Not So Simple

Chapter Two

Neither Zayn nor Louis speak about the whole 'pregnancy' thing again for another week. Louis made his friend promise not to tell the other boys, especially not Harry, which Zayn had. But the Pakistani boy also made Louis promise him something. That if he continued to have pregnancy like symptoms a month later that he'd take a pregnancy test or go to the doctor's.

Louis starts to distance himself from Harry. He doesn't think the curly haired boy minds much, since he begins to hang out with Lauren A LOT more. They'd really hit it off, which is a good thing. For Harry.

If he's being completely honest with himself, Louis's dying inside. Not just because of Harry being with someone who wasn't him, but because his retching and headaches and mood swings were still going on, and the possibility of him being pregnant became more and more realistic as the days went on. Harry's in love with Lauren, while Louis might be pregnant with his child. What was he supposed to do then?

"Louis, open up!" There's a knock on Louis and Harry's flat door, so Louis opens it, seeing Zayn standing there. Had it been another month? Louis hadn't been paying attention in the slightest. Maybe because he was too scared to.

"What're you-" Zayn interrupts him by pulling out a box of pregnancy tests, unopened and terrifying. Louis gulps.

"Is Harry here?" Zayn asks, and Louis shakes his head. He's out with Lauren, to dinner or mini golf or some other thing that Louis isn't aware of. He hadn't fully been paying attention when Harry told.

Zayn let's himself in, opening the box of tests and tossing one to Louis. He catches it, staring at it like it's the devil itself. Soon his eyes look up from the test, instead looking at Zayn with desperate eyes.

"What if I really am I pregnant?" He chokes.

"Well you're going to have to tell Harry."

Louis flinches. "No," he says definitely. "I'm not telling him. He's in love with Lauren, I don't wanna ruin their relationship by some stupid drunken mistake we made."

"It's a baby, Louis." Zayn says softly, causing Louis to swallow thickly. Right, a living, breathing baby could possibly be inside of him. Half him and half Harry.

"I need to... Um... Take the test, yeah?"

Zayn nods, shooing him into the toilet. Louis stands inside the room for at least ten minutes, his heartbeat erratic and breathing hurried.

"Come on, Louis!" he urges to himself. "Just pee on the stupid thing!"

He always used to think that girls were so overdramatic when it came to pregnancy tests. They were having a baby, or they weren't having one. No big deal, right? Wrong. It was a huge deal that could ultimately ruin Louis' life. Okay, maybe not ruin it, but it'd be forever changed.

He slowly stands in front of the toilet, opening the pregnancy test with shaking fingers. Louis stands there, cursing under his breath when he finds he can't pee.

"Zayn!" he calls out.

"What, Louis? Are you knocked up or not?"

Louis frowns. "I don't know. I haven't taken it yet. I can't pee." He admits bashfully as Zayn starts to laugh.

"Seriously?" Louis answers with an annoyed 'yes you twat' and Zayn's laughter quiets to small chuckles. "Do you want me to get you some water or soda or something?"

"No! Shit, this is humiliating!" He moans, putting his head in his hands.

Zayn huffs. "Well if you don't want any of my help, I guess you're just gonna have to sit there for a little while."