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Anne ended up getting there by nine in the morning, giving hugs and kisses to everybody before she left, telling them Des was already at the hospital. Harry decided to have a movie marathon after Ian had spent the first thirty minutes of his cousins being there chasing after Melissa, giggling every time she would turn around and chase him. It was all fun and games until Melissa tripped and fell down taking Ian down with him who started crying soon after. Louis had immediately picked them up and hugged them trying to calm them down and minutes later they were back to normal as if nothing had happened.

The kids had chosen The Incredibles after voting and Louis couldn't agree more with the results when it was going to be Ian's first time watching it. He had left it already playing, having made all four kids sit down then made his way to the kitchen where Harry was making snacks. Louis started cutting up fruit for Ian since he still couldn't have popcorn, making sure to add banana and strawberries.

"Babe, do you want orange juice or fruit punch?" Harry asked him, "I'm giving the kids fruit punch. Or do you want water?"

"I prefer fruit punch...and a water bottle in case I get thirsty later on." Louis answered, grabbing more fruit for the rest of the kids in case they wanted some too.

"Got it, love." Harry said, sticking his tongue out as he poured juice into the cups and sippy cup, glad that his mum had brought cups with lids for Gemma's kids.

When they finally got to sit down Ian got up from the floor and made his way to the couch, raising his little arms so Louis could pick him up. Harry ended up doing it, placing him next to Louis then went back to watching the movie as he ate his popcorn with extra butter. He had his own bowl since the sight of the buttery snack made Louis nauseous just by looking at it. Louis was trying to watch the movie but kept getting distracted seeing Ian completely ignoring the fork and instead eating using his fingers, then watched him wiping them on his white shirt.

"Here's a napkin, pumpkin. You use them to wipe your hands." Louis showed him the napkin, then started wiping it letting him go as soon as he was done.

They spent the rest of the morning watching movies until noon, that's when they decided to go to the neighborhood park and let the kids go crazy. Louis was sitting on the bench, rubbing small circles on the side of his belly as he smiled and watched Harry playing with the kids. He thought Harry looked hilarious when he was pretending to climb the monkey bars then cooed at him when he helped Ian, sometimes about to get up when Harry would slightly let go of their son. He was still watching him when Harry's phone started vibrating and he picked it up as fast as he could seeing it was Anne.

"Hello Anne." Louis cheerfully answered just as the kids screamed when Harry started chasing after them. He watched Ian trip then get up again as he laughed, not wanting his daddy to catch him.

"Hello sweetheart! How are you feeling? How's Harry and all the kids." Anne asked.

"We're all doing okay...we're in the park. How's Gemma?" Louis asked, resting his back against the back of the bench.

"Oh Lou! She just had Carley about half an hour ago and they're both doing wonderful. Carley is just gorgeous and I'm in love!" Anne gushed.

"That's great! Harry was about to lose it, I think he was thinking about driving there." Louis smiled, "We'll be there as soon as we can, meanwhile please congratulate Gemma and Christian."

"Will do sweetheart! Gemma is already anxious for the older kids to meet Carley." Anne told him and after saying their goodbyes, she finally hung up.

"Who was it?" Harry asked, a nervous expression on his face that made Louis furrow his brows as he tried to sit up straight.

"Your mum." Louis answered, taking Ian in his arms as soon as Harry gave him to him, "She called to let us know that Gemma had the baby and they're both doing wonderful. I told her we would be there as soon as possible, so please help me up and round up the kids."

Harry was quick to help him up then called for the kids making quick work of buckling them up then drove to the nearest restaurant to feed them before going to the hospital. When they were done, he drove to the hospital already too excited for his own good, wanting to meet his newest niece.

"Don't speedup, Harry." Louis chastised him as he placed his hand on the front of his belly, "I don't want you to crash."

"Sorry love." Harry slowed down, but then had to stop at a red light, "I'm just really excited."

"Uncle Harry?" Chase called from the backseat next to Ian who was already passed out and holding onto his giraffe. His babydoll nowhere to be found, and Louis suspected Harry had something to do with it.

"Yeah bud?" Harry smiled at him through the rear view mirror.

"Did mummy have Carley yet? Is she out of mummy's tummy? It's been forever! Is Carley not tired of being there all the time?" He huffed, then fixed Ian's pacifier when it was about to fall out of his mouth making the toddler furrow his brow before his face relaxed again.

"Carley has to be big and strong to come out of mummy so I don't think she was ever bored." Harry explained, "And now that she is, she came out of mummy and is waiting at the hospital ready to meet you and Mason and Melissa."

"Is she little like Ian?" Mason asked.

"Way more little, you'll love her." Harry answered.

"Ian meeting her too, uncle Harry?" Melissa asked, "And uncle Lou, too?"

"Right after you three meet your little sister. But you're gonna have to be really quiet when you walk into the room and gentle with her when you hold her." Harry explained, "She's very little and fragile."

The kids seemed deep in thought and a few seconds later nodded staying quiet the rest of the way until Harry was entering the underground parking lot, having to stop to get a parking stub from the machine. He found a parking spot close to the entrance then turned the engine off before removing his seat belt then grabbed his phone and wallet and got out of the car. He speed walked to the other side to help Louis out of the car and as soon as Louis was steady on his feet, he opened the door to unbuckle the kids. Louis kept all three of them from running off then started walking as soon as Harry had Ian in his arms.

Once they got in the elevator, Louis ended up pressing the button to the maternity ward when Chase and Mason started fighting over it, waking Ian up in the process who was now grumpy. Ian had a pissed off expression on as they made their way to Gemma's room, pulling on the little hairs on Harry's nape. Harry kissed his cheek frowning when Ian pushed his face away then rested his head on his shoulder as he sucked on his pacifier.

"Hey." Harry looked at Ian, getting the toddler's attention, "We're gonna go in there and meet Carley, she's your new baby cousin and I want you in your best behavior. Got it?" He raised his brow.

"She's my sister." Chase told Ian.

"We know champ." Harry smiled down at his nephew then looked back at Ian, "That means no throwing any tantrums or screaming because you don't get your way."

"He gets it, babe." Louis sighed, smiling when they got to the door.

"I just want to make sure." Harry shrugged, "Okay, you kids are going in first to meet baby sister while we wait here." He happily announced.

They knocked on the door smiling when Anne and Des walked out, their eyes a little red from crying knowing it must've been emotional for Gemma. They were quick to get hugs, smiling when Ian smiled at Des and went to him wanting his papa to hold him. He comfortably settled down in his arms while his cousins went into the room, that's when he started wiggling, running to stand by Louis who was sitting down on a chair as soon as Des had set him down. Louis tried to pick him up, but Ian pushed his hands away and backed up against the wall going still.

"He's pooping Harry, let him be." Louis said when Harry tried to pick him up.

"Oh god, he already stinks." Harry wrinkled his nose.

"Not as bad as you did when you were his age." Des teased him.

"Dad!" Harry exclaimed completely horrified.

"Just telling it like it is, son. No need to be ashamed." Des roughly clapped his back, taking Harry by surprise who stumbled a few steps forward.

"He's done, I'm gonna go change him." Louis said as soon as Ian walked up to him looking uncomfortable.

"I'll change him, you stay here." Harry grabbed Ian's hand and his bag, walking away to search for a bathroom.

"I think we should start potty training him, I don't want to be changing diapers all day." Louis sighed, resting against the wall already getting tired of sitting down.

"We had trouble potty training Harry, he didn't stop using diapers until he was almost three. But our mistake, he was our baby so we didn't really pay attention to that." Des took a seat next to Louis.

"I hope Ian learns soon." Louis smiled, turning to look at the door when it opened and Anne walked out.

"Hello sweetheart." She smiled at him already leaning down to kiss his cheek and touch his belly.

"Hi Anne. How's Gemma and Carley doing?" He asked.

"They're doing wonderful! I actually came out to ask you and Harry if you want to meet her." Anne cheerfully told him.

"We would love to! I'm just going to wait for Harry and Ian." Louis said, staying where he was to wait for his husband and son, "Dirty diaper." He added when Anne gave him a questioning look.

"We'll just wait here with you, dear." Anne took a seat next to Louis making conversation with him.

~*~

"Okay, all ready and clean!" Harry smiled at Ian as soon as he had pulled his pants up.

He picked him up and made his way to the sink with him in his arms so both of them could wash their hands. When they were done, Harry gave Ian a paper towel and instructed him how to wash his hands and showing him that he had to throw the paper towel away in the trash can. As soon as they were out of the family bathroom, Harry set him down and grabbed his hand before he could run off like he always did. He was happily humming a random tune when they passed the vending machines and Ian made him stop eyeing all of the snacks with hungry eyes.

"Daddy." He looked up at Harry with the greenest eyes then looked at the vending machine, placing his hand over his tummy, "Daddy hung'y."

"You're hungry again, bud?" Harry asked as he eyed the snacks trying to find a healthy one for his son to have.

"Yes." Ian nodded, placing his little hands on the glass and pressing his face against it.

"No!" Harry pulled him away when he saw Ian about to lick the glass, "That's full of germs, it's gross."

"No." Ian shook his head, "No no no no." He singsonged.

"That's right, peanut! We don't lick random things." Harry crouched down to be on Ian's level and kiss his cheek, "Now what do I get you."

He stayed there for god knows how long until he decided on the Goldfish snacks and a water bottle to fill up his sippy cup in case he ran out of water. He reached for his wallet to grab the money, but his eyes widened when it was empty except for his ID and credit cards among other things like a picture of all three of them and an old condom.

"Well fuck me." Harry sighed as he searched through his wallet hoping to find some change then looked around hoping to find an ATM.

"Fook!" Ian shouted as he slapped the glass with both hands.

"No! Ian shut up!" Harry covered his whole face with his hand as he looked both ways and Ian giggled his little heart out, "Little boys don't say that!"

"Daddy foo- ahh, fook!" Ian screamed when Harry wouldn't let go of his face.

"Sir, is everything alright?"

Harry groaned when he heard the male voice behind him hoping for Ian to shut up, but his prayers weren't answered when Ian continued to shout the word fuck at the top of his lungs. He picked him up and held him close as he slowly turned around expecting to see a random doctor, but to his surprise, Trevor was standing in front of him clad in uniform and holding his car keys and wallet in his hand.

"Hi!" Harry nervously smiled, "Everything's fine, was just looking for some change to get him a snack." Harry explained, trying to hold the squirming toddler in his arms.

"I see." Trevor chuckled, "Hi Ian!" He waved at the toddler who was now quiet and still staring at him with a blank expression.

"Say hi, buddy. That's daddy's friend, his name is Trevor. Can you say hi?" Harry kissed his cheek.

Ian hid his face on the crook of Harry's neck, wrapping his arms around his neck and his legs around his torso. Harry gave Ian an apologetic look then started rubbing his son's back, smiling when Ian pulled away to look at Trevor again. His green eyes held curiosity for the man standing in front of him and when Trevor smiled and waved at him, Ian finally smiled back

"Are you going to get something?" Trevor pointed at the vending machine.

"I was, for Ian, but I don't have any cash. Do you know where I can find an atm around here?" Harry asked.

"Its two floors up." Trevor answered hearing Harry groaning.

"Nevermind then, we gotta go back anyway. My sister had her baby and we're gonna go meet her. Right, peanut?" Harry looked at his son then at Trevor.

"I'll get him the snack." Trevor took a step closer with the money already in his hands.

"You don't have to do that, we'll come back later." Harry argued.

"It's no problem, really. We can't have this cutie going hungry." Trevor said, reaching to tickle Ian's tummy, completely ignoring the way the toddler tensed up.

"I'll pay you back." Harry gave him a grateful smile.

"You don't have to." Trevor said as he reached for the snack then gave it to Harry, going back to looking at Ian, "Can I hold him?" He asked.

"Of course." Harry said, handing him his son who tensed up even more as soon as he was in Trevor's arms.

Ian looked at Harry with wide eyes then at Trevor who was already talking to him, then pushed his hand away when Trevor poked his belly. Trevor continued talking to him and tickling his tummy until Ian began to relax and actually giggle when Trevor would tickle him.

"He is adorable, Harry." Trevor handed Ian back to Harry, glancing at his phone, "I really have to go, my lunch hour is almost over. Bye Ian!"

"Say bye, peanut." Harry waved at Trevor, proud of his son when the little boy waved back.

Harry opened the bag of goldfish then made his way back to Gemma's room where he saw Louis still on the same spot, but now deep in conversation with his mother. Louis smiled at him as soon as he saw them and slowly got up with Anne's help, and a hand under his belly that only kept getting bigger. Ian wiggled out of his hold and once his little feet touched the ground, he took off running stopping right in front of Louis offering him a goldfish.

"Thank you, pumpkin." Louis took it, "Why don't you give nana Anne some too." Louis told him, then watched him take one out of the small bag and give it to his grandma before doing it again to get one for his grandpa.

"Such a sweet boy, my goodness!" Anne gushed as she opened her arms to hug him, kissing his cheek as soon as Ian ran into her arms.

"Do you think we can see Gemma now?" Harry asked.

"Yes, we were actually waiting for you." Louis told him, already making his way to the door.

When they walked inside Louis wanted to coo at the sight of a very tired but happy Gemma holding the tiniest baby he had ever seen. He was glad Anne was holding Ian, except for the part where he was leaving crumbs all over the front of her shirt, because he was going to hold her new niece and he needed someone to watch Ian.

"Congratulations Gemm! How are you feeling?" Louis asked her, "Look at her, she is gorgeous."

"I'm doing great and I can't stop looking at her, I don't think I've cried this much in my life." Gemma chuckled even though her eyes were already filling with tears, "Would you like to hold her?"

"I would love to." Louis held out his arms for her, carefully holding her as soon as Gemma handed her over.

"Hello love." Louis cooed at her, her eyes were closed as Louis took a seat on the couch, fixing her tiny pink hat where he could see she had a lot of light brown hair.

"Mummy." Louis looked up when he heard Ian's distressed little voice.

He was standing in front of him, still holding onto the bag of goldfish, and staring at him then down at Carley. She nuzzled her little face against Louis' chest, then rested her arm against it going back to sleep soon after. Ian slowly made his way to him, looking up at Harry when he took a seat next to Louis to get a better look at his niece. Ian placed his hands on the top of Louis' thighs, careful not to touch the baby in his mummy's arms wondering what was it that he was holding letting Harry pick him up.

"Pumpkin, meet Carley. She's your auntie Gemma's baby, isn't she adorable." Louis let his son get a better look at the same time he kissed his son's cheek and Harry rubbed his back.

"Baby." Ian looked down at her then back at Louis, then a smile started forming on his lips, reaching out to softly pat the top of her head.

"Yeah love, she's a baby." Louis happily told him unable to wait to have his own babies, even more when Ian kissed the top of her head then her forehead.

"Baby love." Ian giggled, looking up at Louis with a surprised expression when Carley opened her eyes and yawned then closed them again.

"I am so getting that on camera." Anne sniffled, "I already have pictures of the rest of the kids."

"Mum you're gonna make me cry. Again."Gemma fanned her face, tears already in her eyes.

"Mummy, you cry a lot." Chase sighed, shaking his head.

"She's happy, bud. You laugh when you're happy, but mummy cries because she just had a baby." Christian explained to his son.

"Is uncle Lou going to cry too?" Mason asked as he made his way to Louis and bent down a little in front of him to be able to look at his belly, "He's going to have a baby too.so I say he's going to cry like mummy."

"He's going to cry more." Chase told him as if he was a grown up, "Uncle Harry said he's having two baby girls."

"Kids, don't be rude." Gemma scolded them as Louis chuckled.

"Mummy's happy and if I cry it will be because I'm happy too." Louis explained, receiving a nod from both kids who accepted the answer.

They moved to a corner of the room to play, followed by Melissa and then Ian when the toddler got tired of looking at the baby. Louis let Harry hold Carley after he wouldn't stop complaining about how his husband was hogging him and he wasn't going to get to hold her at all. Anne made sure to take pictures of him when he was holding her and was already so in love with her.

"Look at her, she's like a copy of Gemma when she was a baby." Harry looked at his parents then back down at her niece.

"You said the same about Melissa." Gemma playfully rolled her eyes, "And look at her, she looks like her daddy."

"I am a hundred percent sure she will look just like you, gorgeous just like her mummy." Harry fondly said, just as the baby opened her eyes and started crying already hungry.

"I think that's our cue to leave." Harry got up to give her back to his sister, "Mum said she's taking the kids for the night. Congratulations again, Gemms. She really is a gorgeous little thing." He kissed her forehead.

"Thank you, H." Gemma held out her arm wanting a hug that Harry happily gave.

"We'll go see you when you go home. Congrats again!" Louis hugged her as soon as Harry pulled back then looked down at Ian who was standing next to him and trying to look at the baby again, "Say bye bye to auntie Gemms, pumpkin." He picked him up so he could kiss them goodbye.

"You are adorable, munchkin, I love you! I'll see you when I go home, okay? You have to visit me, tell daddy and mummy I said so." Gemma kissed his cheek before Louis set him down again.

They ended up leaving a few minutes later after Harry had given all of the kids stuff to his dad so he could take them home with him. He still remembered how his mother had made his father take a seat so she could take pictures of him with all their grandkids, two more months and Saylor and Samantha would also get to be in the pictures. When they got home, Louis went straight to take a shower claiming that the warm water helped with his back. Harry wanted to shower with him, but couldn't when Ian wouldn't go down for a nap and he had to stay with him.

He ended up chasing after his son all over the house, and whenever he would catch him, he would lift him up into the air and throw him then catch him in his arms again. Ian was a laughing mess, screaming every time his daddy would get too close, and continued doing so even after Louis came in, almost tackling the toddler down. Louis had taken a seat on the recliner, trying to get some work done at the same time he was smiling just by watching Harry playing with their son.

The chase had turned into a tickling fight where Harry tickled Ian then Ian would try and tickle him back but all he managed to do was poke Harry's sides with his fingers. Harry had him flat on the couch with no shirt on, blowing raspberries on his tummy as Ian screamed and laughed, holding onto Harry's hair trying to push him off.

"Dad- daddy no!" Ian laughed, throwing his head back as he kicked his little legs out.

"No!?" Harry looked at him, "What do you mean no, you little terror!" He exclaimed before going back at it until Ian rolled off on his side.

Harry sat against the couch letting Ian jump, he was laughing until Ian fell off the couch and everybody went silent. Harry stared with wide eyes hearing Ian whimpering before he sat up, giggled again then jumped on top of Harry trying to smother him with kisses.

"Ahh, you're crushing me! Help!" Harry shouted, purposely falling over to the side with Ian still on top of him a laughing mess, "Daddy needs mummy to help him!"

"No!" Ian laughed, Mummy nono, mummy mine."

"No, you poop! He's mine." Harry said, laying down on his back with Ian straddling his stomach.

"Poop!" Ian giggled.

"That's right! You're a poop." Harry said, then snorted when he was trying so hard not to laugh. He was trying, until he didn't dare to laugh anymore.

"Fook!" Ian shouted, trying to tickle Harry again.

"What did he just say?" Louis paused what he was doing to look at Harry, a murderous expression already on his face.

"Shoe, he said shoe." Harry quickly said, then put a hand over Ian's mouth just when the little boy opened his mouth again.

"I told you to watch your mouth around him, Harry." Louis groaned, "You better get him to stop saying it before your parents or mine hear him. How embarrassing would that be!"

"I'll get him to stop saying it." Harry quickly said.

Louis only gave him a warning look then went back to what he had been doing, while Harry did the same until Ian started rubbing his eyes. He had taken a seat on the couch, with his leg crossed over on top of the other one, slowly falling asleep. Harry moved him so he was on his side then laid down next to him, turning the tv on and leaving it on a football match while Louis continued working. It was such a calming and relaxing afternoon, the calm before the storm.

~*~

A month later Louis was already eight months pregnant and ready to explode, feeling like they were going to come out at any moment. He was huge, he felt huge, but Dr. Freeman had told him his babies were a bit on the small side. He and Harry had been extremely worried when they had received the news, but had relaxed when she explained that their babies were very healthy. They just couldn't wait to have them in their arms, all three of their babies.

Louis had started working from home and it was now Harry who would drop Ian off at daycare then Jay would pick him up and drop him off home on her way to her home from work. Sometimes Lottie would pick him up and bring him home, then would stay there just wanting to keep her brother some company. Ian would throw a fit every day in the morning before leaving for daycare until Louis convinced Harry to just let him stay home. His baby didn't need to be in a daycare away from his parents when one of them wasn't going out to work.

Harry sometimes would get home later than usual but Louis never questioned when he had many things to do and it was already hard to move around. He had already gotten everything for the twins thanks to Zayn who had gone with him and had helped him bring everything inside the house. He had stayed longer when he insisted on helping him put everything away exactly where Louis wanted it while Ian played with his toys.

"So I made an appointment with the doctor and Liam and I finally got tested to see if we're carriers." Zayn commented.

"Do you have the results?" Louis stopped refolding his babies blankets to give Zayn his full attention.

"He's not..." Zayn trailed off.

"Oh Zayn, I'm sorry." Louis gave him the saddest look but then furrowed his brow when Zayn started smiling like a fool.

"He's not but I am!" He shouted, startling Ian who gave him a bitter look before going back to his toy trucks, "I am going to have Liam's baby! Now I need you to give me your ob-gyn's number to make an appointment as soon as possible!"

"This is so exciting!" Louis squealed, "I am gonna give it to you now and I want you to make an appointment. Now!"

If Louis was happy, he was even more happier when Dr. Freeman had time to see him that same day when Zayn had called just after somebody else had canceled their appointment. They decided to finish what they were doing then after Louis made a snack for Ian, they finally left the house. Zayn was just about to pull out of the parking lot when he got a call from Liam, he talked for a few minutes then hung up.

"Liam called to ask where I was, they got off work like an hour ago." Zayn commented.

"An hour ago!?" Louis questioned, "Then where's Harry, he should have been home thirty minutes ago." He frowned, then grabbed his phone to call him but Harry never answered.

"Maybe he's on his way." Zayn said, "Liam says he has to stay a little bit longer just to make sure everything's where it's supposed to be so nothing goes wrong."

"You're right." Louis nodded, "I'm just worrying over nothing. Can we take Ian to my mum's? She said she'll watch him so we don't have to take him."

"Of course! I haven't seen Jay in a while."

They ended up getting to the hospital fifteen minutes before the actual appointment when Zayn had stayed longer at Jay's house when they had a lot to talk about. Louis looked around while Zayn filled out the paperwork and when he was done, they were called in and led to one of the rooms. They asked a lot of questions and after a few tests and an ultrasound, it was determined that Zayn was very healthy and could get pregnant any time he wanted.

When they walked out, Louis had to take a seat on one of the chairs glad that he could look at the people walking in and out of the exam rooms while he waited for Zayn who was getting prenatal vitamins. It was better to start taking them before getting pregnant if he was planning to, which Zayn and Liam totally were. He took a deep breath, getting ready to get up when the door opened again and a couple walked out.

"Congratulations again! I'm sure you two will make wonderful parents to the little one." One of the nurses, who had recently started working there, said in a cheerful tone.

"Uh, I...I'm-" The future father stammered, scratching the back of his neck then pulling on his hair.

The hair Louis had ran his fingers through way too many times to count, the back of his neck which Louis would kiss every time he could. He felt all the blood rushing to his head and started seeing blurry when the tears clouded his vision, feeling an ache in his chest and the tears burning his eyes. When a cold shiver ran down his spine, he harshly wiped away his tears already rolling down his cheeks, now feeling a deep anger rushing through his body.

"What the fuck?" Zayn said as he grabbed Louis by the arm when his friend started walking there.

"Let me go. Now." Louis hissed, his face getting redder when they saw Harry placing his hand on Trevor's lower back as they walked to the front desk, "I'm going to fuck that bitch up. Let me go, Zayn."

"You don't know what's going on! Maybe it's not what it looks like." Zayn tightened his grip on his friend's hand, trying to keep Louis from hurting himself and making a scene.

"Oh I know what it looks like." Louis shook his hand off, then out of nowhere started crying as he ran to the exit with Zayn following after him. Harry and Trevor still talking to the nurse, never noticing Louis whose heart was broken beyond repair.

"Louis wait! Lou!" Zayn ran after him, catching up to him by the elevators where Louis was pressing on the button rather harshly until it opened and he was quick to get inside with Zayn barely making it in.

Zayn's lips trembled seeing Louis huddled up in the corner trying to keep his sobs in until he completely lost it and started crying as loud as he could. He cradled his belly with his hands, facing the wall when he didn't want anybody to look at him. He slid down until he was sitting on the floor with his legs under his bum, the image of his husband and father of his children with someone else and his brand new unborn baby with that someone else. Louis hated them.

"Lou, you need to ask him what the hell is going on. You need to talk to him...he needs to explain. I bet he was only here for support." Zayn nearly begged, trying to get Louis to look at him, already worried about him and the twins.

"I don't ha- have to!" Louis uncovered his face to look at his best friend

He had a wild look in his blue eyes, already red and swollen from all the crying. He had snot running down his face and was pulling on his hair, rocking himself back and forth as much as he could.

"Lou..."

"He's having a baby with him, Zayn! Now it all makes sense, the phone calls, that time he got home so late and said he had been out with friends, how he would get so nervous when I so much touched his phone! It makes sense, it all makes sense."

"Let's get you home, okay. We're gonna go home." Zayn put his hands in front of him, almost as if he was dealing with a wild animal who was ready to attack.

"No...I- I can't. I- I don't want to go there." Louis sobbed, letting Zayn get closer and hug him. He needed comfort, he needed someone to hold him tight, squeeze the hurt out of him.

"We can't say here, Loulou." Zayn whispered, finally letting tears roll down his cheeks.

"That's not home." Louis looked at him, shaking his head from side to side, "I n- no longer have a home. He didn't want one anymore, he didn't want m- me anymore."

"I'm sure there's a reason why he was there and him being the father of that man's child is not it. He wouldn't do that to you, I don't believe it." Zayn insisted, knowing he had said the wrong thing when Louis pushed him away and struggled to get up.

Zayn got up trying to help Louis up and once they were standing, Louis pushed him away making him stumble a few steps back. Zayn didn't see it coming, but soon, Louis was screaming and kicking the wall until he stopped and leaned against it. He started freaking out when Louis stayed where he was, trying to catch his breath, then out of nowhere started laughing.

"You know," He said in between laughs, "He fucked him without protection, and who knows how many times." He looked at Zayn, wiping his snot with the collar of his shirt.

"Come on Lou, please don't think about that. Don't do that to yourself." Zayn told him, leaning against the opposite wall.

"And then he would go home and fuck me too...he did it that night he got home so late" Louis looked up at the ceiling, tears rolling down his cheeks, feeling dirty and used, "I could have an STD by now...m- my babies could be infected for all I know. Why did he- was I not good enough? I gave him everything. I- what more could he possibly want?"

"Let's go, yeah?" Zayn pushed himself off of the wall, taking Louis' hand and leading him outside and to the car, "Do you want to go to my house? Or your mum's?"

"Harry's house." Louis mumbled, looking straight ahead, one hand cradling his belly and the other one holding tight onto his phone. That house no longer felt like home, it wasn't his home anymore.

Zayn drove him without asking any questions and when they got there, Louis was fast to try and get out of the car but had to swallow his pride and let Zayn help him. Zayn couldn't do anything else other than follow Louis into the house and watched him walk straight to the closet in the hallway where he rolled out the biggest suitcase he had ever seen, then a smaller one.

"What are you doing?" He asked him, following him to his bedroom.

"What's it look like? He can have this fucking house, he can have him and their baby! I'm leaving and I'm taking my kids with me." Louis glared at him, then walked into the closet, coming back out with as many clothes as he could hold.

"Louis you need to let him explain for god's sake!" Zayn rubbed his hands on his face.

"Why!?" Louis shouted, "So he can lie to my face, make up shitty excuses? No. Now if you really are my friend then help me pack my kids' stuff, pack as much as you can." Louis pushed the suitcase towards Zayn.

"I Just think you should confront him. Don't leave things like this, you both need to talk." Zayn tried to convince him, hating that Louis was once again crying yet never stopped packing his things.

"He was there with him, and the nurse congratulated them. I- I was waiting for him to deny it but he never did, and that- that's enough proof for me. He wouldn't have gone with him if that kid wasn't his...he got himself a new family." Louis paused what he was doing to look at Zayn, still holding one of his shirts and Ian's baby doll he knew Harry had hidden in the closet.

Zayn sighed and slowly bent down to grab the suitcase, "All of their clothes and things?" He asked.

"For Ian yes, for the girls just take as much as you can. I'll send someone else later today to pick the rest up." Louis nodded as he wiped away his tears.

"I just hope you're not doing the wrong thing." Zayn said, then left the room walking straight to Ian's.

They didn't know they had it in them too pack up as fast as they did, and soon the bags were in Louis' car along with his daughters car seats. Zayn had left to Jay's house the minute they were done loading the bags in the car, wondering why was Harry taking so long and hoping he was right. When Louis parked outside his mum's house his phone started vibrating, wanting to throw it out the window when he saw Harry's name on the caller ID. He ignored it but when Harry kept calling, he had to answer and give him a piece of his mind.

"Hello?" Louis answered, flinching when his voice cracked.

"Hi babe! I'm on my way home. Did you make dinner? Because if you haven't then we can go out to eat." Harry cheerfully said.

"Where were you?" Louis asked him in a cold hard tone.

"Work." Harry answered.

"That's funny." Louis scoffed, "I went to Dr. Freeman's office today, Zayn had an appointment and Liam called him. Said work ended a long time ago and then imagine my surprise when I saw you there with Trevor." He tightened the grip on his phone, hearing Harry's shaky breath then complete silence. He could have sworn Harry had hung up on him, but then started speaking faster than normal.

"It's not what it looks like, I was just-"

"You were just what?" Louis interrupted him, "You were taking your whore to the doctor, you were making sure your bastard baby is doing okay. Congratulations by the way." Louis spat.

"Louis I didn't."

"You didn't what? You didn't cheat on me? You didn't get yourself another family?" Louis hated himself the moment he started crying, more when he could hear Harry was on the verge of crying too, "Tell me what's wrong with me!? Was I not good enough for you, did I not please you good enough that you had to go and fuck him...and then come back and fuck me too? Were my kids not good enough for you either?" He rested his head against the steering wheel, crying louder when he could hear Harry crying too but he knew he was faking them.

"Louis that's not true, I- I'm almost home, okay? We can talk when I get there, wait for me.. I- I need to explain." Harry begged, speeding up more than necessary to get there faster.

"Save your shitty excuses!" Louis shouted, hating the way he was crying, wanting to go back and pretend everything was okay, that he hadn't seen a thing. It was true what they said, ignorance was bliss.

"I'm almost home." Harry kept repeating, almost as if doing that would bring him home sooner, "Our home."

"That's no longer my home, and neither are you. Don't expect to find us there." Louis said before he hung up.

He stayed in the car crying the whole time until his mother came and begged him to go inside until Louis did. He walked in and straight up the stairs to his mother's room, ignoring Zayn and Lottie who looked terrified seeing her brother crying. He was about to go up when the door to the backyard slid open and the rest of his sisters walked in with Ian in Fizzy's arms.

"Mummy!" Ian cheered, wanting to go to him.

He furrowed his little brow when Louis quickly grabbed him and walked upstairs, making the little boy cry too just by seeing his mummy crying. He ignored his family and walked into the bedroom quickly locking the door then set Ian down on the floor who clung to him. He sat on the floor and let his son hug him as he cried louder, he knew he was scaring him but he didn't want to let go. He never wanted to let his baby boy go.

"What's wrong with mummy?" He pulled him away to ask, looking into his watery green eyes just like his father's, "Why is mummy never good enough?"

Ian stared at him with frightened eyes, bringing his thumb into his mouth that Louis was quick to shake off. They stared at each other until Louis brought him forward and hugged him tighter as he cried and rubbed his baby's back. His family was over, now it was just him, Ian, Samantha and Saylor.

He cried all the while Harry badly parked his car in the driveway, leaving behind the chocolates and new toy for Louis and Ian. When he walked into the house through the garage door, he could feel how tense the atmosphere was when he immediately saw the changes.

Ian's high chair was gone and when he walked into the living room, half his toys were gone. He walked into his bedroom and opened his closet only to see that all his little clothes were gone, and so were his favorite books and his things. He didn't want to believe it yet, but when he walked into his daughters bedroom and almost all of their stuff and car seats were gone, was when he finally started crying. When he walked into his and Louis' closet he walked right out when he saw almost half of the closet was empty.

He laid down on the bed hating how alone he was and how silent the whole house was. Back then when it was just him, before Louis came into his life, he loved the loneliness and silence. He didn't need anybody at all. But soon that silence was filled with Louis' voice and his laugh, and months later it was filled with his and Louis' first child's cries. He sat up and looked around the empty room.

Back then he loved being alone and having silence all around him, now he hated it. The silence was supposed to be silent, but it was too loud to his ears now.

Thoughts? :)