*editing* stay with me {l.s mpreg} | boyxboy

Chapter 38: Just f**k it

*Friday*

~Harry's POV~

Louis grabbed me, ''We don't have to go to the party."

I looked at Louis and shook my head, "No. We are going, Louis."

I then glanced over at Niall who was still cooking, I walked over to him. Leaving the angry boy alone. "Soooo, what are you cooking?" I asked, hoping he would tell me.

Niall looked at me and gave me an eye roll, "You'll see."

"Are you almost done though? Cos it really smells good!"

"Yeah it's almost done. Are the babies really hungry now?"

I nodded, "Very."

"Good."

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"Harry, foods done."

I heard his Irish accent and came to him as fast as possible, "Niall!"

"What?" He asked, looking vigorously around the room.

"It's perfect!"

Basically it was a taco with sweet corn piled on top.

I pulled Niall into a hug and I could feel Louis' eyes piercing into Niall's soul. At this point, I think they absolutely hated each other. I let go and sat down.

"Hey, Niall? Can I talk to you for minute outside?" Louis asked, standing up from the couch and towards the back door where the pool was located.

"Yeah, sure." He took another look at me and walked outside.

~Louis' POV~

"What do you want to talk about?" Niall asked.

I chuckled, "I know you and Harry have a bit of history together. But Harry is mine not yours anymore so that means keep your hands off of him."

"B-But I asked him if it was ok-"

I cut him off and tried to make my voice more strict, "Niall. I don't give a fuck if he said 'it was okay'. He's mine and those are my babies, so don't touch them." I looked at Niall with daggers I meant every word.

"Are you just using Harry just for your benefit? Is that why you want him to have another baby just so you can enjoy his suffering!?" Niall said, furious at this point.

"Rubbish! Why would you even fathom that preposterous idea!? I said getting angry as well.

"Because that's what it seems like Louis."

I walked a bit closer to him, "Leave. I don't want you here."

Niall whispered in my ear, "Just admit it. Harry was happier with me. At least I can cook for him."

"Leave. Now!"

Niall threw his hands up in defense and walked past me and went back inside. I followed behind and I looked at the dining table- Harry was gone. His plate still on the table but no Harry. Walking closer to the chair it was knocked over which made me very nervous. I ran upstairs yelling for Harry, but no answer. Opening all the door I checked his bathroom and he wasn't there. I looked in my old room and the bathroom door was closed. I knocked softly, "Harry?"

"G-Go 'way!" He screamed.

"Harry. What's wrong?" I asked with my hand on the door.

"Just..go away.."

"What about the party?"

"Fuck it..I can't go.."

"Okay and just answer this, are you okay?"

He let out a sob, "N-No.."

"Please open the door."

Moments later I heard the door unlock and then open. I looked at Harry who had tear stains on his face. I engulfed him into a huge, "What's wrong babe?"

"My t-tummy hurts.."

I pulled away and placed my hands on his tummy, "Do you want to go lay down with me?"

He slowly nodded.

"Okay." I helped him into the bedroom and into bed.

"W-Where's N-Niall?" Harry asked as he cuddled deeply into the blanket.

"Down stairs. Why?"

I was tired of hearing about Niall I wanted Harry to focus on me. I know that sounds selfish, but we are engaged. He should be focusing on his soon to be husband.

"I wanted to say..bye.." I glanced at Harry who buried his face into the pillow.

"No no, don't cry. I'll go get him. Hold on."

He slowly looked up with a smile, "Okay. Hurry back though I very tired."

"Alright."

I quickly went down stairs and got the boy I didn't like. Once I called for him he followed me up the stairs and into the bedroom.

"Here you go."

Harry attempted to sit up but failed at doing so. He looked miserable.

"Hey Harry. You wanted me?"

He nodded sheepishly, "Yeah. Bye Niall. See you later..."

"Okay. Good night Harry. Sleep well." He hesitated on kissing him on the forehead but did so anyways. Niall planted a small kiss on Harry's forehead and left the room.

Harry looked at me and patted the space beside him. I stripped down to my boxers and laid down in that empty space, slowly filling it up.

"I love you..Lou..Harry going..sleep.."

I watched as he slowly shut his eyes and drifted into a dream full state. I picked up my phone and rang Veronica.

"Louis?" She answered.

"Sorry, Harry and I can't make it. He's not feeling well at all and currently he's asleep." I said very quietly.

"Okay sweetie. It's fine. Maybe the next party, yeah?"

"Mhm, yeah definitely the next party."

"Alright, well tell Harry I said feel better."

"I will."

"Thanks for letting me know, bye Louis."

"Don't mention it and okay bye." I hung up and threw my phone somewhere in the room.

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*Saturday Morning: Now the 8th month*

After a terrible night I woke up to a very tired Harry. I sat up and went into the bathroom. Once I do what I have to do I walk back into the bedroom, still sleeping. I jog down to the ground floor and clean up a bit. I stood back and liked the work I have achieved. I sat down on the couch and turned on the tv. I could relax without hormonal Harry around.

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~Harry's POV~

"Ow." I clinched my tummy trying to find a comfortable spot, but couldn't find one. "Owwwe!" I slowly sat up and pulled the blanket off me when I noticed blood. Everywhere.

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