first steps. [larry stylinson, book 2.]

four.

I CAN'T EVEN- I'M SORRY. mikky

Harry's brain took a second to comprehend what was just said. "Pregnant..?" He squeaks, his eyes widening as he looks at his boyfriend.

Louis' eyes were wide as he looked at Harry, emotions swimming inside of him. Would Harry leave him? That was the question running through his head.

"We.. We're pregant.." Harry says slowly, like it's still settling in. "Louis! Oh my god, we're pregnant!" He squeaks, picking his boyfriend up and spinning him in a hug.

"Wha- Harry!" Louis laughs, holding onto his boyfriend tightly. The doctor was standing behind them, smiling at the couple.

"Just, you two need to come back in a few weeks to check the baby's progress. You're free to leave." The doctor said, nodding as he walked out.

As Harry set Louis down, he frowned in realization. "What about Uni?" He asked, looking at his boyfriend with wide eyes. "We live in a dorm, for fucks sake! What about clothes? We don't have enough money to support three people, Louis!"

Louis took his boyfriend's hand soothingly, cooing to him. "Don't worry, baby. We'll work something out. Okay?"

"Okay."