College Boy [h.s]

Seventeen.

Teagans POV

Eight Months Later

"And the cake, Jesus, the cake was delicious. It was just a beautiful ceremony over all," Louis bragged, taking a drag from his cigarette beside me.

He had just gotten back from Harry's wedding and he was telling me all
about it.

"Why are you telling me this?" I ask, rolling my eyes.

"Because I know you just love hearing about your exes perfect wedding," he said.

"Yeah yeah I get it, good cake and a perfect couple. Now would you put that out, I'm pregnant for fucks sake," I said. 

I couldn't help but feel some time of way when Louis is talking about Harry's wedding. Maybe it is envy, but I am not sure.

"You're grumpy when you're pregnant," Louis groans, sticking the cig down onto a plate. The smell was repulsive to me at this stage in my pregnancy. A lot of things made me feel nauseous. 

"I've gained 25 pounds and can barely see my toes and I still have 2 months to go, yes I am grumpy," I say lamely.

"Well atleast your baby is gonna be the cutest and it will be worth it," he says with a smile.

"True. I just wish it would hurry up and come out already," I said. 

"Are you ever gonna tell me if it's a boy or a girl?" He asks.

"No, it's a surprise. We aren't telling anyone," I said.

"Fine then, I'll just pretend it's a little boy and call it baby Tommo," he said smugly.

I huff. He was pissing me off and I wasn't even completely sure why. 

"Hey there baby Tommo,"
"little boy,"
"Tommo man," he said in a childlike manner, putting his hands on my stomach.

I roll my eyes in annoyance. "It's a girl okay, god dammit you annoying twat," I spit. 

Little things seemed to drive me insane because of the hormones.

"Yeah I knew that already, I just wanted to hear you say it," he admits, slumping back onto the sofa. 

"Wha- how ? Who told you?" I ask, already knowing the answer. 

"Who do you think?" He said.

"He's in so much trouble," I mumble. 

Ryan and I had only been together about 4 months when I got pregnant. It was totally unexpected and unplanned, we've been handling it alright, but not great. 

"Ah come on, he's a weak link, don't blame the lad. How are you guys doing though, for real?" Louis asks.

I sigh.

"It's hard, we're trying and I don't think we're going to break up, but it's difficult. Sometimes I feel like I don't even know him at all, it's weird," I said. "Like I'm not even living my own life."

"I'm sorry," Louis replies with a sad smile.

"It's okay, it isn't your fault," I said.

"I know, but I love you and I want you to be happy," he says.

"I am happy," I say, not even completely sure if it was true, grabbing his hand in my own and just sitting like that. "You're my best friend, Louis. I don't know what I would do without you, and I mean that."