Wheels Within Wheels (Larry Stylinson AU Mpreg)

Chapter Twenty

LOUIS' POV

Everything seemed to be happening so quickly; like the world was put in fast forward. I was dizzy, but not to the point of dysfunction. Yet, that is. I felt as though my mind and body would eventually disconnect. 

Where the hell is he coming out at?

My imagination made my heart race even faster and the seconds felt like years as I waited for Harry to come to my rescue. I held my stomach and breathed in and out, in and out. It seemed like it should've been more effective. 

Two hours of feeling like I'm dying later, and I was stable in a hospital bed. Stable for now, at least. Tommy is not a patient baby.

I was talking to Mum and the girls as Harry awkwardly stood in the corner of the room, pretending to be busy on his mobile. I thought his constant assurance that he's terrible with families was just part of his bad-boy ploy, but he was truly awkward around them.

"Do you still get to name him?" Daisy chimed, peering at my belly. 

 "I still get to name my baby." 

"Are you sure?"

"Positive," 

I was distracted by Harry clearing his throat abruptly. I locked eyes with him before he exited the room. I watched as Mum pulled out some a few pounds and handed it to Lottie. "Take the girls to get something at the gift shop. Please,"

 Lottie nodded and the rest of my sisters followed wordlessly. I perked my head at Mum, who was now sat down beside me. "Gift shop? In a hospital?"

"Yeah, they have loads of.. Things."

"Arlight then." I granted her a half-hearted smile then went back to fiddling with the bracelet they secured on my wrist. She spoke again, "I thought we were finished with Harry, by the way..."

I huffed in exasperation. "Me too, but I'm obviously not. I don't want to be. There's so many things wrong with him and with us, but I love him, Mum..." 

She smiled warmly at me. "I know you do."

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"I rang Zayn and he should be here with Nandos in forty minutes to a half-hour," Harry announced, sliding his mobile into the back pocket of his tight, black jeans. 

"Thank God. I don't think I could shovel another mouthful of that flavorless Jell-o into my mouth to save the world," I said, placing the tray of my disgusting hospital food onto the table beside me. Harry seated himself next to me and folded wove his finger-tips into mine. 

"Are you okay?"

I nodded, curling my lips upward. "I'm terrified." 

He smiled back at me. "You'll be alright, Lou. I promise," 

"I know... Thank you, Harry."

Harry knit his eyebrows together. "For what?"

"For being here with me," I answered, slowly rubbing my thumb against his. "You have no clue how much having you around calms me down." 

"Don't misread me, Lou," He spoke. "I'm only here for Tommy." 

I rolled my eyes. "Thanks." 

He chuckled lightly and placed his second hand over mine. "I will always be here for you. Even if you don't want me to be."

"And I'm here for you. Just, not when a small person is trying to espace from inside of me." 

Harry laughed softly again, "I'm glad I can count on you."