Maybe It Was Meant To Happen ~ larry mpreg au ~ book 1

17. I'm allowed to have cravings

HARRY

Louis's morning sickness (or as he liked to call it 'lunch sickness') hadn't happened in two days, and Harry was happy about it, so to celebrate he took Louis to his favourite Italian restaurant for lunch that day.

They were sitting out in the terrace, it was an unusually warm day for the end of October, and Harry could tell that Louis was really excited to be able to go out to have lunch without having to rush to the bathroom afterwards.

"Are you ready to order?" the waiter asked after he brought their drinks.

"Yeah, I want the chicken alfredo please" Louis told him.

"And I want the spaghetti and meatballs please" said Harry.

"Ok, coming right up" he said and left.

"You always order the same thing Haz, you should try something new, they have like 20 more dishes" Louis said.

"But I like the spaghetti and meatballs and I know it's good here, so why change it?" Harry answered.

Louis just rolled his eyes at him.

They had been really good since the whole Nate drama the week before and Harry prayed that things stayed that way.

"So what are we doing on Friday?" Louis asked.

"Ummm what's Fr... Oh it's Halloween! I almost forgot!" Harry replied.

Harry loved Halloween, he loved dressing up and the decorations and going to a party where everyone was wearing a costume.

"Yeah, so the lads are going to the costume party at the pub and I was thinking we should go too" said Louis.

He knew what pub Louis meant, it was the pub they always used to hang out at, but they hadn't been there since Louis got pregnant, because a pregnant person and a pub don't really mix well.

"As much as I love a Halloween party I don't think that's a good idea Boo" Harry said.

"Why not?"

"Because you're pregnant and it's a pub" he explained.

"So? I obviously I won't drink" Louis argued.

"But it's going to be packed with drunk people and I don't trust drunk people" Harry insisted.

Louis rolled his eyes again.

"Don't be so overprotective Haz, we'll just dress up, go to the party with our friends and have fun, drunk strangers won't be involved. If you want I can just sit the whole time" Louis begged.

"I'll think about it" Harry said.

"Why do I feel like I'm 15 all over again and I'm asking my mum permission to go a party?" Louis asked laughing.

Harry just laughed and stood up "I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be back in a second".

He wondered if this party was a good idea. Louis had a point, they would have fun and he wasn't going to drink, neither was Harry for that matter. And if Louis just sat down in a chair all night nothing could go wrong, right?

When Harry got back to the table the food was already there and Louis was eating.

"Sorry I started without you I was hungry" Louis smiled sheepishly.

"It's okay babe" Harry said sitting down.

He looked at his plate and frowned, this was just a plate of spaghetti.

"What happened to the meatballs?" Harry asked Louis.

And then Harry noticed Lou's cheek had a tomato sauce stain. Did he eat them?