the baby project | harry styles

Chapter 2 - Blind Dates

"Alright Harold," Louis starts with confidence, "I'm going to help you out with this as much as I can."

The boys were once again on the bus, and Harry, currently the unhappy one, was slouching in one of the bus chairs. He had absolutely no idea how the whole "getting a girl pregnant" thing was going to work out. In fact, he was more terrified than he was mad. But don't get me wrong, he was definitely very angry.

"So to start you off, we need to set up a blind date. Several to be exact." Louis said all serious-like as if he were a lawyer just about to deal with a major case in court. He sat cross-legged with his hands folded over his knees.

Liam stared at Louis with his bushy, brown eyebrows furrowed into an angle. "I don't know about that Louis. I mean just think about it. What if one fan gets jealous and ends up fighting with another fan? What if Harry himself gets hurt? What if-" Liam's gentle voice trails off into the atmosphere.

"What if, what if, what if. You're so overprotective Liam. I say we go for it and hope for the best." Zayn speaks up from a cramped, but comfortable department of the bus.

Since they were all giving their opinions about what should happen, Harry thought he should get to say what he thought too. Everything was happening so very quickly, there just wasn't any room to talk.

"I-" Harry started to say, but none of the lads cared to take notice.

"So as I was saying, before I was rudely interrupted, the blind date will be as easy as a slice of cherry pie." Louis flashed the boys a pearly white smile.

"But why cherry pie?" Asked Niall from a glossy, wooden table that held a ton of food on top. Louis just rolled his crystal blue eyes, obviously not wanting to answer Niall's irrelevant, off-topic question.

"I don't know. It was the first thing that popped into my mind," Louis gave Niall one of his sassy looks that he usually did when he got aggravated. "ANYWAY," Louis started once again, only this time with more attitude, "This whole problem could be solved if you just listen to the older, and wiser, one." He points to himself with his thumb, raising his two thin, brown eyebrows.

It was a pretty reasonable plan, although Harry wasn't so sure if Louis was right about him being the "wiser" one. Louis could act pretty stupid sometimes, always playing practical jokes on people and acting immaturely. It was a bit hard to trust him at times.

"I-" Harry attempted to talk again.

"So all in favor say-"

"I'm trying to say something here!" Harry snapped, gaining everyone's attention immediately. Even the bus driver was listening. "I think that Louis has a wonderful idea, the whole blind date and everything. But it's too risky." Harry finally said what was on his mind, crossing his arms over his muscular chest.

"Like I said; go for it and hope for the best." Zayn repeated from the corner. He had his Mac-Book pressed against his lap and his feet kicked up on what looked like a chair or stool.

Harry nodded in response, and soon everything grew to complete silence. No one spoke, giving Harry the opportunity to reconsider Louis' idea.

Personally, I think this plan could really work, since I have no existing Plan B. The possibilities are endless of what could go wrong but also they're endless of what could go right. The more I think about it, it's more of a fifty-fifty chance of good or bad. So, as Zayn said, I think this would be my best option.

"I'm in." Harry said, destroying the intensifying silence that once filled the air. Louis smirked at the curly-haired lad and opened his mouth to speak again.