4}

Chapter 19 (mature)

[A/N]: Hello everyone! I must apologise to you at how slowly it might seem like this book is going by... it's probably going to be a bit longer than the last two, but I don't know if it'll be longer than the first? WE'LL SEE. THERE'S STILL MORE THINGS TO COME. Just warning you since we're already on chapter 19 and there isn't even a baby yet xD OKAY. This chapter is dedicated to UniKitty for drawing the adorable picture in the multimedia!

[Louis' P.O.V]

On Harry's birthday, I woke up before he and Fionna both because of a knock at our front door. I sleepily pulled on some pajama bottoms and stumbled to it, opening it and peeking outside groggily only to be practically tackled back into the flat by an overly excited Phoebe.

"We came early for Harry's birthday!" she crowed. "Since we have to drive home later, but... mum let us miss school and everything and just-"

"I know, Phoebs," I chuckled. "Mum told me all about it last week."

My mum and the other three girls raced in, already bouncing despite the early hours. My mum grabbed me in a tight hug, "Hello, dear! Where's your lovely family?"

"Sleeping still," I smiled, rubbing at my eyes.

"Oh, did we wake you?" my mother frowned. "We told you we would be here early!"

"Right, right," I nodded. "I dunno, I just didn't expect 7AM early."

"Sorry, should have made that more clear," she patted my arm.

Felicity hugged me from the side, "When's Harry having the baby again?"

I grinned larger, "April 17th. Do you all wanna hear what his name is?"

"You've chosen a name?" my mother practically launched herself at me, and all my sisters clung on to me as well.

My eyebrows shot up, "We did..."

"Well tell us, you idiot!" Lottie pushed at my shoulder.

"Lottie," my mother scolded, looking to me. "Tell us!"

I shook my head, shrugging my shoulders, "Not without Harry."

"And I suppose we can't wake him up early on his twenty-first birthday," my mum sighed.

My sisters looked at her in exasperation before looking to me pleadingly, but I shook my head, "Mum's right. Harry gets to sleep. Especially since he's quite pregnant. He's always so tired, poor boy."

"Is he overworking himself?" my mother frowned, and I nodded.

"I tried to tell him that Fionna would still know that Harry loved her if I mainly cared for her for a bit, or just a bit more than Harry did. But he's convinced that she'll think he doesn't love her..."

"And she's allergic to shellfish and strawberries?" Lottie asked. "And you found out about one... the hard way? Mum was telling us..."

"Yeah," I winced. "Uh... we found out about the strawberries the hard way. We probably shouldn't talk about it once Zayn gets here. It... he's really upset about it."

"Aren't you upset about it?" Phoebe asked. "I was upset! My poor little niece..."

"Oh goodness, yes, I was very upset," I nodded instantly. "I was scared for my little beebee. But she was okay, that's good. Zayn is still upset since... well, he gave her the strawberries? But we all thought she'd like them. It was a bit of a joint effort, he just fed them to her."

"Ah," my mum sighed in sympathy. "The poor lad is blaming himself?"

I scratched at the back of my head, nodding slightly, "I guess... Chris called me about it yesterday to ask about Fionna's allergy test. Said Zayn was wondering how it went, too, he just... he's too upset to talk to me."