Fools Gold(Larry Stylinson) Mpreg

Chapter 12

What do you guys think about Cancer Louis and Intern Harry??
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"Come on Harry, you can't keep skipping class," Niall groaned trying to pry Harry off the bed.

Harry wouldn't budge. He hasn't gone to class for only a day now and Niall won't get off his ass about it. It really wasn't a big problem. Harry just didn't feel the need to attend any classes since he really didn't want to show his face around.

He has a small pudge. The bump is small, barely there, but Harry notices it.

"I'm not feeling well," the lad lied.

"You said that yesterday, you have to get up."

Harry rolled over so he was looking up at the ceiling.

"I don't want to go to class, okay. I don't want to see anybody. Let me stay here," Harry said.

The Irish lad ripped off the bed covers off of Harry and watched as the lad covered his stomach.

"I'm showing," the lad said.

Niall gave Harry a small smile and sat with him on the bed, "so?"

"So...I can't just go to school with this bump showing. Nobody, but you, Mr. Tomlinson, and Nick knows," Harry explained.

"What, Mr. Tomlinson knows?" Niall asked a bit surprised.

"He asked yesterday and I couldn't just say no. It was pretty obvious anyways. Besides, he didn't really say anything bad about it," Harry said.

Niall nodded his head. He ran his hand up and down Harry's arm with a sigh.

"At least come to the service," Niall said.

Harry rolled his eyes and covered his face, "I can't go to church with his bump. I sinned, just going to church will ruin my image."

Niall snorted, "you don't have an image, mate. But since you don't want to go anywhere, I guess I'll be leaving you here and will be coming back to check on you."

"There's breakfast stuff in the fridge, just make yourself some food. Make sure you take your vitamins because I know you often forget and that shit is important," Niall said.

Harry watched as the lad tugged on his shoes and pull and Trinity shirt over his head.

"Okay, well don't be an arse to anyone while I'm gone," Niall waved the lad off while closing the door behind him.

Harry sighed and pulled the covers over his body and went back to sleep.

When Harry woke up, his brain was a bit foggy. He had a dream, but can't quite remember what it was about.

His stomach was grumbling, begging to be fed. Harry slowly got up from bed and looked at the time.

It was only two in the afternoon and he has yet to eat anything.

Harry decided to make a sandwich with no mayo. He got everything out and started to put all the ingredients on the bread. He's so glad he has a mini fridge because going all the way to the kitchen was hell.

Harry put all the stuff away and walked towards his bed and started to eat the made sandwich.

It didn't quite taste as good since there wasn't any mayo on it, but mayo makes him sick, so he was stuck with a bland sandwich.

Harry finished up his meal and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge. He chugged it down with the vitamin he was supposed to take a few hours ago, but was asleep.

He walked back to bed and laid flat on the surface. The room around him was clean. Harry had no need to get up and clean, but just laying here doing nothing is annoying him.