Can I dip? | Larry Stylinson

S i x t y - f o u r

Pregnant.

Pregnant?

Harry's pregnant.

Wait—Harry's pregnant?

Louis stands there, staring at the vomiting boy behind Niall, who announced the news that would ruin Louis's whole world.

"And it's Tom's baby."

All he could do is breathe heavily. His hands curl up into a fist, his face emotionless. Suddenly, he leaves without a word, darting out of the door in a swift.

He's gonna puke. He's gonna puke. He's gonna puke.

He quickly opens the front door and took his time to shut it carefully—to prevent drawing any attention, but in his case it's really unlikely. He starts to bite his nails, looking around and thinking. Rapid blinking comes along, tapping of his left foot, and gulping over exaggeratedly.

The door slowly opens, a worried Zayn comes out peeking over his shoulder.

"Hey, you alright?" He asks, patting his shoulder. Louis continues to blink rapidly, shaking his head.

"Can't be happening."

"Look, I know this is hard for you, but—"

"No! Zayn! No!" Louis looks at him for the first time since he came out of the door, his eyes turning red all over.

Zayn takes a step back and stares at his broken friend in concern. "I-"

"The baby.." Louis cards his left hand through his hair, inhaling. "It must be mine—not his." He strongly believes, looking back at Zayn.

"It's mine, Zayn. Not his—I'm sure of it."

Zayn gives him a pitying look, "I don't know, man." He glances down his feet and back to Louis. "This is a pretty big deal. I don't think Harry would keep it a secret from you if you really are the dad."

Louis shakes his head, not convinced. He lowers down his voice into a whisper. "No! You don't understand. We've been—"

Niall walks out of the door, "Harry asked for you guys." he states, going back in, clearly getting bored of this whole drama club. He knew this would happen.

Louis sighs, putting his hand over his face. Zayn strokes his back, "It's gonna be okay."

No, it's not. Louis thinks.

The two walk over to the table where Harry sits. This time there's a pink towel over his shoulder.

Harry coughs, covering his mouth with the pink towel he left on his shoulder, putting it back in its place once he finishes using it. He purses his lips and looks at the boys sheepishly.

"I know it sounds a bit sudden..." Harry starts off. Louis ducks his head down. He glances at Harry and somehow he sees a glint of guilt in his eyes when the boy looked at him.

Louis thinks about the possibility of Harry suggesting the idea of Louis being the father, but he wouldn't be announcing it too soon if he wasn't sure. Louis's chest hurts as he imagines the greater possibility of Tom being the actual father. It's just wrong. Too wrong.

"I do think so too. I wasn't even prepared for the news—I mean, I'm a man and I thought I had a perfectly normal male reproductive system. Turns out, I'm very much wrong about that."

Harry laughs lightly, occasionally—frequently glancing at Louis. The older boy looks away every time, making an effort of looking anywhere but Harry.

"I-I was irresponsible. I did the—uhm—act with nothing on. I really didn't know that one of the consequences would be getting—uh—pregnant." Harry looks at Louis again.

"This whole thing was never on my mind—at all." He coughs again, smiling. Louis ducks his head, whispering profanities under his breath. Why the fuck is Harry looking at him.

He couldn't even handle the fact that Harry's pregnant with someone else's baby, then he decides that it's a great idea to use his stupid eyes to look at him while he's doing his whole speech.

"So—I haven't told mum and dad yet. Also Tom—" He practiced a smile, "the father of my baby."

Louis clenches his jaw at that line. Is Harry trying to piss him off or what? He's honestly tired of trying to get the boy. He knows he has thought about officially ending the chase in the airport—but he thought about how impossible it is while they were on the road.

Harry's a wonderful boy in a very toxic relationship—and he can easily pry him out of it because he knows he can give Harry something better—but now he thinks otherwise. He has no chance.

He doesn't want to be a home wrecker. Having a child with a partner is basically telling the obvious that the your partner is stuck with you—stuck with the responsibilities and obligations. He has no choice but to be with his newly formed family.

The baby will imprison him, and Tom will have another reason for Harry to stay.

"So I hope none of this leaks out to anyone. I want the whole reveal to be specia—"

Louis doesn't even wait for Harry to finish that last sentence. He walks out of the circle, making Harry's smile falter. Harry stops talking, making the other two look at him and follow his gaze. His gaze leading to Louis, slamming the front door.

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