Sorry for not updating last friday, I was out of town and finally had time today. Hope you guys like it! :)

Three weeks later they found the perfect house with the most beautiful garden Louis had ever seen, he had fallen in love with it as soon as he had stepped outside. Harry had accepted the help of the rest of the guys not wanting Louis to lift heavy stuff now that he was in his twenty ninth week and it was dangerous for him to lift things up. The house only had three bedrooms and two bathrooms after Harry had insisted that they needed the space and when Harry was ready to throw away the side tables and coffee table he had made from scratch years before in order to get new ones, Louis had thrown a fit.

"Louis we're getting new ones. Don't you want new ones?" Harry pinched the bridge of his nose as he tried to convince Louis to let him throw them away.

"No, they're beautiful. Why would you want to throw away all your hard work." Louis pouted from where he had half of his torso on top of the coffee table holding onto the sides with his tiny hands trying not to put pressure on his belly.

"Because they're badly built and I would like to have new ones, I want the living room to look good, not like we picked up the furniture from a dump." Harry said finally taking a seat on the couch.

"We didn't pick them up from the dump, you made them with your bare hands and I think they're cute." Louis said still not budging, "I'm in love, you can't take them away from me, its not fair."

"Fine." Harry sighed grunting when Louis suddenly sat up and threw himself at him hugging him.

"Thank you thank you, you're the best." He said then pecked his lips before getting up to finish with the packing leaving Harry feeling butterflies all over his stomach and trying so hard to fight a smile until he lost and smiled like an idiot.

When they were done bringing in all of the stuff into their new house they sat down to eat the food Harry had gone to get from the closest restaurant. Louis ended up trading his food with Harry's when he started craving his crispy chicken and mashed potatoes instead of his grilled one with green beans. They pouted at each other for a few seconds while Liam, Zayn and Niall watched them until Harry gave in and gave him only half of his food while Louis gave him half of his.

"So what color are you guys going to paint the nursery?" Zayn asked before taking a bite out of his chicken.

"I don't want blue." Louis hurried up to clarify before Harry could open his mouth.

"But I want blue." Harry insisted watching Louis who swallowed his food before talking.

"No, I don't want that color." Louis said.

"Then what do you want?" Harry sighed putting his fork down.

"We're doing a nautical theme but I don't want the walls to be blue." Louis continued eating, "I want his bedroom to be different."

"Then it has to be blue. What kind of person does a nautical theme without painting the walls blue." Harry rubbed his hands on his face starting to get frustrated.

"I am." Louis rolled his eyes, "And baby Edward agrees."

"Baby Edward can't choose, he isn't even fully developed yet." Harry rolled his eyes hearing Louis gasping.

"You're gonna hurt his feelings." Louis' eyes started watering as he covered his bloated belly with his arms speaking up again before Harry could, "And don't you dare say he doesn't have any just because he isn't fully developed yet. You don't know that, you don't know anything."

With that Louis got up and left the kitchen heading to their new bedroom trying to keep his cries silent having left Liam, Zayn and Niall looking at him with wide eyes. They looked back at Harry who was completely unaffected until Liam gave Harry a questioning look but said nothing.

"What was that?" Niall finally asked.

"Oh, he gets like that out of nowhere. Hormones and all that but he'll be fine. Last time he got upset 'cause I wouldn't let him eat cookie dough, I mean, why would I let him eat it raw and risk him getting salmonella. He'll get over it and come back in a few minutes like nothing happened." Harry explained then continued eating motioning for them to continue eating.

"He looked really upset." Liam looked down at his food then back at Harry.

"Yeah but he'll be fine." Harry shrugged.

"If you say so, mate." Niall sighed.

True to Harry's words, Louis walked back in minutes later with a red nose and still wet eyes taking a seat on his old spot acting as if nothing happened. He ate his food in silence slowly scooting his chair closer to Harry's pretending like he wasn't even moving until he was right next to him, he then let Harry wrap an arm around his shoulders.

"You oka-" Harry started.

"We're still mad at you." Louis interrupted him then turn to look at Zayn, "You're great at this, tell him we don't have to paint it blue."

"You have a dark brown crib...all his furniture is that color, the room is already a light tan color and you could add navy blue and white curtains. I can see it already!" Zayn said rather excited.

"See?" Louis looked at Harry, "We don't have to paint it blue."

"Fine, do whatever you want." Harry sighed then got up to start unpacking wanting the master bedroom to be finished before night.

"What did I do now?" Louis stared at his retreating figure.

"Well, maybe he would like to have a say in how you decorate the nursery. Edward is his son too." Zayn said.

"I'll just talk to him later." Louis said feeling a bit bad.

By nighttime the master bedroom was ready and after putting away their clothes in their brand new closet they took turns taking a shower and finally went to bed. Like always, Louis woke up in the middle of the night to the baby's kicks and Harry singing to him like he had started doing ever since that night always scooting down so his head was right next to his belly.

He would always pretend to be sleeping while listening never getting tired of hearing the same song over and over again when it already had a meaning to him and it calmed their son down. He smiled when he heard his favorite lines making him feel a fluttering in his stomach wondering if it was the baby or something else.

Take my hand, take my whole life too. 'Cause I can't help falling in love with you. But I can't help falling in love with you.

"You should let daddy sleep, baby boy." Harry murmured against Louis' belly and seconds later kissed it letting his lips linger against the warm skin smiling when he barely felt a tiny kick against them, "I love you."

Louis felt a sudden emotion running through him when he heard those three words being spoken and fought the urge to run his fingers through Harry's hair. Instead he let Harry go back to his old spot next to him then turned to his side burying his face on Harry's chest. He let him wrap his arms around him and hold him close making him sigh in content and minutes later fell asleep again feeling safer than ever.

The next morning during breakfast it was almost like they were teenagers crushing on each other sharing small glances as if they were sitting in a crowded school cafeteria right across from each other. They spent the rest of the day trying to finish unpacking and when they were done they took a seat on the couch in their brand new living room just looking around.

"It looks great." Louis commented.

"You have great decor skills, its the perfect house." Harry smiled seeing Louis smiling too.

"Do you think we should just set up the baby's room like that? The color is already a light tan but if you want to we can go out and buy blue paint." Louis fiddled with his dainty fingers, "He's your son too and you get to pick a color too."

"I think we should leave it like that, but we could get little sailboat mobiles. It would look really cute." Harry said already getting excited making Louis' smile widen.

"We could look up for ideas, I want this nursery finished before he gets here." Louis grabbed his phone to look for ideas while Harry did the same.

~*~

A week later Louis was already thirty weeks pregnant feeling more tired than ever having to hold on tight onto his shopping cart not wanting to lose his balance without Harry there. He just wanted to finish with his shopping since they had no food then go home to take a nap glad that Des had given him the week off. He frowned when he felt a hard kick against the top of his belly quickly rubbing on the spot wondering if his son would ever bruise him up since he liked to beat him up.

He took his time looking for the right salad dressing knowing Harry preferred italian over the Ranch dressing and at that point in his life and pregnancy, he liked anything. When he finally found the italian he sighed in disbelief seeing it at the very top of the shelf pushed a little to the back making it impossible for him to reach it regretting telling Harry he could go on his own. He looked both ways looking for someone that could help him when he couldn't put himself and the baby in danger trying to reach it.

"Fuck this shit." He muttered already in a pissy mood.

"What a dirty mouth. Where did your manners go, Lou?"

Louis froze when he heard Collin's voice and closed his eyes squeezing them shut not wanting to turn around, he felt himself getting dizzy and just like that started walking away. He didn't stop almost making it to the end of the aisle when a cold hand wrapped around his arm and harshly turned him around almost making him collide with the products on the shelf.

"Ow, you're hurting me asshole." Louis hissed pulling his arm out of his hold and when he looked up he wanted to die when he saw Collin's gaze on his belly.

"You're pregnant." Collin stated unable to tear his gaze away from it.

"No, I'm just fat for the sake of being fat." Louis spat glaring at him.

"Not even a few hours into your weird marriage and you let that freak knock you up." Collin mocked him and it would have made Louis cry but now he was furious.

"Shut the hell up, at least he gave me what you never could." Louis spat realizing he had made the biggest mistake when realization crossed Collin's features, "Stay away from me."

"Its mine isn't it?" Collin grabbed his arm again making him stop.

"What? No! Get the hell away from me, this isn't your baby." Louis took a step back searching for ways to escape.

"We slept together before I- before we broke up, it has to be mine." Collin glared at Louis getting closer and closer.

"First of all you piece of shit, you used a condom and my husband didn't. Second, you're not the only person I've let fuck me. I'm married like I just said, loud and clear. Remember?" Louis flashed him his wedding band almost shoving it on his face so he could get a good clear look, "And I'm six and a half months along, not almost eight if it had been yours. You do the math." Louis lied knowing very well he was nearing his eight month suddenly glad that his belly was small.

"Do you really think I believe that? You're getting pretty good at lying Louis. That freak is such a bad influence on you, darling."

"Don't talk about him like that and don't call me that you asshole." Louis glared then pinched the bridge of his nose already frustrated, "Look...this baby is mine and Harry's, Harry is the father so stay the fuck away from us."

Louis glared at him one more time then turned around and walked away pushing his almost full cart in front of him leaving Collin behind still staring at him. Collin stayed rooted to his spot noticing an old lady giving him disapproving looks that had him glaring at her.

"Mind your own business, you old hag." He said trying to get his phone out of his pocket and once it was out he dialled the usual phone number.

"Hello?" A female voice answered on the first ring.

"Karlie, its Collin. Listen, I need you to find out a few things about my ex and his husband. Figuring it won't be too hard for you to do so, pay will increase the more you find out, and bring me like hospital records and such." Collin explained as he walked from aisle to aisle pushing his cart as if nothing was wrong.

"On it." Karlie answered before hanging up.

Now all he had to do was wait to find out if he was going to be a father, hopefully to a boy.

***~***

"Oh my god, oh my god." Louis walked as fast as he could towards the checkout line ignoring that he hadn't gotten Harry's salad dressing and he was going to make salad for dinner.

Once it was his turn he put his stuff on the conveyor belt as fast as he could with shaky hands giving the cashier a nervous smile. He couldn't help but look around and when the cashier was done he paid and was finally able to get out of there, he then rushed to his car shoving all of the bags in the backseat almost running out of breath. When he finally got in and started the engine his hands started trembling when he saw Collin putting his stuff in his car right in front of his own.

He slowly backed out not wanting to cause an accident and as soon as he was ready to go he pressed on the gas and sped out of there going a little faster than usual. He started calming down as soon as he was out of the parking lot and in the busy streets but soon his eyes filled with tears just wanting Harry to hold him close.

When he got home he only got the bags with cold foods and brought them inside putting them away right away then leaned against the kitchen island just wanting the baby to stop kicking once and for all. He stood there for a few more minutes and soon his cheeks were itching and wet with his tears wanting to stop crying but unable to.

"Stop moving dammit!" Louis yelled in frustration and soon enough he was sobbing and covering his face with his hands.

"Lou!?" Harry ran into the room with only a towel wrapped around his waist almost slipping as soon as he stepped on the kitchen floor, "Love, what's wrong?"

When Louis said nothing and continued crying, Harry only wrapped his arms around him trying to ignore the fact that he was still wet after he had just gotten in the shower. He held him close wanting to know what was wrong with him but let him let it all out knowing he would talk when he was ready.

"He knows." Louis said and when Harry gave him a confused look he only cried more.

"What? Lou, what happened?" Harry asked.

"C- Collin, he saw me and thinks Edward is his. I don't want him to be his, I don't want that...he's yours." Louis gave him the most heartbreaking look that had Harry hugging him tighter.

"He's ours, and he can't do anything about it." Harry started rubbing his back trying to calm him down while Louis nuzzled his face on the crook of his neck.

They don't know how long they stayed there until Harry went back to the shower but with Louis joining him this time still upset. He left him in their bedroom so he could change while he got the rest of the groceries and put them away, when he went back to their bedroom he frowned when he didn't see Louis anywhere. He then walked into the nursery remembering how Louis had insisted on that being his bedroom since it was right next to theirs and it would be closer to them whenever their son would need something.

"Can we set it up today?" Louis asked from where he was standing in the middle of the bedroom with a hand on his belly and the other holding a stuffed bunny Anne had gifted to her grandson.

"Yeah, let me go get the crib. Are you gonna vacuum the carpet first?"

"Yeah, I should do that." Louis nodded.

When Harry got back dragging the box containing the crib Louis was already done vacuuming the carpet, he smiled when Louis happily told him where he wanted it then got to work putting it together. Almost an hour later and after he had caught his fingers when trying to put it together he finally finished it and took his time to make sure it was assembled correctly. He then assembled a dresser and a nightstand wanting to do it once and for all cursing a few times whenever something would go wrong

"Its beautiful!" Louis exclaimed as soon as he had walked into the room with the crib bedding in his hands just as Harry had put the mattress in its place.

"I quite like it." Harry nodded moving aside to let Louis fix it.

The sheets were white with tiny navy blue anchor and rope patterns and the bumper was a navy blue color, and when Louis was done he placed a throw pillow and a blanket completing the look. It was as if he had forgotten what had happened earlier that day bringing great relief to Harry who had gone as far as thinking about getting a restraining order against Collin.

He had only nodded when Louis had asked him to help him put away the baby's clothes paying close attention on how Louis wanted them. His eyes had widened when he realized just how many clothes their son had suddenly thinking of a name knowing he still needed a middle one.

"Can we name him Ian?" He asked out of nowhere as he folded a few blankets putting them in the bottom drawer of the dresser.

"Huh?" Louis snapped out of his thoughts turning his head to the side to look at Harry holding a few hangers and clothes in his small hands.

"Can we name him Ian? I know he already has a name but I like Ian, we can name him Ian Edward. Please." Harry begged crawling towards Louis.

"Ian Edward..." Louis trailed off thinking about it while Harry anxiously waited, "Okay, I like it. Ian Edward Styles, perfect." Louis said still putting away tiny batman footed pajamas that Liam had given him.

"Yes! I've always wanted to name my first kid Ian." Harry hugged Louis' legs preventing him from walking.

"Harry!" Louis laughed, "You're gonna make me fall."

"Fine I'll let go." Harry sighed trying to get up and when he finally did he stretched out his arms groaning as he did so, "I'm gonna go make dinner. Did you bring the salad dressing?"

"No, I couldn't reach it and then fucking Collin showed up. The store should know by now that we buy italian dressing and they still put it at the very top and I can't reach it." Louis pouted and Harry found it absolutely adorable.

"That's okay, we can use ceasar." Harry shrugged.

"Eww, I'm not feeling it at the moment." Louis wrinkled his nose as he closed the closet door already finished with Ian's clothes.

He looked around seeing they still needed a few things like a rocking chair and a cover for the changing pad among other things that were starting to give him a headache just by thinking about it.

"I can go get the italian while you start with the chicken." Harry suggested then went to get his shoes on after Louis had agreed.

With time Louis slowly added a few more things in the nursery like two bookcases that he filled with toys and stuffed animals as well as a few books his and Harry's mothers had given them. The presents they had loved the most were the boat lamp Zayn had gifted them and the storage boats from Gemma so he could have his stuff ready by the changing table. Louis had absolutely lost his shit when the sailboat mobile Harry had ordered got there and was quick to ask him to hang it from the ceiling in the corner of the room where he had the rocking chair and the bookcases.

When Louis never heard from Collin ever again was when he could finally breathe unaware that by then Collin knew everything there was to know about his family. He continued with his life never hearing from his dad ever again and that somehow made him feel better knowing they were okay without him, they didn't need him at all.

~*~

By his thirty second week he started spending more time with his mum when she wasn't working and if he wasn't working he would spend it with Anne or Gemma's kids whenever she would bring them over. He absolutely loved taking them to the park with Gemma or going to her house when she had time now that she had started working in their company.

"Are you sure you're feeling okay, Lou?" Gemma asked once again after making sure her kids were where they were supposed to be.

"I am, just the typical pregnancy symptoms." Louis shrugged it off yet couldn't help but feel a bit chilly even when he was sitting in plain sunlight.

"You look awfully pale, I'm worried." Gemma continued, "And you kind of shiver sometimes."

"I look pale 'cause I need sunlight and Harry won't even let me go out of the house to absorb it a bit, I can't do anything without him there hovering." Louis almost rolled his eyes then started rubbing on a spot on the side of his belly when Ian moved a little.

"He worries Lou." Gemma chuckled then turned her attention to Melissa when she ran to them wanting Louis to hold her, "Meli, sweetie I don't think uncle Lou can hold you. He has a baby in his tummy and you're a bit heavy." Gemma gently told the now three year old.

"Oh that's nonsense." Louis finally rolled his eyes then smiled at Melissa who giggled, "Come here love. Your mummy is just like uncle Harry, worries way too much."

"Baby." Melissa said gently rubbing the top of Louis' belly with her tiny delicate hand.

"Yeah, I have baby Ian in there." Louis said picking her up and setting her on his lap as much as he could.

"Ian? I thought you were going to name him Edward." Gemma gave him a questioning look while Chase was running after Mason with a bucket full of sand from the sandbox in their backyard.

"Harry liked Ian better as a first name and Edward as a middle name, I don't think he likes the name Edward that much." Louis smiled a little.

"That's what mum used to call him whenever he would get in trouble when he was a kid." Gemma chuckled but quickly sobered up when she saw Chase dumping sand all over Mason, "Chase! What did I say before you were allowed to go there." She quickly got up leaving an amused Louis behind.

"Someone's in trouble." Louis poked Melissa's tummy earning a giggle.

"All the time, eve'y day." Melissa said resting her head against Louis' chest as much as she could while Louis rubbed her tiny back and kissed the top of her head.

He watched Gemma taking the kids inside to give them a bath as she scolded Chase and soon followed not wanting to stay behind and because he was starting to feel way too warm for his liking. He ended up leaving soon after when Christian got home completely exhausted from his night shift at the hospital and ended up going home when Jay and Anne asked if they could go over and finally see the nursery.

When he got there they were already there waiting for him holding two gift bags in their hands. As soon as Louis was out of the car they were quick to hug him as they greeted each other then followed him inside to the baby's bedroom.

"Oh sweetheart, it looks wonderful." Jay exclaimed as soon as she and Anne had walked in followed by Louis who had let them go in first and was starting to feel a headache coming in.

"I love the sailboat mobile, its exactly how Harry described it to me." Anne said as she looked at it then at Louis who was leaning on the doorway.

"That's my favorite part." Louis commented as he rubbed his left eye.

"Are you feeling okay? You look pale...and tired." Jay said quickly making his way to him.

"I am, the baby just likes to kick a lot during the night and doesn't stop unless Harry sings to him." Louis said trying to steer the conversation away from that subject, "Did I tell you he changed his mind and now the baby's name is Ian Edward."

"Ian is a lovely name." Anne smiled.

"I feel like it fits him." Jay agreed following Louis back to the kitchen for a cup of tea.

"Both of you did a wonderful job with the nursery, it looks great." Anne said.

"Thank you! It was all Harry, he assembled all his furniture then helped with all the decor. I just told him where to put them." Louis said feeling somehow proud of Harry.

"Just eight more weeks until we meet him...times goes by really fast." Jay looked down while all Louis could think about was the supposed divorce between her and his stepfather yet didn't dare himself to ask.

"We went eighteen weeks without knowing so I guess that's why." Louis chuckled.

"Good thing you found out on time to take good care of yourself and our grandson." Jay said as she smiled at Anne while all Louis did was nod in agreement not really feeling like saying anything else.

A few minutes later was when Louis truly started feeling sleepy feeling his throat burning everytime he would drink the warm liquid. When his mum and Anne finally left he took a bath then went straight to bed not even waiting for Harry or bother making dinner when his eyelids felt too heavy and couldn't keep them open for long.

What felt like a long time later he could feel the sweat pooling on his collarbones feeling hotter than ever as he kicked the covers away and when he tried to open his eyes it felt like they were glued shut. He could hear Harry's voice begging him to wake up but couldn't do so and seconds later he could no longer hear him.

When he woke up again his throat felt like it was on fire thanking whoever was up there for the light being off knowing it would have bothered him. When he finally fully opened his eyes he frowned in confusion when he noticed he wasn't in his bedroom and in his bed, instead, he was in a hospital bed and Harry sleeping on the recliner a few feet away from him. He was only wearing a hospital gown and had an IV on his hand starting to freak out when he noticed a CTG belt strapped around his tummy and just by seeing Harry still wearing his work clothes.

"Harry?" Louis mumbled as he sat up watching him stirring and seconds later he was by his side with his hands on either side of his face looking like he was about to cry at any moment.

"You scared the hell out of me Louis! Why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling okay, I thought I was going to lose you and the baby." Harry angrily said then hugged him as tight as he could while Louis was more confused then ever.

"What are you talking about? Why am I here? Last thing I remember is falling asleep before you got home, I was tired." Louis mumbled against Harry's chest feeling him rubbing his back then running his fingers through his hair.

"When I got home you were already asleep and running a really high fever, you wouldn't wake up and I freaked so I brought you here. You were coming down with a severe cold and you didn't say anything. Why didn't you tell me? The doctor said is really dangerous with the pregnancy." Harry explained still holding onto him.

"Is Ian okay?" Louis asked waiting terrified for the answer.

"He's okay, you both are okay now. You scared me." Harry's voice trembled finally letting go of him and that's when Louis noticed his eyes wet with tears.

"We're okay now." Louis said laying down again when his lower back started hurting.

"We'll wait until the doctor says so and I have to call everybody, they're so worried about you. Your mum wanted to come but she has to take the girls to school and I told her I would keep her informed." Harry said.

"Can I have some water? And what time is it?" Louis yawned.

"Its seven in the morning."

"Don't you have to go to work?" Louis raised an eyebrow.

"I called dad to let him know I wasn't going in today and he gave me the rest of the week off plus he thinks you should go on maternity or paternity leave, whatever you wanna call it." Harry explained letting Louis drink the water.

"What? No! You know I hate doing nothing and I'm gonna be so behind by the time I get back, and lets not forget that I'm gonna have to stay home with Ian for the first few months." Louis angrily pouted.

"Lou, its for your own good. Dad and I just want you to be okay and comfortable, I don't think sitting on that chair almost all day is good for you." Harry tried to make him understand.

"Can I at least work from home? I'm gonna feel so useless if I don't do something productive other than eat my bodyweight in food." Louis begged smiling when Harry finally agreed.

By noon Louis was finally released from the hospital with instructions to rest, eat and drink plenty of fluids as well as take the prescription the doctor had given him. As soon as they had gotten home Harry had already called family and friends to let them know they were fine then had spent the rest of the day next to Louis pampering him as much as he could.

By mid afternoon Louis had fallen asleep covered in blankets with 22 Jump Street still playing on the tv and an empty bowl on his nightstand. When it started getting late Harry finally went to bed after cleaning the kitchen when he had made a mess trying to cook a good meal for Louis.

He wrapped his arms around him after kissing the side of his belly unable to imagine a world where Louis and their son weren't there, it was impossible to imagine it or go back to how things used to be before they met. He just hoped Louis would feel the same someday.

Thoughts? :)