When You Least Expect It (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 5

"You see, I told you it was nothing to fuss over," Harry said happily as he squeezed his husband's thigh.

"I guess," Louis muttered, keeping his eyes on the road but still taking Harry's hand in his own. "I feel like they should've done more tests though..."

"Babe it's fine," Harry rolled his eyes, not needing the older lad to overthink this. "The doctor said it was asthma, I have an inhaler, everything is alright."

Louis let out a deep breath but nodded anyway, still not sure how he felt about all of this, something still didn't sit right with him. He didn't want to get Harry annoyed though, it was probably him just worrying over this for no reason.

"Do you think we should tell the kids? I mean what if something happens and I'm not there but they are, they should know what to do just in case."

Harry looked over at his husband with raised eyebrows, him sounding like at any second he could drop dead. "Love it's asthma," he chuckled, seeing Louis shrug and bite his lip, still clearly very worried. "If it makes you feel better, yeah, we'll talk to the kids."

And that was probably the first time Harry saw his husband smiling all morning, that being somewhat of a relief to him. It was clear as soon as they got home Louis was going to sit all of them down and explain what has been happening and what Harry has, and what to do if he has an asthma attack.

Harry didn't think it was that big of a deal, now that he was assured it was asthma and he had an inhaler his worries vanished. He knew Louis would keep worrying though, would always be nervous at the slightest sign, but that's just how the older lad was. Even if Harry had the flu or was just sick his husband would wait on him hand and foot, but with this it was clear Louis' worries weren't going to go away.

"Guys, we're home!" Louis yelled as soon as they were in the house.

"Dad shouldn't you be at practice?" Rosie asked without looking up from her phone as she walked through the foyer.

"Shouldn't you try looking where you're walking," Louis retorted back as he snatched his daughter's phone from her hand. "Your pop had a doctors appointment and we have something to tell you guys, go get your siblings and meet us in the living room."

Rosie huffed out an annoyed breath but nodded anyway, knowing her dad will give her phone back to her later.

Louis was actually more or less surprised that the 14 year old didn't try to take her phone back. He thought maybe she was finally learning that she can live without the device for more than 5 minutes.

"You okay love? You want water or anything?" Louis asked as he and Harry took a seat on the couch, gently rubbing the younger lad's back.

"I'm okay Lou, really," Harry laughed to himself as he leaned into his husband's touch and relaxed against the couch.

Louis breathed out a quiet "alright", just wanting to make sure the younger lad really felt okay. He didn't want Harry to go through what he did last night because it was absolutely terrifying, and Louis can't even imagine how his husband was feeling.

And just as he was about to ask if Harry remembered to bring his inhaler from the car he saw the twins standing in the doorway, both of them staring at them sternly and having their arms crossed over their chests.

"What?" Louis asked, not sure why the 10 year olds were death glaring them.

"Are you having another baby?" Rory asked, his tone almost sounding like a parent that was about to yell at their child.

"Rosie said you had to talk to us in the living room and that always means someone is having a baby," Cameron added in, seeming just as annoyed as his brother.