Wheels Within Wheels (Larry Stylinson AU Mpreg)

Chapter Nineteen

LOUIS' POV

"You what?"

Harry shook his head, pacing past me. "Mum called me and told me that me Nan had died and left something to me. She made me go back to that house and they talked to me about my life, and I actually feel like fucking crying right now,"

I slowly made my way to the couch and lowered myself onto it with a little difficulty. Harry sat down next to me and began explaining what happened.

"I got this kind of cool locket from my grandma," He spoke, showing me an ancient looking necklace breifly before he tucked it under his plaid shirt again. "Anyways, I'm warning you now, I talk fast when I'm flustered. Which is weird for me because I'm the first to admit that I talk really slow. But, I went to my house and of course Mum made me take off my damn shoes because she's like a germ freak but they made me sit and talk and they judged me a little. They didn't know that men could get pregnant and am I talking fast? I feel like I'm just rambling,"

I chuckled lightly at his slight change in character. He seemed kind of boggled. It was adorable.

"Well, you're talking at the speed of a regular person now, so, we can't complain." Zayn chimed in.

I smiled slightly at Harry. "Just calm down and get through the story."

"Right," Harry took in a breath, then went on. "When Mum got up to get me my stuff, Dad told me that he would support us financially if we end up keeping Tommy, but he didn't want to have a proper relationship with me or whatever. And I realized, I never, ever had my parents to be there for me and tell me I'm great and give me cookies, yeah?"

I nodded. He paused, taking a second to stare into my eyes with fazed green ones. "Well, what if we give Thomas up to a, like, adoption agency or foster system and he gets ignored his whole life? I can't let that happen to my son, Lou."

"Harry, I-"

"I'm not going to let it happen to my son."

I blinked a few times, shrugging. "I can't-"

"I'll keep him."

"What?"

"You heard me," Harry said, shifting to face me more. I peered over at the curious spectator and gave him the give-us-a-moment look. Zayn rolled his eyes than stood, exiting the room and leaving Harry and I alone.

From his room Zayn shouted, "Make sure you speak up a bit. Not listening or anything, my door's just open. It's quite hot don't you think?"

I ignored Zayn's comment and continued to gaze incredulously at Harry, speaking barely above a whisper, "You mean you're going to take custody of him?"

"That's exactly what I meant. I want to make sure Thomas never has a life like mine. I don't trust anyone to ensure that but myself."

"Harry I-" I couldn't even find the right words to say. My hands somehow found my stomach right as Thomas began kicking. Just feeling him move brought a new wave of emotions over me. "Do you think you can handle it?"

"Do you think I can't?"

I swallowed, "Well, no, but, you are twenty, Harry... I don't know if that would honestly be best for him, either."

Harry scoffed. "Okay, I didn't mean it like-"

"No, no, you're right. I'm an asshole with anger issues, why the hell would I be trusted with my own child whom I love with all my heart and would do anything to protect and give a great life?"

"Harry, I know you'd be a good father and I'm not saying you don't love him. I'm saying having a baby is a huge responsibility."

"I'm not irresponsible, Lou."