*editing* stay with me {l.s mpreg} | boyxboy

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*monday morning*

It's been a week since the incident. Nonetheless, just when we thought everything was getting better things just get much worse...

{l.t pov} | "some just don't leave"

I was suddenly awakened from a deep slumber to these awful sickening noises coming from the bathroom. I looked over and Harry wasn't sleeping beside me. Glancing over at my phone I see that it's around 5 in the morning.

"Harry? Are you okay?" I called out softly, getting out of bed and walking over to the bathroom door.

"L-Louis.." his voice was cut off as he emptied more of the contents in his stomach.

"Harry, open the door," I said sternly with my hand on the door knob.

"No, L-Louis.." He was cut off once again, but this time after he was done I heard a flush. once the door had opened, Harry's eyes were filling up with tears and he pulled me into a hug. Sobbing in the crook of my neck as my bare shoulder began to become damp in tears.

"Harry? Are you okay?" I asked as I rubbed small circles into the small of his back. I pulled away from the sick boy and handed him a tooth brush, "here."

he took the tooth brush from my hand and brushed his teeth carefully.

he finished as he replied, "I-I think so, Louis.." Harry crawled back into bed and hugged the pillow tightly. he left me standing there rubbing the back of my neck in pure confusion.

Harry sat up and looked at me with the same puzzled face. I turned around to face the young boy and then went back into the warm, comforting bed.

I placed my hand on Harry's tummy and felt a tiny bump. At this I furrowed my brows, asking, "It's your tummy bothering, yeah?"

"Yeah, but it's okay," He said smiling at me and trying to get me the cuddle him deeper. he placed his hand on top of mine, which was on his tummy.

"Okay, Harry.." I said a little bit more concerned than I was before.

Harry scooted closer to me and slowly fell asleep once again.

Me on the other hand, I just kind of stayed up thinking, but I couldn't drawl any conclusions. I looked at Harry's tummy and smirked.

{h.s pov}

I woke up to the sound of my alarm sounding off. Looking over I through tired eye I saw Louis was still sound asleep. I slowly made my way to the bathroom, ignoring the sore in my tummy.

I turn the light on in my bathroom and look in the mirror. Turning to the side I glanced at my tummy, rubbing my hand over the small bump. I furrowed my brows and sort of pushed on it. At this I wimpered because it hurt. Biting my lip, I just shook it off and got ready for the tedious day head of me.

I look through all my shirts to try and find something that wasn't tight. Something that could hide this new discovery. I eventually find a blousse that was perfect, grabbing a pair of skinny jeans. I head back into the bathroom to take a shower.

after awhile I go into the bedroom to wake Louis up, but to see he was already awake. "Oh, I see you're already up." I said with a quiet chuckle.

"Yeah.." he said not looking at me.

"What's wrong?" I said, sitting on the edge of the bed glancing at my love.

"I'm just worried about you, that's all. Is there something you're not telling me?" He asked finally looking at me. my heart sank at his sad puppyish eyes.