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12 | baby fever

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"Do you ever think about having another baby?" Niall asked as he leaned against the locker next to Harry's, looking up at the ceiling.

Harry looked and Niall with a questioning look as he put his book bag inside of his locker. "Um... Why?" Harry assumed Niall was about to tell him that he had gotten pregnant.

Niall looked at Harry. "It's just a question. I'm not pregnant." He said, knowing what Harry was thinking. "I was just wondering if you'd possibly ever want another baby."

Harry shrugged his shoulders and grabbed his notebook out of the locker. "Maybe... If I end up with the right guy." He said softly. "And we are in a good enough place to have a baby together, then yeah..."

"Have you ever daydreamed about having another baby with Louis?" Niall asked curiously and then bit his lip.

Harry shut his locker and locked it back. "Of course I have." He said in a whispered tone. "I've always wondered what it would be like if Louis had actually wanted a baby in the first place. But even more so now."

"You know that there's a health type assembly class we have to go to today, right?" Niall asked as Harry began walking away, following after him.

"Yeah... Why?" Harry asked and looked at Niall.

"I just... I don't want anyone to like make fun of you whenever they get to talking about the condom portion of things because people t-"

"People talk." Harry shrugged his shoulders. "There isn't anything I can do about it. I had sex without using protection... It's true." He said softly. "Now why are you asking me questions about babies?"

"I... I kind of want one." Niall admitted and Harry bit his lip gently. "I mean... Obviously not right now but I just want to be holding a baby constantly..."

Harry smiled. "You can hold my baby constantly if you want to." He said softly. "Don't go off and get pregnant."

"I'm not going to get pregnant... I'm just..." Niall said softly.

"Baby fever." Harry chuckled and glanced at Niall. "Like I said, you can come and coo over my baby anytime you want."

"Thanks." Niall rolled his eyes playfully before they parted ways and Harry went to class.

The day flew by it, a few homerooms were called to go to a larger classroom in the school building.

Harry met up with Louis and then sat down beside him at a desk, Niall and Liam joking them a few seconds layer. Even Dan and Phil got a place next to the four boys.

Once the bell rang, the classes quieted down a bit to watch a lady, maybe in her 60's, walk in and stand behind the desk at the front of the room. "Good afternoon, you all. My name is Mrs. Galloway and I will be teaching your sex education health class today."

There were a few snickers from throughout the classroom and Harry wasn't sure if Mrs. Galloway heard any of them, and if she did, she didn't say a thing about them.

"I understand that this class may be a little embarrassing or funny to some of you. I was your age at once and I know how awkward this can all be." Mrs. Galloway said with a sincere smile. "But this class is to help you all come to terms with things that you will most likely go through in your life."

She went on to explain the logistics of different types of sex and then showed everyone how to use a condom, doing an old fashioned thing and sliding one onto a cucumber, which had pretty much everyone in the class snickering or holding back laughs.