"Babe, come out I bet you look beautiful." Harry says and stares at the dressing room door that Louis is behind.
"No I don't Harry I look fat." Louis' voice comes from the other side of the door and Harry can imagine the older boys pout. Harry leans back on the couch that he's sitting on and crosses his leg, resting his right foot on his left thigh.
"Louis." Harry says in that tone he uses to let Louis know he is serious. "I bet you look stunning, so come out and show me." Harry hears Louis sigh again but thankfully the lock sounds and the door swings over just to revile Louis' head.
"Do I have to?" Louis says shyly and looks down at Harry feet.
"Babe." Harry gets up and walks over to the door. He places a finger under Louis' chin and lifts up the boy’s face. Louis' blue eyes stare sadly up into Harry's green ones. "Please come out." Harry runs his fingers over Louis' check and the boy nods slowly.
With a smile Harry steps back and let's Louis walk out fully. Harry smiles at the boy in front of him. Louis' arms are crossed over his belly, gently resting on the top of it. He's digging the toes of his left foot gently into the ground. Harry can't stop smiling at the outfit Louis is wearing, a deep blue suit- a little darker than his eyes- with a white dress shirt underneath and no tie due to the fact it wouldn't work with his pregnant belly.
Yeah, pregnant.
It all started six years ago during Harry's first year at uni and Louis' second. They met the cliché way, Harry accidentally bumped into Louis and they both dropped all their books and papers, then while picking everything up their hands touched and well it was love at first sight. Super cliché I know.
Four years later, after uni, Harry as Louis were madly in love as they walked slowly down the London roads. When they stopped at a random water fountain Harry told Louis he loved him, got down on one knee and purposed. Louis, through all his tears, said yes.
A year later Louis and Harry were happily married. It was two months into their marriage when Louis asked Harry if they could have kids. Harry was cooking and Louis was sitting on the counter horribly stirring whatever Harry gave him. Louis had just flat out asked Harry to get him pregnant. Harry's eyes got wide and needless to say Harry started fucking Louis right on that counter.
Two months later Louis started getting sick so he went out to the pharmacy and bought a pregnancy test and well it was positive. Harry might have fucked Louis a little gentler that night.
Now though Harry and Louis are out shopping for a suit for their friend, Zayn and his fiancés, Perrie, wedding. Louis, being a little bit bigger than before- belly wise -is in need for a new suit to fit his eight month belly.
"See, I told you that you look stunning." Harry says and places his hands on the smaller boys hips.
"I still look fat." Louis says with a smiling pout and Harry wonders if he's going to have two kids to take care of (He looks back and laughs at this thought because Louis is an amazing dad).
"Louis, you aren't fat you are pregnant with our baby." Harry says seriously and Louis nods and looks away. The taller boy sighs and pulls Louis closer until their bodies are flushed together and Harry's chin in on Louis' head.
"I can't breathe." Louis says after a few minutes from where his face is against Harry's chest. The younger boy chuckles lightly and steps away but keeps his hands on Louis.
"Sorry babe." Harry says with a kiss to Louis' lips. "Sorry baby." He says and leans down to kiss Louis' belly. When he stands back up Louis is smiling at him as he places a hand on his belly, rubbing it slightly.
