The bullies just made us stronger (Larry Stylinson&Ziam Palik mpreg)

'I'm pregnant'

Lottie went back into a coma three days ago. Louis' been ill and Jay is so stressed out. I've practically moved in to help her out. I've made sure the girls are ready for school every morning, made them all tea when they get home from school and make sure they are in bed on time.

Louis' been in bed for the past week, eating nothing but ice cream. He wakes up at a ridiculous time every morning, throwing up, he can't keep any food down and his temperature is sky high. I'm actually really worried about him.

Lottie is in her room, in bed. She's been there for the past few days, either myself or Jay go in to check on her every so often. The hospital said there is no need for her to be in hospital because she's not in any critical condition.

Its now 9:30pm and the girls have gone to bed. Myself and Jay are in the living room watching the telly in silence. "Jay, I'm really worried about Lou. I'm going to take him to the hospital tomorrow, just to make sure he's okay." I sighed. "Yeah that's probably best love. He's never been this ill before. I'm sure he'll be okay. Just take him to be on the safe side...you've been so good to him Harry. Thank you." I got up and kissed Jay on the cheek. "Anything to make sure my boo is safe. But I'm off to bed. Night." I whispered to her. I make my way up the stairs when I hear Jay reply to me. "Night love."

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I wake up the next morning to the sound of Louis throwing up again. I roll over and see the clock says 7:30. Could be worse. I get out of bed and walk into the bathroom to comfort Louis.

When I saw him I just want to cry. He was curled up on the floor, his forehead resting on the toilet seat. His hair was a mess, going in all directions and he looked the most pale I've seen him. He was rubbing his hand around his abdomen and occasionally whimpering in pain.

"Lou? I'm taking you to the hospital. I'm getting really worried about you now. This definitely isn't just some bug." Louis nodded in defeat, knowing I was right and not really having the energy to do anything more.

I helped him up, wrapping my arms under his armpits. Once he was on his feet I wrapped one arm around his waist and rested the other on his stomach. I couldn't help but notice he had but some weight on slightly, which confused me because he's being living off ice cream all week.

I helped him change out of him pyjamas and into some sweats and one of my jumpers. I got him to clean his teeth but he only just ended up throwing up anyway. My poor baby. Once Louis had finished throwing up again and cleaning his teeth for the third time it was 9:47 and the appointment was at 10:00. I helped Louis into my car and clicked him in.

We ended up being slightly late for the appointment because I had to pull over twice so Louis could throw up.

I signed him in and minutes later we were being called in. The doctor - Dr Fryn - asked Louis a lot of questions, did blood tests and urine samples. I was getting more worried with every test he did. It's like he knew what was wrong but still wouldn't tell us. What if he's really ill? What if he's dying? What if- "Right Mr Tomlinson, I think I know what's making you ill here so I just want to do a quick ultrasound scan to see if I'm right, okay?"

Not even five minutes later Louis was lying on the weird bed thing with the paper creasing underneath him. He pulled his - my- jumper up to his chin and looked at the monitor that hadn't even been turned on yet. You could tell he was nervous. Hell so was I. I pulled my chair up closer to Louis' side and interweaved his fingers with mine, causing him to turn and look at me. You could see the fear in his eyes.

"Just to warn you Mr Tomlinson, this is cold." Doctor Fryn said, referring to the jell he was about to squirt onto Louis' stomach. He rubbed the wand over the jell, watching the screen as he did so. "Ahah, just as I thought. Mr Tomlinson, Styles? You see this small dot here?" He asked us pointing to a white dot on the monitor. We both nodded so he carried on. "That... is your child." He smiled.

He wiped the jell off Louis, so he could pull his jumper down. Doctor Fryn printed off a picture of the scan and slid it across his desk to us once we sat down. He then explained Louis had both men's and women's systems inside him, meaning that if he had sex with a man, - which he did, with me - then he could get pregnant. Once Louis heard this he broke down in tears. I comforted him best I could. Still confused on what was happening myself.

We thanked Dr Fryn after we got the  hormone medication Louis would have to take and went back to my car. The car ride back was silent apart from the odd sniffle from Louis. Once we got back to Louis' house we sat in silence still for a few minutes before Louis piped up. "Please don't leave me Harry." He wiped his eyes with the sleeve of my jumper and looked down at his feet. I slid two fingers under his chin and made him look at me. "Now why would I do that, hmm?" Louis sniffed again, a single tear sliding down his right check. "Because I'm a pregnant man. That's weird. I'm weird. You deserve someone perfect Harry, not me. I understand if you want to leave me." He cried, trying to not make eye contact with me. 

"Louis William Tomlinson, I do not want to hear you say that again. I love you so much okay. You're not weird, you're perfect. Perfect to me. Yes a pregnant man is..unusual but I don't care. I like unusual. We are having a baby Lou. This little person right here-" I said placing my hand on his stomach. "-is our baby and we will look after him or her together, whether he or she likes it or not, okay? I love you."

"I love you too Harry." I slotted my lips with Louis' tightly. Our lips moved in sync for awhile before I swiped my tongue across his bottom lip asking for entrance which he happily granted. Our tongues danced for awhile, exploring each others mouths, like our first kiss. We had to pull away eventually for oxygen. We rested our foreheads together, trying to quickly regain our breath.

Once we were out of the car and inside the house we brought Jay, Fizz, Daisy and Phoebe into Lottie's room - who was still in a coma. - to tell them the news.

"What happened at the doctor's Louis? You're starting to worry me." Jay panicked, watching Louis walk up and downt Lottie's room, biting his thumb nail. "Lou, come sit down, you're stressing, that isn't good." I pulled Louis down onto my lap and locked him down so he wouldn't get back up and start pacing again.

"Well they did blood tests, urine samples, things like that, but they wouldn't tell me-us what was going on. He said he wanted to do an ultrasound so I agreed,  which is how I found out that...Haz and me, we are having a baby." Louis said, his voice cracking every so often. I rested a hand kmon his stomach and Louis placed his small hand over my bigger one. I rubbed circles on his stomach with my thumb, showing him everything was fine.

"W-what? I don't understand." Jay, Fiz, Daisy and Phoebe all looked at us with the same confused expression. "I'm pregnant. I'm having a baby. The girls with be Aunties and you'll be a grandma, mum." Louis said, a smile on his face. The first smile from him in about a week.

So that's when we had to explain everything the Doctor said, eifht through to the medication, to Louis having both men and women's systems inside him, everything. Skipping the part about needing to have sex with a man, of course, we had little ears listening.

Once Jay had come to grasp with things she couldn't be happier. Jumping about, hugging us both, hugging the girls, squealing, looking at the scan picture and feeling Louis' stomach - despite the fact he wo't be showing for another three or so months.

We are going to be dads and I couldn't be happier.