Maybe The Unexpected Isn't So Bad

A/N: Hey guys, just so you know, I think the idea of men being pregnant is really wrong but I found a male pregnancy fan fiction on the internet and ever since I’ve had this idea and I haven’t been able to get rid of it! I’ve wrote ten pages on word in two days just to attempt to get it out but I just keep getting more and more ideas for this plot and I have to write it other wise it won’t go away! So warning, if you don’t like m-preg or are against boy/boy then just… don’t read this. You’ll hate it because sadly, I am now addicted to writing about male pregnancy. Yay! *rolls eyes yet continues to write as more ideas come to me*.

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in this story.

 

Chapter One

 

Harry’s Perspective

I look over at Louis, who doesn’t notice me staring as his blue eyes look around the room, looking nervous and uncertain with his lips pressed together tightly as he looks down at the table, slumping back. I want to reach out and take his hand to comfort him but I know he’ll just flinch away, meaning thousands of people will see it and rumours will be spread about us breaking up. I lean towards him as he looks around the room again, looking scared.

“It’s okay, Lou. I’m right here.” I murmur into his ear and his blue eyes flicker to me, fear showing through them as I place my hand on his knee which is bouncing up and down and I don’t think he even knows. “I’m right here.” I repeat before kissing his cheek, the fans screams filling my ears as I pull away, rubbing his knee, trying to comfort him but the fear still doesn’t leave his eyes as they flicker around the room again. I watch him closely before realising the boys are too and Paul comes up behind us, placing a hand on my shoulder. I look up and he leans over, his mouth near my ear.

“We’re cutting it short. We’ll have you all out within ten minutes. Try and keep him calm.” Paul orders and I nod to him before he takes a step back, straightening up as I look back to Louis, who’s keeping a calm expression but his eyes tell a different story. Liam, who’s sitting next to him, has his mouth to Louis’ ear and even now, when Louis’ on the brink of having a panic attack, I still feel jealous, even though I know there’s nothing going on between Lou and Liam. I take a deep breath, calming myself before continuing to rub Louis’ knee. After a minute, Liam pulls away from Louis but whatever he said to my boyfriend had no effect on him as Louis’ eyes continue to dart around the room. I glance at Paul who looks at me desperately, begging me to do something to calm him down because if he breaks down in front of so many cameras the media will spread so much shit about him. I look back at Louis and realise he knows that and that’s the only thing stopping him from letting himself from getting the hell out of here right now. I lean forward to Louis and press my lips to his neck.

“I’m going to kiss you.” I murmur, knowing I have to give him warning otherwise he’ll break away from me. Louis glances at me before I press my lips to his. He reacts instantly, his hands sliding up my chest and around my neck, opening his mouth to let my tounge slip into his mouth. I place both of my hands on his waist, everything else fading away but Louis until we both have to pull away, needing air. We stare at each other and after a moment, I remember why I kissed him the first place just before the screaming of excited fans fill my ears. I stare into his blue eyes and see that he’s more relaxed and less scared. I let myself relax before I press my lips to his but quickly pull away, murmuring “Everything’s okay. Paul’s going to get us out of here and then we can go home.” Louis nods slightly before Zayn and Niall stand up, starting to say goodbye to all the fans quickly before we all stand up, heading of stage. As we do, my arm wraps around Louis’ waist protectively. As we finally get out of all the fans view and into our dressing room, Louis starts to lean on me more heavily. Niall rushes over, wrapping his arm around Louis’ shoulders, helping me place him down on the couch.