Blind date (Larry Stylinson) {Completed!}

57.

I apologize for any mistakes

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"Harry!" Louis could barely form words as he hunches over the toilet for the seventh time that night. He hurls his breakfast from hours ago.

Harry bolts upstairs and into their room. He sighs when he sees Louis flushing the toilet. The curly haired man knew he had to tell Louis.

It's been nearly a month now.

"Babe." Louis sobs, he hides his face with his arm as he cried. He had been sick for the longest time now without any explanation.

"Lou, I need to tell you something." Harry sat in front of his boyfriend, crisscross. "Don't get mad."

Louis removes his arm and frowns. "Depends on what it is, Harry." He spoke breathlessly.

Harry nibbles on his bottom lip, nervously. Louis noted this behavior but decided to not question it as Harry opens his mouth. "When you were in labor, you asked for one last ultrasound. Doctor Greg found a fetus in the picture." He informs.

Harry knew this day was coming sooner or later, so he practiced on what he was going to say for weeks and he couldn't screw it up.

He watches as Louis' face falls from sick to worry to anger. Harry becomes nervous when Louis stayed silent. He didn't say a word, he only stared at his boyfriend in disbelief.

"W-What are you saying, Harry?" Louis questions in a mere whisper.

"You're pregnant, love."

Louis breathes in and out rapidly, he gets on his knees and plants his face in the toilet. He shakes violently as he pukes in the toilet bowl. Harry cringes, he didn't mind hearing or seeing Louis in this state, he has seen it before but now?

Louis was shaking and that worried Harry.

"B-Babe?" Harry rubs his back.

Louis leans back and flushes the toilet. He pushes Harry's hand off of him and stood up. He brushes his teeth, Harry staying in the same spot as before.

"Lou, say something.." Harry pleaded.

Louis throws his toothbrush in the sink after he was done. "A month!" Louis shouted. He rushes out of their bathroom. Harry was quick to follow after him.

"I know, I should have told you earlier. I'm sorry." He says.

Louis turns around, causing Harry to bump into him. "A month! You didn't say shit! Why?" Louis' voice cracks.

"I didn't want you to stress babe. I knew you were going to react like this, it's not good for our baby Lou." Harry explains himself.

Louis' eyes seem to harden, he wasn't going to calm down anytime soon. "How is this possible?!" Louis cried out and stormed out of their room. Harry follows Louis, the two of them headed downstairs to the kitchen.

"Doctor Greg says it's called-"

"I know what it's called!" Louis opens the cupboard to grab himself a glass. "I can't deal with anymore kids Harry! I just had Sage!"

"I know-"

"No! You don't know Harry! It's hard to deal with this! Worst part is you don't have to go through this, I do!" Louis slammed the glass on the counter.

The cup shatters from the hard impact to the marble surface. The tiny shards fly to the floor combined with large pieces. Harry's eyes widen when he sees Louis standing there, frozen in his spot.

"H-Harry.." Louis' eyebrows scrunch into fear, he didn't dare to look down because if he did, he'd become really sick or maybe even pass out.

Harry gulps, his eyes wondering down to Louis' hand. He clenches his teeth together tight, a piece of glass was through Louis' hand, a sharp, large, bloody piece.

"Papa!" Joesph ran into the kitchen. Darcy trails after her brother speed walking, she couldn't run with Sage in her arms.

She holds the baby's bottom, his head on her shoulder. Darcy grips onto Joesph's shoulder and pulls him out of the kitchen when she saw what was going on.

"Papa.." Darcy spoke."Take Sage please Harry, I'll help papa, okay? Just stay calm everyone."

Harry took Darcy's advice and took Sage out of her arms. The younger man stood next to Joesph, they both watch as Darcy goes into the pantry to grab a broom.

"Dad, stay calm and don't move, okay?" She says calmly as she quickly cleans up the glass around Louis' sock covered feet.

Over the summer, Darcy had taken interest in medical school and even switched her classes around in order to learn more about it. She showed a deep passion for it and the lovers rooted for her.

Darcy watched movies and videos, she knew exactly what to do in this frightening situation. After she picked up the glass on the floor she attended to Louis who was slowly starting to snap out of his shock phase and into reality.

Darcy grabs Louis' wrist and leads it to the sink, carrying the broken glass underneath her hand. She turned on the cold water, and added in their sink stopper just in case glass had went down the drain.

The water filled up the sink, Darcy bites her lip as she gets ready to remove the glass from her father's hand.

Minutes later, Louis was a crying mess about how much it burns and there was so much blood. Darcy and Joesph help Louis to the bedroom to get him comfortable. Darcy gave Louis a pill to ease the pain in his hand.

Sage cried, feeling hungry. Even though Louis was injured he still decided to take the screaming baby in arms to feed him. He kicked everyone out of his and Harry's room, leaving Darcy and Joesph confused.

The three of them head downstairs, Darcy with a frown on her face. "What was it that you two were bickering about now?" She asks.

"I don't want to talk about it, dove." Harry flopped on the couch and placed his head in his hands, feeling terribly stressed out.

He still didn't know what Louis was going to do with their baby. He sure as hell didn't want for Louis to get an abortion. That would break Harry in pieces. So he laid out and waited for the kids to fall asleep before he did, his mind on Louis and how he feels.

~LouisSmolBean
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