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Hi lovelies!

Third chapter of Boxing Miracle, yay!

I hope you have enjoyed this so far, and, does anyone want me to do the fourth chapter showing what Louis does and stuff? Will only update if you guys comment about it. ;)

In the comment section below, if you want me to keep it as what Liam does at home,

Comment, 'Batman.'

And if you want me to show Louis at the hospital and such, with Niall included. ;)

Comment, 'Lou the nurse.'

Sorry I haven't been on lately, as you all know, it's because of my internet which was sucked out by my brother, argh.

But..YOU NEED TO GO CHECK OUT WHEN SILLY MEETS SINGLE, PLEASE! ;)

Anyways, enjoy the chapter and remember to,

Vote.comment.fan.

-J xxxx

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(Liam is three months and three weeks pregnant.)

The tips of his long fingers were circling around the rim of his mug whilst standing in the kitchen of the house, trying to hold in a whine because of the strong nausea which he was experiencing. Liam thought that having a warm cup of tea would help his upset stomach, but, it didn't actually do any difference, it was sort of distracting him, but the baby was really pushing his buttons and Louis was at the hospital at the moment, working as he usually did.

When Liam first woke up that morning, which was at about six o'clock, he bolted to the bathroom to let out a round of vomit into the toilet bowl. Ever since that time, he had been feeling as if he was having the stomach bug, oh, god..the lad would have to deal with that for next six months, it was never going to end. But, it had become a very frequent thing, Liam constantly vomited, if it was on the floor, or in the toilet, in the kitchen sink. He would do it anywhere, the lad didn't understand why it was so much that he vomited.

It was fucking freezing in the small cottage, there was one tiny heater in the living room that just sat there, sometimes it didn't work at all during winter, and it was so unfair to the man because he had a small child inside of his stomach, and now it would be cold as well. To Liam, it seemed weird to call the baby an, 'It.' He liked the idea of calling it a boy or a girl, that made him realise that him and his husband didn't know whether they were going to find out the gender or wait until birth to what gender the little baby was going to be.

Maybe it could have the appearance of Louis and the personality of Liam, but, what if it had the appearance of Liam and the personality of Louis? The Doncaster man certainly had a very joyful personality, Liam's was sort of serious but also immature at the same time. No wonder Louis wouldn't tell the man why he didn't love him, idiot. It wasn't a very big problem to him, but, he always told his lover to why he had feelings to him, it was so very unfair because Louis seemed to have things his way for the majority of the time.

Liam couldn't worry about that now, he was only focusing on his nausea that he couldn't seem to handle very well. The man needed someone to look after him, so, shouldn't that be Louis? He slightly sighed with his lower back leant against the smooth surface of the edge of the kitchen counter, pressing the mug against his lips before he took a long sip of his tea, whilst his other hand was tucked under his abdomen due to cause of habit. It was something which the man would do when he was in pain, thinking it would ease it.

You would think that Liam would be hunching over the toilet at this very moment, or laying on the sofa with a wet cloth resting on his forehead, but, he would only try as hard as he could to stand up and bite his lip to hold the pain in. It was less than agonising, but, it was certainly painful. Once he even cried because the vomiting and sharp pains in his abdomen wouldn't stop, Liam just wanted Louis to be here. He was a nurse, so, he knew what to do, stupid work, why did Louis have to be in such a high level in his career?