And My Heart Is A Hollow Plain (Larry Stylinson Mpreg)

VIII

"It's a simple cold, but with the pregnancy his body can't fight it as well as it would if he wasn't expecting." The doctor informed them, seeing the relief on Harry's face as he held onto Louis' hand where he was sitting next to him on the bed.

"Do you think my child is okay?" Harry asked, knowing the doctor wouldn't talk to his father about him and Louis.

"It is moving as it should and Louis is big enough like he should. I say he or she is in good condition." The doctor assured him as he smiled, "Are you going to tell your father soon?" He asked him.

"Tonight after Louis and his friends move in with me." Harry nodded, looking Lucy's way who was busy packing Louis' stuff, "And if he doesn't accept him and my child then I guess he'll be the last of the Styles to rule over England." Harry said, having decided that no one, not even his father will keep him from being with Louis and their child as he looked at a sleeping Louis, running his fingers through his soft hair.

"I know Des and your mother have been dying for a grandchild. Sure, the circumstances are different but you're intending to marry him. That child will be born under that marriage and will have a right to the throne once the time comes. I've known Des since we were very little and I know that if you approach him the right way then he won't deny you anything." The doctor said, placing his hand on Harry's shoulder, then pulled it back to gather his things.

A few minutes later he was out the door leaving the house soon after with Zayn who offered to accompany him back to the palace now that Harry will be leaving with the rest. Harry let Louis rest a bit more before he had to absolutely wake him up, and instead watched Lucy finish what she was doing before she excused herself to go pack her stuff and let Liam know who no doubt will go wherever Louis went.

"Harry?" Louis woke up almost half an hour later, looking around the room until he spotted him by the window looking outside.

"I'm here." Harry rushed to his side, taking a seat next to him, furrowing his brow when Louis only stared at him, his blue eyes searching for something in his that he couldn't decipher until Louis spoke up completely surprising him.

"That night I waited for you to come back, I wanted to tell you I had changed my mind but you never did. Then I went looking for you and when I saw you I followed you hoping you'll still want me...I guess you don't anymore. I was too late, wasn't I?" Louis looked down, tracing circles on the bedsheet with his index finger.

"No." Harry answered, catching Louis' attention who looked up at him, "I still want to marry you, I was just giving you the space you needed before I decided when to approach you again."

"I was scared, I didn't want to end up the same way again. I- I didn't want to go through the same hell again. There's so many things you don't know about me as I don't about you. I wasn't sure you were telling the truth." Louis confessed as he looked around the room, sitting up when he saw his packed bags.

"I told Lucy to pack them for you. You're coming with me, Kitten." Harry said.

"W–What about Lucy and Liam? I'm not going to leave them behind." Louis looked at him as he chewed on his bottom lip.

"They're coming too and when we get there, you and I need to talk. I won't keep any secrets from you." Harry said, leaning down to kiss Louis' forehead focusing on whether it was still warm or not, never seeing Louis blushing.

When Louis felt a bit better, Harry helped him up and helped him change into warmer clothes then led him outside to where a carriage was already waiting for them. He helped him into it then Lucy while a few guards loaded their bags in the back, and as soon as they were ready he and Liam as well as the many guards he had brought for protection got on their horses and started their journey. On the way there he couldn't stop looking around the almost dark empty streets, making sure no one was lurking around afraid of something happening to Louis and their child.