The ride back to their house was silent.
Harry was still in shock of it all, and Louis was too nervous to say anything.
He didn't know how Harry felt, and he didn't want to set him off in fear of something bad happening.
Yes, on the way out of the hospital, Harry held his hand, and yes they're currently holding hands. That's doesn't necessarily mean it's okay, right?
Louis sighed, loudly. Harry snuck a quick glance at him, croaking out,"So,we're having a baby."
Kind of a stupid thing to say. That almost stoops to Dora the Explorer obviousness.
"Yeah," was all Louis said.
"I have no clue on how I'm feeling about this. And I don't know how you're feeling about it," Harry said.
"I'm happy, but I'm confused. I'm angry and I'm upset," Louis whispered.
"Why baby?" Harry said, rubbing his thumb in the back of Louis' hand.
"I'm happy because I've always wanted a baby. Confused because I don't know how this happened. I'm angry because how am I supposed to finish Uni? And I'm upset because I feel like I've ruined your life," Louis explained, tearing up a bit.
"I'm feeling the same Lou," Hardy commented. "Except about the Uni part."
"Bruh."
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Bruh: The MPreg Version (A Larry Text Story)
RandomNew DM from @itsharrybruh itsharrybruh: Hello there louisfantasies: hello "Bruh" itsharrybruh: f4f? louisfantasies: sure ***** Or the one where Harry finds Louis' account while on social media and deems him worthy enough to message.
