until you - a larry mpreg

Chapter Fifteen: Bliss

HARRY

It had been a solid month of Harry and Louis officially dating again. It had been going so, so well. Some days felt like a dream, things felt so seamlessly that he needed to pinch himself.

Today, they were going to dinner and a movie. It was Friday and Liam was staying home. Liam insisted they went out since Harry was always at Louis' flat. They never did anything but lounge around together. They didn't mind it, but getting out every once and awhile couldn't hurt.

Harry got to the flat, ready for their night. He rang the bell and Louis opened the door. He didn't get his normal greeting of a hug and kiss. Louis was arguing on the phone. Like he seemed to be doing on a daily basis now.

"Michael..." Louis sighed. "I'm not upset that you can't be around for Christmas. I'm just saying not to bring it up things to Isabella, make her promises, and then have me cancel for you. She does enjoy you."

Harry bit his lip. The past month Michael has been going back and forth on if Isabella would be able to come over on Christmas. He also said that he was going to come visit the last two weekends and canceled an hour before he was due to arrive. It was causing Louis turmoil. Harry hated it.

"If you're going out of town for work, fine. But your parents said that they want to see her. It's their first Christmas with their granddaughter around. Don't let them suffer too."

Harry kissed Louis' cheek and headed down the hall to Isabella's room. She was coloring at her table and she smiled big when she saw Harry.

"Hey, Little Bird."

"Hi Harry! Is Papa still talking to Michael?"

Harry nodded, sitting on the floor next to her table. "He is."

"Michael said that he's going somewhere for work on Christmas so I can't see him."

"I heard. How do you feel about that?"

"I don't really care. He's nice and brings me sweets. Is he really my other daddy?"

"He is, love."

"Are you going to be with us for Christmas?"

"Papa and I haven't talked about it yet. Do you want me to be with you guys?"

"Yes, please. It would be the best Christmas if you were there, Harry!"

"Let me talk to Papa tonight."

"Okay."

Harry just sat there, coloring, with his favorite girl until Louis came into the room about ten minutes later. "Sorry, love. Liam will be here in a minute. Are we late?"

"No, I got here early so I can be with my two favorite people."

Louis smiled and sat down next to Harry. He rested his head on Harry's shoulder as Isabella asked, "Am I going to see Michael for Christmas?"

"No, chickpea. Not this year, but you are going to see your Grandma Louise and Grandpa Peter. Michael is going to Scotland for work," Louis explained to his daughter.

Harry could hear the disappointment in his voice. He knew that he wanted Isa to have two involved parents and Michael wasn't doing his part whatsoever.

"That's okay. Are we still going to Wolverhampton?"

"You bet. Nothing else has changed but Michael not being around."

"Okay."

"Are you sad? Sad that Michael isn't gonna be there?"