Unprepared, Unaccepted, Unknown and Unconditionally Love You

Unprepared

Two bodies tangled in a white fluffy bed. Smell of sweet scent of sweat and sex filled the air. Labored breaths is like a melody performed by the two bodies coming down from their high. The younger lad untangles his body as he retrieves a clean towel from their adjoining bathroom.

“That was so amazing, Haz.” The older lad smirked as he snuggles them into the bed.

“Harry said it was good too!” The younger lad grins.

“Yeah, so good my meow!” The older lad chuckles.

“You meow? Louis’s meow?” The younger lad asks.

See this isn’t your ordinary relationship. The younger lad wasn’t your ordinary lad. He was Harry Edward Styles – Tomlinson, 19 years old, hybrid. He was half human with a little bit animal instinct in him. He can deceive you as an ordinary and normal person. Tall, lanky and well handsome with a mop of curls like a wig in his head and a cute deep dimples and he was oh-so-charming too. The only difference in him to the other was he has tiny pointy ears in the top of his hair but unlike a cat he doesn’t have a tail which is a big advantage to him since it was difficult if he have one.

He was different that the other, a cat hybrid himself but guess what this difference in him makes Louis Tomlinson, a 22 year old, business man, owning a large business empire in England fell in love with him. He loves Harry so much as he love his flashing cars, expensive clothes, shoes, houses all over the world and different sets of credit cards. He loves showering his hybrid with expensive gifts that they both knew the latter doesn’t need because all he need was his Louis, his lovely husband.

They were married for almost two years which they been blessed with a handsome baby boy which they named Edward Louise Tomlinson. Both of their families are happy for them, having a charming and cute baby boy in the house running and laughing with them.

Unfortunately, Harry being a male and being a pregnant male is dangerous for him. They all advice him that he can have only one baby which makes him devastated. Harry really wants another if he can. He missed the feeling of having a baby growing inside of him. Needing his attention and affection not that Edward feels it but the feeling of being pregnant and all of its perks.

“Shit, I didn’t use condoms!” Suddenly Louis yelps.

“Harry would become pregnant again?” Harry smiles at the thought.

Louis turns to him with a horrified look into his face, “No! Harry, you know you can’t be pregnant again. It’s dangerous for you. I can’t lose you love. I love you so much.” Tear prickles down his face.

“You don’t want a baby with Harry anymore?” Harry sadly speaks.

“No, Honey, if we can have more babies, I would be so happy to have one more but it was dangerous for you.” Louis explains.

“It’s okay my Louis. If Harry was pregnant Harry would be careful.” Harry gently caresses his arms.

“No! You can’t be pregnant Harry! This is a mistake. I hope you weren’t pregnant.” Louis cries.

“Hoping? My Louis is hoping that I wasn’t pregnant?” Broken is all that Harry feels.

“Yeah, I do hope you’re not pregnant.” Louis sighed.

“Maybe we will wait if I was pregnant or not.” Harry pulled the duvet to cover his tears and sadness.

That night changes everything.