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The day Ian decided to shut up would be the day Louis would finally be able to continue sleeping like he wanted, lay in bed and never get up again. The bedroom was dark when he had told his mother not to open the curtains, and lucky for him, his mother had listened. He could hear his son screaming all the way there from where he was downstairs, sighing in relief when he stopped. He groaned and grabbed his mum's pillow to put over his head when Ian started crying as loud as he could, knowing his kid was throwing a tantrum. He heard footsteps and then his door opening, making him wince when Ian was crying right in the room.

"Louis!" Lottie walked into the room, holding Ian but leaning her body away from him, "Your kid- Ian no!" Lottie scolded him, making the little boy cry harder.

"What!?" Louis snapped, trying to sit up but ended up laying on his side to be able to look at them.

Lottie looked irritated and Ian looked even more angry, both his little hands wrapped around his aunt's arms. Louis gave his sister a confused look when he saw the state his son was in, he couldn't even see what the hell was the picture on Ian's shirt anymore. Ian was completely covered in mud and Louis wasn't sure if he wanted to laugh or cry when he saw him. It was definitely crying when he reached for his phone to take a picture and send it to Harry, realizing that he could no longer do so.

"Mum's at work and Fizz is out with friends. The twins were watching him and look what he did!" Lottie yelled, pointing at her clothes stained with mud, "They were out in the backyard making mudcakes and he started eating it. I told him to quit it and he touched me with his dirty hands, he's a demon! I was supposed to go out with my boyfriend."

"Just change your clothes." Louis said, slowly getting up to look for Ian's stuff to give him a bath.

"He's already downstairs. Mum told me to make sure you're up and alert." Lottie said, refusing to put Ian down who was squirming in her hold, "She doesn't want the twins to be alone so you have to watch them."

"Okay. Can you put him in the bathtub, please?" Louis asked, "I'm gonna hose him down."

"Are you crazy!?" Lottie squawked, "You're gonna make him get sick."

"Do I look like I can bend down!?" Louis almost shouted, "Just take his clothes off and help me bathe him."

"I have to change my clothes." Lottie said as she walked to the bathroom where she set Ian down in the bathtub then started taking his clothes off.

"No!" Ian shouted, pushing her hands away from his body.

"Yes! You're all dirty and in need of a bath. And you pooped too!" Lottie exclaimed as soon as she had looked to see if he had done his business.

"Nono!" Ian cried louder when Lottie had taken off his clothes and he was left with only his dirty diaper, "Mummy!"

"I'm here pumpkin, mummy was just getting clean clothes." Louis tried his best to look cheerful, smiling when Ian stopped crying.

"Mummy..." Ian whined, letting Lottie pick him up again so Louis could clean him up, "Daddy 'ome. Love daddy, mummy."

"Daddy's at his house." Louis told him, making Ian lay down on top of the extra towel he had brought, "And he loves you lots too."

"Do you want me to look for his toys?" Lottie asked, and when Louis nodded she walked out, but paused and looked at Louis, "If you take him outside make sure he doesn't go near the pond. He's obsessed with the goldfish."

Louis quickly cleaned Ian up then tried to pick him up and put him in the tub, but when he did so, his back started hurting as well as the lower part of his stomach. It was gone as fast as it had come, just as Lottie walked back into the bathroom holding a small bucket full of bathing toys. Louis smiled at her and let her pick Ian up and into the bath, thanking her when she helped him bathe him. He knew he needed Harry when he was already craving his hugs and kisses, when it was him who would bath Ian and even help him shower.

Lottie ended up leaving after Ian was already bathed and running butt naked around the room, but not before she had to change again. Louis looked around the bedroom now that Ian was busy having a conversation with his giraffe, seeing how messy it already was. He started by doing the bed, having to stop and run after Ian when his child opened the door and was already running towards the stairs. Louis was just glad he had caught him on time, ignoring Ian's whines as he pointed to the stairs with his tiny finger.

"We have to put your shoes on first, then you can go and play with Daisy and Phoebe." Louis told him as they walked back to the bedroom.

"Dais, Phoe." Ian sighed, quickly climbing on the bed when Louis let go of his hand.

"When did you learn to say their names, huh? You can't even say Louis yet." Louis made him sit on the edge of the bed then grabbed his sandals and began putting them on, "Can you say Louis? Harry?"

"Daddy?" Ian questioned as he looked around for him. It made Louis sad.

"Daddy's home, pumpkin." Louis told him, grabbing his little hands and kissing the knuckles. When he was already downstairs making lunch for his sisters and son, was when he realized he had called that house their home.

~*~

When Harry woke up, he felt like his head was going to explode at any moment and his mouth tasted like vomit, making him cringe. He got up and stumbled into the bathroom where he barely had energy to grab a toothbrush and brush his teeth. When he was done he walked towards the toilet to do his business and go back to bed, but when he went back he stopped and stared. He furrowed his brow when he saw Niall asleep on his bed, deeming himself crazy when he had confused him with Louis' body. But then again, his baby bump was nowhere to be seen so why would he even think that. Why would he even think everything was okay and Louis was back home with their son.

"Harry?"

Harry furrowed his brow and rubbed his hands on his face when he heard Liam's voice and a knock on the door. He looked around as he tried to remember what had happened the night before, doing so when the door opened and Liam walked in with a plate full of food. He set it on top of the dresser then looked at Harry, almost as if he was expecting him to say something.

"How are you feeling?" Liam asked, still wearing the same clothes from the night before.

"I...I don't know." Harry answered, "I'm gonna go to Jay's, I need to shower."

"Okay, but make sure you eat something first." Liam gave him a small smile.

"Thank you both for being here." Harry sincerely told him, "You and Niall told me this was going to happen and I didn't listen. It's my fault he left me, he doesn't want to see me at all and probably won't let me be in the room when he gives birth."

"You can always fix it, Harry. You and Louis need to sit down together and have a long talk, you need to explain everything to him." Liam advised, "He's a month away from giving birth and the babies might come early for all we know. You need to fix things now and you need to fix them soon."

"I want to but he can't even stand having me near him." Harry sighed, "But I'm not giving up, I won't until he comes back home and forgives me."

"I really wish you the best." Liam placed his hand on his shoulder, squeezing a bit, "And eat the food I brought you before you leave. As soon as Niall wakes up we're gonna go."

"Li..." Harry paused when Niall stirred and seconds later woke up.

"What time s'it?" Niall mumbled as he rubbed his eyes.

"It's almost noon." Liam answered.

"Thank god I don't have work today." Niall sighed.

"What happened last night? Did I embarrass myself?" Harry hesitate to ask, knowing he had probably done a lot of things.

"You got piss drunk and we found you sleeping on Ian's bed." Niall said before Liam could even open his mouth, "Gemma came over too when your mum called her and Liam and I found you there. You wouldn't wake up so Gemma threw water all over you then you started talking about Louis leaving you and taking your peanut and M&M's away. We brought you here and you fell asleep again."

"Oh god no." Harry groaned, "So everybody knows now?"

"Yeah, and your parents weren't happy at all." Liam told him.

"I'll deal with them later, for now I just want to shower and go see Louis and Ian." Harry yawned, and when it passed, he thanked his friends again for being there for him.

He quickly showered and when he was done, Liam and Niall had already left leaving him alone with his thoughts. He got ready and after eating, he finally left, hoping for Louis to be more calm today. He stopped to get him flowers knowing it wasn't enough but he was trying, then stopped at a toy store to get something small for Ian. When he got there, Louis' car was still parked on the same spot knowing that at least he was home and that meant their son was too. His little boy he already missed so so much and couldn't wait to see and hug.

He took a deep breath as he got out of the car and another one before he actually knocked on the door after he had stood there for god knows how long. He swore he had heard Ian screaming then minutes later the door opened revealing Louis, who stepped outside and closed the door. Harry's gaze settled on his belly where he wanted to touch it, maybe he would be able to feel his girls kick. He looked up again when Louis cleared his throat, crossed his arms across his chest and raised an eyebrow.

"What are you doing here?" Louis asked, already eyeing the Gardenias and the gift bag Harry was holding.

"I came to see you and Ian. I said I would be coming everyday." Harry responded, seeing how much he had hurt Louis.

He had dark circles under his eyes and his eyes were red, but what really got to him, was the hard cold expression Louis had on. He no longer looked at him with fond eyes, now they were cold and distant. He was wearing his own clothes when he used to wear Harry's because in his own words, they were the perfect size and way more comfortable.

"Ian's not home and I don't want to see you. I would appreciate it if you leave now." Louis glared at him, "And don't come back, you've done enough. Don't stress me out more than I already am."

"Are you okay? The girls?" Harry quickly asked, already worried out of his mind. He furrowed his brow when Louis laughed.

"Don't act like you actually give a shit. You already have a baby on the way so why care about mine." Louis snapped.

"I already told you it's not mine." Harry told him, pleading with his eyes for Louis to believe him, "You have to believe me."

"I don't have to do anything. Now leave, I have stuff to do." Louis turned around to go back inside, then rolled his eyes when Harry grabbed him by the arm.

"Can I see Ian, please?" Harry begged, then showed him the gift bag and the flowers, "I got him something, and- and I got you Gardenias. Remember when you told me you've always wanted them."

Harry looked so hopeful showing him the flowers. The flowers that to Louis were the most beautiful flowers he had ever seen, and they were all for him. He looked up at Harry and his heart broke at seeing the desperation and regret etched on his face. He slowly reached for the flowers and the gift bag, resisting the urge to hold them close like he wanted. He felt bad if he didn't take them because after all, he didn't have the heart to throw them at his face like he wanted to.

"Ian's not home." Louis said.

"I- Louis, I heard him screaming." Harry took a step back, knowing Louis was lying when he couldn't even look him in the eye.

"It was one of the twins, Ian's at the store with Lottie and Fizzy." Louis told him then opened the door to get in, turning back to look at Harry, "Bye." He said before he closed the door, leaving Harry still standing outside.

He wanted to cry but instead made his way upstairs to the twins bedroom, Ian's cries getting louder the closer he got. When he walked in he found his son on top of the window seat looking out the window, his face wet with tears and pressed against the glass. He was quick to go and hold him seeing he was watching Harry getting in his car then leaving, only making Ian cry louder as he pointed at him.

"He wanted to see Harry, and you didn't let him." Phoebe accused him.

"Harry's his daddy." Daisy gave him a bitter look.

Their judgemental looks made Louis hold onto Ian tighter and look down at his huge belly. He felt ashamed, yet didn't know why he had done it in the first place. Or rather he did. The anger and sadness he was feeling made him do stupid things, like denying Harry the right to see their son. He chose to ignore them and spent the rest of the day watching them, and trying to keep Ian away from the pond when he kept getting closer to see the fish. Daisy had taught him to say fish and it was now all he kept saying along with the word help.

He had tried to make something nice for dinner, but ended up ordering pizzas when he couldn't be standing up for even short periods of time without his back killing him. He kept getting braxton hicks throughout the day hoping for them to not turn into real contractions. He wasn't ready to have his babies yet when he didn't know what the hell he was going to do with his life. That night when they sat down to eat dinner was when it all went to shit. When his sisters decided to open their big mouths and he couldn't even look at his mother as she waited for an explanation.

"I'm waiting, Louis William." She raised a perfect eyebrow as she tapped her fingers on the table.

"Mummy help!" Ian shouted out of nowhere.

They all turned to look at him, seeing he had dropped his sippy cup and was trying to reach for it. His hands were greasy from the pizza making Louis and Jay cringe when he touched the table with them then wiped them on his already dirty shirt. Louis wanted to cry when he realized he was going to have to give him another bath when he had spent almost all day outside.

"Look at that! Better go give him a bath and get him ready for bed." Louis tried to get up, but struggled when his belly was in the way and his mother was glaring at him.

"He's still eating." Jay pulled the high chair closer to her, letting Fizzy pick up the sippy cup, "Hope you know I'm not happy with what you did."

"Can we talk about this later?" Louis sighed rather annoyed, "I just want to go to sleep."

"No, we're going to talk about it now." Jay snapped, "I'm not proud of what you did. Why would you deny Harry the right to see his son? Your problem is with Harry, not with Ian so don't take it out on him."

"Mum..." Louis sighed as he rubbed his left eye, "I'm sorry for what I'm about to say, but what I do or don't do with my son is none of your business. If I don't want him to see Harry again then he won't. Period."

"Louis, that's not right! You're not only hurting Harry but Ian too. He's not the one to blame for all the things that are happening to you, you have no right to keep him from seeing his father." Jay argued, trying to make him understand.

"Don't tell me what to do! I don't get in your face and judge your parenting skills." Louis pushed his chair back, ready to get up, grab his son and leave.

"When you do something, make sure to think about Ian first." Jay yelled.

"You know what. I don't have to put up with this, I'm leaving to a hotel. I don't need any of you if you're going to be on his side. Good to know you love him more than your own son, mother." Louis finally got up and made his way to get Ian who was now quiet and holding onto the sides of the table.

Lottie scoffed as she watched Louis trying to grab Ian who kept pushing his hands away, "You can't control nor bathe him on your own and you want to go to a hotel? How are you going to do it all by yourself and with twins when you have them? Huh? I wanna know, Tomlinson."

"That's none of your business." Louis glared at her.

He unbuckled Ian out of his seat then helped him down just by his arm, making Jay yell at him to not pull on his arm the way he was doing. Louis ignored her and as soon as Ian was down he grabbed him by the shirt to keep him from running off to who knows where. He took him upstairs so he could pack their stuff, ignoring his mother going after him. By the time he was in her bedroom and packing their stuff, he was already crying while Ian ran around the room.

"Louis." Jay walked in, shaking his head at the sight of his heavily pregnant son trying to pack his bags.

"When I find a hotel I'll let you know where it is. I need you to help me find an apartment...at least two bedrooms." Louis said, then finally looked at her, "You can do that, right? Or are you going to turn your back on me on this too?"

"You don't have to leave, love. We're just trying to make you see that what you did was wrong." Jay sighed.

She walked up to him and started unpacking things while Louis was packing others until he got fed up and took a seat on the bed. He watched Ian take a seat on the corner of the room with his arms full of toys, then get up again to get more until the remote caught his eye. They watched him grab it then run to the bathroom, that's when Jay got up to try and save it.

"Ian Edward, why?" Jay exclaimed, right after hearing a splashing sound.

"What happened?" Louis asked, wondering what the hell had his son done now when said little boy ran out of the bathroom and straight into his arms, "What did you do, pumpkin?"

"Mummy..." Ian mumbled, trying to hide his face on Louis' chest.

"What did you do? You don't know?" Louis asked when Ian shook his head, "You don't know?" He asked again.

"No..no know." Ian said, a grin slowly forming on his lips when Louis gave him a knowing look.

"Mum, what did he do?" Louis asked.

His question was answered when Jay walked out of the bathroom wearing gloves and holding the wet remote wrapped in toilet paper. He closed his eyes and groaned while Ian was trying to get out of his grasp, somehow sensing that he was in big trouble.

"I'm going to buy you a new one, I promise. And you, Ian Edward..." Louis took a deep breath, "We do not throw things in the water. Do you understand? That was not nice at all. Do not do it again." Louis told a pouty Ian who was now still in his arms.

"I'm going to put it in rice, hopefully it'll work." Jay sighed as she made her way to the door, but stopped and looked at her son, "Please think about what I told you. You should give Harry a chance to explain himself better, and after he does then you can decide what to do. Don't do anything that you'll regret later on." Jay told him, then left leaving Louis holding his son close to him.

Louis thought about it for the rest of the evening, even more when he was taking a shower and couldn't reach his back. He ended up in tears, hating the way he depended so much on Harry when he used to be so independent. Now he wasn't that Louis anymore, now he was a mother to three kids whose father he could no longer trust. When he finally gave up on trying to wash his back, he got out of the shower and quickly got dressed and brushed his teeth to go to bed. He found his mum already asleep and Ian snuggling with her, his empty sippy cup still in his hold after Jay had warmed up some milk for him.

The next day after Jay had left for work, Harry showed up again holding Gardenias and a present for Ian, but like the day before, Louis sent him away without letting him see Ian again. By noon Louis had gone with Zayn to what could be his last doctor's appointment before giving birth. He had left Ian under the care of his sisters, having no idea what they were up to when he was worrying over inducing labour or not.

He had no idea all four of them and his son were in a bus on their way to see Harry after Lottie had found out where he was working. Lottie held Ian closer to her when they stopped in front of the big building that was yet to be finished, then looked around trying to find Harry. She was quick to take her hair out of Ian's mouth when he kept grabbing it and playing with the long strands before putting them in his mouth.

"Quit it, dude." Lottie told him, "That's so gross."

"We need to find him before Louis gets home." Fizzy looked around, "Do you think he'll give us a ride back home?" She asked.

"He might if we ask." Lottie shrugged.

She started walking again behind her sisters until they were stopped by Liam who quickly took them to a safer zone, but not before scolding them for stepping into a construction site. He was ready to tell off whoever had let them in into the site. As they walked to Harry's office, they never paid attention to Ian who had started squirming in Lottie's hold and pointing at something, trying to tell his aunt something she couldn't understand. When they walked into the office, Ian was already crying for no reason, making Harry turn around to look at him from here he was hunched over his desk filling out paperwork and was wearing a beanie in the middle of may. He had dark circles under his dull eyes, but he smiled as soon as he saw his son. He rushed to him and grabbed him, hugging him close to him at the same time he kissed all over his face and was trying to calm him down.

"Daddy missed you, peanut." Harry held him close, furrowing his brow when Ian wouldn't stop crying, "What's wrong, huh? You're okay, buddy." He kissed his forehead.

"Daddy. G'affe daddy."

"You want giraffe?" Harry asked, "Where did you leave it?" He asked, looking up at Lottie who was looking at Ian with wide eyes.

"He had it with him. I swear he did." Lottie explained, only making Ian cry louder.

"I think he left it in the bus." Fizzy slowly said.

"You took the bus here? Does Louis know you're here?" Harry asked.

"He's not home and Ian wanted to see you so we decided to bring him here." Fizzy explained, "He wanted to see you! Right Ian, you wanted to see daddy?"

"Daddy m' g'affe!" Ian grabbed his cheeks with both his tiny hands, trying to make him pay attention to him.

"Where did you leave it, baby?" Harry asked his son who only stared at him, then after a few seconds started crying again.

"Did you see where he left it?" Fizzy asked her younger sisters who shook their heads no.

"It's okay, bud. We can get you a new one." Harry kissed his cheek, but Ian was having none of it.

Harry sighed and was about to ask what bus had they taken there when someone knocked on the door, then Liam walked in showing them the stuffed toy. He tried to get rid of some of the dirt covering it then gave it to Ian whose arms were already open. He hugged it close to him then rested his head on Harry's shoulder, closing his eyes to rest them only to open them again seconds later.

"Uncle Liam brought you giraffe, peanut. Can you say thank you to uncle Liam?" Harry nudged him until Ian looked at Liam, "Thank you, uncle Liam." He repeated.

"Than' you." Ian mumbled, before he hid his face on the crook of Harry's neck and wrapped his arm around it.

"You are very welcome." Liam smiled at him as he made his way to him to kiss his cheek, then left to go back to work after Harry had thanked him again.

Ian waved at Liam while Harry hugged him after he had missed him so much, then took a seat on the desk chair, motioning for Louis' sisters to take a seat on the couch.

"How's Louis?" Harry asked after a long silence, his arms wrapped around Ian who was now sitting on his lap hugging his stuffed toy and sucking on his pacifier.

"He's okay, he went to a doctor's appointment." Lottie told him, "They're going to tell him if he's going to be induced." She continued, but regretted it right away when Harry looked down then ran his fingers through Ian's curls.

Harry knew he deserved not being there for the birth of his babies, yet still held some hope to be there. He had done everything he could to get Louis to forgive him and take him back. Had called Trevor to tell him they could no longer see each other, and now that Trevor was moving far away, it all worked out for Harry. He had declined when Trevor offered to talk to Louis, then talked him out of it when he kept insisting. Harry didn't want Louis to hate him more than he already did.

"Has he been eating, resting enough?" Harry asked her, nodding when Lottie did.

"And you, peanut?" Harry kissed his son's cheek, then nuzzled his face on the crook of his neck, "Have you been behaving? Are you taking care of mummy and your sisters?" He kissed his cheek again, smiling when Ian smiled.

"He missed you." Fizzy gave him a sad smile.

Harry was about to open his mouth when Lottie's phone interrupted, then watched her look at the caller ID. Her eyes widened and she was quick to answer, but stopped when whoever had called started yelling. She didn't say anything then a small yes before she hung up, then looked up at Harry who already knew what was going on.

"You have to go back." Harry said.

"Yeah...Louis just got home and wants us to go back. We weren't supposed to go out with Ian." She looked down at her lap then back at Harry, "Do you think you could give us a ride back home?"

"Of course!" Harry got up, "We should go now before he gets more angry than he already is." Harry told them, already getting ready to face Louis.

The drive was silent between them except for Ian's babbles to his giraffe or any of them when he was trying to tell them something. When they got to Jay's house, Louis was still waiting for them right outside the house. He was sitting on the steps and as soon as he saw Harry's car, he got up using the wall for support then glared at Harry. Harry expected to get yelled at, but was left surprised when Louis only went back inside without acknowledging him at all. He was about to leave when Louis walked out again and as soon as he was close him, Louis gave him a piece of paper, one Harry recognized right away.

"Trevor talked to me." Louis told him, making Harry take a deep breath and dread whatever Louis had to tell him when Louis' eyes were swollen from crying.

The girls were quick to go inside taking Ian with them, giving him chocolate when he started fussing. Ian quickly forgot about his parents when he was too busy eating the half bar they had given him. They took him to the backyard, letting Daisy and Phoebe show him pictures of the puppy their father had promised them, promising him to let him come with them to pick him up. All the while Louis was already crying again, not letting Harry hug him even though he needed it. He was sure Trevor had needed one too.

"Where? Did he come here?" Harry asked.

"I saw him at Dr. Freeman's office, he was getting some papers. He really insisted on talking to me until I let him just so he would leave me alone." Louis told him, then his eyes filled with more tears making his vision blurry, "I- If you had done to me what his ex did to him..." He finished, now a sobbing mess, finally letting Harry hold him.

"I would never." Harry kissed the top of his head, wondering if Louis would ever go back home with him. While Louis couldn't stop thinking about the conversation he had had with Trevor, how the man had begged to let him explain not wanting to leave without fixing what he had ruined.

~*~

"If you would just let me explain." Trevor begged, going after Louis and Zayn who kept getting closer to the elevator.

"I don't want to listen to your lies." Louis glared at him, "You got what you wanted so leave me alone." He said.

"Please let me explain." Trevor insisted, "Harry is not my baby's father! I was already pregnant when we started talking again. He did nothing but help me when I had no one else, please let me explain."

"No." Louis turned around to look at him, seeing the way he was ready to cry, but he didn't believe his crocodile tears.

"Lou..." Zayn started, giving him a knowing look.

"You have three minutes." Louis looked at Trevor, nodding at Zayn when he told him he'll wait in the car.

He walked into the elevator when Zayn decided to take the stairs, and when Trevor was standing on the other side he showed him the screen of his phone that had the time on it. Trevor took a deep breath, and held the folder he was carrying closer to his chest.

"I was dating someone who I didn't know at all." Trevor started, and it reminded Louis of Collin, "I thought that some day he would marry me and we would have kids, but I was wrong. When I found out I was pregnant it was just a few days before you and Harry brought Ian to the hospital, then I told Blaine a few days later thinking he would be happy to know. That we would finally get to start our own family." He paused to walk out of the elevator and follow Louis to the lobby where they took a seat.

"He..He didn't take it too well and told me to get rid of it, he wanted me to kill my baby and I couldn't do that." Trevor's eyes filled with tears, "We argued and that night I went to a hotel and stayed there for a week until he called me. He told me he was sorry and that he wanted to talk, he wanted us to have lunch...said it would be a nice surprise to make up for what he had done."

"And what does that have to do with you being all over my husband?" Louis interrupted him, "Didn't you solve your issues with him? Why did you feel the need to call Harry? Don't you have more friends?"

"I never realized how toxic it was, how he made me drive all my friends away until I had no one. He would always tell me he wanted me to himself and I loved that, I felt loved...I felt wanted when I never had any of that when I was with Harry." He explained, trying to ignore the way Louis clenched his jaw, "I thought he was the one, when we met he would always go out of his way to bring me lunch at work or do little things that would make me fall in love with him."

Louis looked at Trevor, seeing how tired he looked, how he would always keep his arm around his belly as if he was trying to protect his unborn child. He knew what it was like to slowly fall in love when they would make you feel so special, when they would do nice things for you. He understood Trevor for once in his life, understood what it was like to fall in love with someone else especially after getting out of a relationship that had ended in disaster and broken hearts. Louis had loved Collin, and wanted to know if Trevor had loved Harry too.

"I believed him when he told me he wanted to talk and work it out, I- I moved back in and let him blindfold me thinking it was going to be the best surprise." Trevor started crying, making Louis want to reach out and comfort him, "H- He...he took me to an abortion clinic." Trevor mumbled, looking down at his stomach where he could see the tiny bump already forming.

"I'm sorry?" Louis looked at him in shock, wondering if he had heard wrong.

"He tried to force me inside, telling me that they had everything ready and it wasn't going to hurt. That after it we would go home and everything would go back to the way it was, just the two of us." Trevor sat up straight and looked ahead, always keeping an arm around his baby bump, "He wanted to kill my baby and I couldn't let him do that, I wanted my baby. I wasn't going to let him hurt her."

"I did the best I could and got away from him and ran, I never looked back to see if he was following me. I got lost and I didn't know who to call or what to do, I didn't have any cash on me and no matter how many times I walked around I couldn't find an ATM or a bank." Trevor looked at Louis, almost as if he was afraid of what he had to say next, "It was getting dark when I decided to risk it and call Harry. He picked me up and drove me back to Blaine's apartment, but when we got there he had already thrown all my things out. He told me that if I was picking my- my bastard baby over him then we were done. He had never hit me until then."

"Harry hit him." Louis stated, now knowing why Harry's knuckles had been injured.

"I'm surprised Blaine was still conscious after the many times Harry hit him." Trevor gave him a watery smile that quickly disappeared, "He helped me move all my stuff into a storage room then find somewhere to stay. He's been helping me all this time with keeping Blaine away from me. He helped me get a restraining order then find another city far away from here where it will be safe for my baby and I to live."

"I admit that long ago I hated you, I wanted Harry to myself but realized it was never going to happen so I moved on." Trevor said, then took a sheet of paper out from his shoulder bag and gave it to Louis, "It's the storage room's receipt if you didn't believe anything I said."

"He lied for months, I- I thought he was cheating on me with you." Louis blushed, "I'm really sorry that happened to you. Are- Are you okay?" Louis asked.

"I will be." Trevor shrugged as he smiled, "It hurts to know he'll never be there for us, but I have my daughter and she's all that matters. She's more important to me than him. Its funny how I didn't want to have kids and never planned on it, but now that she's on the way I can't help but love her, I just want to have her in my arms."

"They do that to you." Louis said then took a deep breath trying to say what he had in mind, "Thank you for explaining."

"Don't let him go, Louis. That man loves you. You, Ian and your babies is all he talks about and it's so nice to see it. I made a mistake when I didn't insist on him telling you the truth and him with not telling you, but he was trying not to stress you out when you don't like me."

"I'm just so paranoid, I get jealous and I know it's not good but I can't help it when I've been cheated on." Louis felt the need to explain.

"You don't have to explain." Trevor told him, "I have to go and finish packing all my things, but please talk to him. I would never forgive myself for ruining your marriage. We're not talking anymore, he called me to tell me and I think it's for the best." Trevor stood up at the same time Louis tried to, ending up helping him.

They parted ways and as soon as Louis was sitting in the car, he couldn't help it when he started crying. He still couldn't believe what had happened to Trevor and how he was still trying to go on with his life, he was sure if Harry had done that to him then he would have broken down.

~*~

"You still lied to me." Louis pulled away from him, almost as if Harry had burned him.

"I know, and I'm so so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." Harry tried to hug him again, but stopped when Louis took a step back, "Are you coming back home?" Harry asked with hope in his voice.

"No. I need time away from you. I'm getting induced in a week...if- if you want to be there then I'll call you before they do it." Louis told him, intending to go back inside when Harry's voice stopped him.

"Can I at least say goodbye to Ian? I didn't get to spend much time with him and I miss him." Harry begged.

"He should be in the backyard." Louis told him, then started walking there knowing Harry was following him.

Ian was looking down at the pond with Lottie holding onto him by the back of his shirt, letting Ian lean forward just enough so he could touch the water. Whenever he tried to lean a bit more, Lottie would pull him back telling him he was going to fall into it.

"Fish." Ian said, pointing at the water with his small finger.

"I know! Look! That's an orange fish. Can you say orange fish? Orange fish." Lottie kissed his cheek.

"Olange fish." Ian said, making Lottie praise him. Something Ian was definitely enjoying, until he saw Harry and was quick to call for him, "Daddy fish!"

"Where buddy!?" Harry took Lottie's place, picking up his baby and setting him on his lap.

Ian pointed at the many fish swimming around then looked back at his father with a smile, "There's so many!" Harry wrapped his arms around his little waist letting Ian tell him all about his new friends.

"Daddy, wa'er." Ian smacked his lips together, making Harry get up to get him water.

"I'm gonna go get him water." Harry told Louis, "Do you think you'll be okay here alone with him?" Harry asked.

"Yes, I'm his mother." Louis forced himself not to roll his eyes, grabbing Ian by the hand as soon as Harry let him down.

He watched him walk into the house then took a seat on a chair letting go of Ian's hand who was quick to run away. He watched him go back to the pond, and forced himself to get up when he saw him too close to the edge, already expecting the worst.

"Ian get back here!" Louis shouted, seeing him giggling and taking a seat on the edge with his legs dangling in the water.

Louis slowed down his pace thinking Ian would stay still, but that flew out the window when Ian actually jumped into the pond. Louis felt shivers running down his spine when Ian went underneath the surface of the water then came back out to take a deep breath, only to sink in once again. He was already trying to run there with tears already rolling down his cheeks when he heard Harry shouting Ian's name.

It was too fast for him, when Ian was still in the water then when he was already out in Harry's arms coughing like he had never coughed before. Harry was frantically patting his back and brushing his wet hair back, then seconds later Ian was crying when Louis grabbed him and held him close.

"What were you thinking!? You could have drowned!" Louis shouted at him, freezing when he felt a sharp pain on his stomach.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked him, seeing the pained expression, ignoring how wet the bottom of his jeans were.

"I'm okay." Louis assured him, "Help me bathe him...I- I can't do it on my own. And you need to change too or you're gonna get sick." Louis let him help him out then walked inside, scolding Ian the whole way there until his son hugged him and Louis quickly melted into the hug, "You scared mummy, you little piece of poo."

As soon as they were in the bathroom, Harry was quick to bathe Ian ignoring when Louis kept telling him to take his jeans off so he could dry them. When Harry was done bathing Ian, he wrapped a towel around him and took him back to the bedroom where he set him down on top of the bed to dry him. Ian kept trying to pull on his beanie as he giggled until he succeeded, quickly making Harry turn around when he heard Louis had dropped something.

"What happened to your hair!?" Louis exclaimed, "What did you do to it?" He said, already making his way to him.

"Just cut it, it was too long already." Harry shrugged it off.

"But why?" Louis insisted.

"It was time for a change." Harry sighed, "We need to take him to the doctor, I'm pretty sure he swallowed water and I don't want him to get sick."

"Okay, but after you let me put your jeans in the dryer.

Harry sighed rather loudly and began taking them off leaving himself in only his boxers, quickly putting on the shorts Louis gave him. As soon as Louis was gone and he was left alone with his son, he pulled on his too short hair already feeling self conscious when it had never been that short. He had just felt the need to cut it off himself and in his opinion, he had done a pretty good job.

When his jeans were dry, he drove to the hospital after Jay had gotten there and had freaked out about what Ian had done. They were seen right away and when Ian's pediatrician determined that he was okay and it had been just a scare, they made their way to the car. Louis couldn't keep walking when he started hurting again, this time more frequent knowing very well what was going on.

"...and you're never going near that pond again, sir." Harry was saying when Louis stopped in his tracks.

"Harry..." Louis whimpered, "We have to go back."

"What? Why?" Harry asked.

"I think I'm in labour." Louis said, letting Harry help him walk back inside the hospital, "I was supposed to be induced in a week."

"I know love, but I guess they want to meet you now." Harry tried to make him feel better, already planning to call Jay as soon as possible.

When they walked in, a nurse quickly rushed over with a wheelchair while Harry was already on the phone still holding onto Ian who wanted his mother. It was all a blur for them when they were told they were going to have to wait then had to wait for Jay to get there. When she finally did, it was just before they were getting Louis ready for surgery with Harry already a desperate mess when he wasn't going to be allowed in with Ian and he couldn't leave him alone. Lucky for them, Jay brought Louis' and the babies bags, helping them relax knowing they were set. She stayed behind with Ian who was calm and talking to his giraffe that he didn't notice when Louis was taken away.

Harry felt like the luckiest man when Louis allowed him to be in the room with him even though he didn't deserve it, felt lucky when Louis let him hold his hand. They didn't say anything, but soon after, Harry allowed himself to kiss Louis' forehead, not wanting to welcome their baby girls into their world to parents that were fighting. Louis wanted to pull his head away when Harry pressed his lips against his forehead then the side of his head, leaving them there. For some reason, he was starting to fall asleep, probably because he hadn't slept that well for the past days.

"Just a little bit more and you'll be meeting your girls." Dr. Freeman told them, and that was enough to wake him up.

When they heard one of them crying at the top of her lungs, Harry held onto Louis tighter. When they showed him the tiny baby with the darkest hair they had ever seen, he instantly fell even more in love. But his happiness was quickly wiped away when he couldn't hear his other daughter crying at all. He looked at Louis who was already looking right back at him with the most frightened expression he had ever seen on him.

"What's going on?" Louis asked, and started crying and trying to get up when no one would answer him.

They watched the pediatrician carry a bundle wrapped in a white blanket to one of the tables where he started doing something they couldn't see. Harry was getting ready to walk over there and demand to know what was going on when they heard a tiny cough then her cries.

"There you go." The pediatrician mumbled before he picked her up again, but stopped in his tracks.

"Would you just tell us what's going on?" Harry demanded, already fed up when it was stressing Louis out.

"Well...there's no signs of any other anomalies or disease, it's actually pretty common." The doctor hesitated.

"What is it?" Louis asked, seeing the light, almost blonde hair at the top of his baby's head.

"Your daughter has twelve fingers." He answered.

And if Louis had been afraid and trying not to shit himself through the surgery, he sure as hell had probably shit himself right there and then.

Thoughts? :)

*Cries* Now I wanna write Trevor's story.