(August 8th - 7 weeks)
LOUIS
"We have to tell our mums, Lou," Harry reminded me. "We don't want them to figure it out by a ourselves when they see your bump."
"Are you calling me fat?" I asked offended.
He shook his head. "No! Absolutely not, baby, you're beautiful. You're not fat, it's just our baby growing inside of you, okay?"
I sighed. "I know, I'm sorry."
He smiled. "It's okay, I know this must be hard for you."
"I'm also just scared," I confessed.
"About telling our mums?" Harry asked.
"Well, yes, but also just about me being a parent. What if I'm a bad parent? What if bean doesn't like me? What if- mpfh!"
I was cut of by Harry pressing his lips to mine in a hard kiss. "Louis Tomlinson, you are going to be a fantastic parent, and bean is going to love you, okay? Don't stress about this."
I smiled at him. "Thanks Hazza."
"Now, let's go get this out of the way."
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"So, boys, how have you been?" my mum asked. We were still at Harry's house, my family had come to visit.
"We're good," Harry answered, putting a hand on my thigh and rubbing it softly. "We actually have something to tell you."
I cleared my throat. "Um, Harry and I, well, we're having a baby."
Everyone's eyes widened.
"Like, adopting?" Anne asked. "Boys, I'm glad you two are so committed to each other, but you're still in school. Maybe you should wait a while?"
I chuckled nervously. "No, actually, not adoption, so this isn't something we can really delay. I'm pregnant."
The room became eerily silent, and Gemma dropped her fork.
I grabbed Harry's hand for comfort.
"Oh," mum was the first to shake her surprise off. "Well, this is unexpected. How far along are you sweetie?"
"7 weeks. Bean's the size of a blueberry now."
"Bean?" Lottie asked with a smile on her face.
"We call the baby bean cause we don't know the gender yet," Harry answered.
Anne was still silent. "Mum?" Harry asked.
She blinked. "I'm going to be a grandma."
Gemma laughed. "Yeah, sorry mum, but you're old now."
Anne scoffed. "Excuse me young lady, I am not old!"
Harry and I smiled, both glad that our families were taking the news so well.
"Actually," my mum spoke up, "I still have some things of Doris and Ernest when they were newborns that I could give you."
I grinned. "That's great, thanks mum."
"Well, this has been an eventful dinner," Fizzy joked. "Anyone want to upstage them?"
This time Gemma cleared her throat. "Yeah, actually," she lifted a hand, "I'm getting married!"
"You have a boyfriend?" Anne yelled.
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HARRY
"Well, that could've gone worse." I sighed, flopping down on the bed.
Louis cackled. "Harry, Anne is still yelling at Gemma downstairs. How did you not know she was in a committed relationship?"
I stuck my tongue out at him. "Don't blame me! She's good at hiding stuff."
He shook his head, amused. "You're cute," he said crawling into bed next to me. "Ugh, I'm so glad this morning sickness is stopping. I don't think I could take it anymore."
I kissed his forehead. "I love you," I said before moving my face down to his tummy. "And I love you, bean."
Louis blushed, and I kissed his neck. "I can't wait to have a baby with you," I said honestly.
He turned over, curling his body into me. "I can't wait either. You're gonna be such a good dad."
I grinned happily. "God, you're the best thing that's every happened to me." I nosed his cheek, listening to his giggle.
"Shut up you sap," he said but he was smiling. "I love you too."
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Always You (L.S.) (Completed)
RomanceWhen Louis decides to text the boy he met at a party, he realizes that he gave him the wrong number. But is that really such a bad thing?