TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of rape and body image issues (fat shaming, talking about weight issues), and alcoholism. Read at own risk.

Anyways, without further ado—enjoy!

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Sleepless nights were all Harry knew ever since that night, he was so torn with everything that it kept replaying over and over again in his head. Harry still couldn't believe that Louis gave him the wedding band, he really had hoped that he would have kept it. He wanted to fix everything but Louis wanted nothing to do with him.

The cold metal of the wedding band sat in the palm of his hand, glistening from the light that showed from the random movie playing in the background, aching for someone to wear it. His own hand was bare, he never wore his wedding ring. Louis hated him for that.

His own wedding band laid against his chest, it was attached to a small chain that hung around his neck, leaving an empty feeling in his chest. That empty feeling that only just appeared, that was once filled with love for his husband.

Two rings that were supposed to represent love only created a bigger void in the man's life. A void that would never be filled.

"So is this what you're going to do everyday? Mope around the apartment and not leave?" Nate's voice was heard as the man walked through the front door, he had just got home from work and frowned when he saw Harry in the same spot that he left him six hours ago. "You can't keep doing stuff like this, you need to get up and get some fresh air. This isn't healthy at all for you and I know this is only going to get worse if I don't say something sooner."

Harry sighed, "Why should I even try? The love of my life doesn't want me anymore, my friends don't want to talk to me, my own mother basically disowned me and if it wasn't for you I'd be homeless." He was mindlessly playing with the two rings, Nate taking notice and just felt so bad for the man.

"Would you stop playing with those? No matter how hard you try he won't come crying back to you, what's done is done. I'm going to be very blunt with you cause I think it's about time."

Harry rolled his eyes. "Nothing can hurt me more than what happened the other day."

Nate took that as a sign to continue, so he did. "You need to fucking stop this whole fucking act! I've known you for many years and this isn't the Harry I know. The Harry I know would have fought for his man back, he wouldn't be moping around and making everyone feel sorry for him. If you loved Louis so much you would have never left him, you would have never asked for a divorce and you definitely would have never cheated with him."

Harry just sat there and let Nate yell at him, he didn't intervene, he just let him give it his all.

"You were such a lucky man that you had Louis and you were too blind in your own self that you didn't see you changed and he changed. Louis isn't and won't ever be the same person you fell for in highschool but you were so fixated on that part of your life that you failed to see how it affected your relationship."

"What? What do you mean?"

"I may not keep in contact with you but I do see Niall and Liam at work and they would fill me in all the time." Nate finally kicked off his boots, but he didn't sit down because he needed the bigger effect of standing while Harry was sitting down. "What about all the times you accused Louis of cheating on you with Zayn and Niall? What about when you said he gained weight and you made him change his diet? What about you being obsessed with getting pregnant that you basically almost raped him one night?!" Nate continued on, he didn't stand down when Harry tried to interrupt him.

"Rape? The fuck are you on about? I would never!" Harry's heart was beating out of his chest, he couldn't believe what he was hearing, he didn't deserve this type of interrogation.

"So you don't remember that one night you went out cause you and Louis got into an argument when he didn't want to have sex with you and you came back piss ass drunk? You woke up your husband and demanded sex and he kept saying no. He kicked you in your groin area so hard that you blacked out." Nate was fuming, he needed to get this all out before he was too afraid to. "You never wondered why your own husband didn't go home for a week? Why'd he stay with Zayn for that time? You never thought to ask? Or did you just continue on with your life when he came back?"

"I don't remember that I tried to rape him! I was drunk, you know how I get!"

"But that doesn't give you the right to blame all of your problems on drinking!! I get drunk all the time but I don't go around fucking the first man or woman I see!"

"I don't blame everything on my drinking."

"Yes, yes you do. You are something Harry, you aren't the man I once knew. Maybe Louis is the lucky one to have you out of your life," he just shook his head, he had enough of trying to get through to him. He walked out of the room leaving Harry to collect his thoughts.

Rape? He never raped Louis or even tried to. Why would he think that?

"Fuck this," Harry was so done, he didn't deserve that, he was so angry he needed to leave. He got on his good club clothes and he didn't even say anything to Nate and he was gone for the rest of the night.

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Louis was looking at himself in the mirror, he always wasn't a big person and he wasn't thin either. He had noticed that his pants started to fit a little tighter, but they still fit nonetheless.

"Have you put on a little weight?" Harry's voice broke the silence of the room, making Louis frown when he turned to the side of the mirror to look at his stomach.

"I don't know, I still can fit into my clothes. What does my weight have to do with anything? You know how I struggle." Which was true, Louis always struggled with his body image and his weight always fluctuated and there were times where his clothes were tight and then other times they'd be falling off. He just thought he'd never hear his husband say those words.

Harry just rolled his eyes. "We can't let you let yourself go."

"Did you basically insinuate that I'm fat? What the fuck?" Louis finally caught on to what Harry was saying, the man was angry as the tears flowed down his face. Louis was sick to his stomach at this point, how could anyone say that to someone? He wanted so badly to scream and hit the man, but he was still processing what he just heard he couldn't move.

Harry just shrugged as if it was just a normal conversation. "You have put one some weight and you look more pudgy."

Where was all this coming from? He couldn't believe his eyes as to what was unfolding before him. They were about to leave to go out for dinner and now all Louis wanted to do was curl into a ball and cry.

"How dare you," he spat, he stomped into the bathroom and slammed the door shut. Harry never apologized and they never went out, he didn't even try to calm his own husband down from his sobbing through the bathroom door.

Harry ended up leaving after he waited 20 minutes for Louis to man up and come out. He didn't want to deal with his mood swings, he knew it was that time of the month, he just let him be.

Zayn, Niall and Liam all came over and had to console the crying man.

"I hate my body, I'm so fat." Was all Louis spoke the rest of the night before he grew quiet.

"Who the fuck told you that?" Liam muttered quietly, but loud enough for the three others to pick up on it.

"Harry."

"Fuck him, you are not fat. You are perfect sized. Don't listen to him."

Harry never apologized, Louis never said anything to him. But his husband made him eat healthy, no protests allowed.

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Niall frowned when he felt Louis stir in his sleep, it was almost as if the man was fighting something, as he shifted and kept mumbling something that Niall couldn't quite hear. When Louis started to kick suddenly Niall knew he would have to try to wake him up before he hurt himself.

"Lou, wake up," Niall spoke softly, rubbing soothing circles on his back.

Louis had finally come to after a little bit, his eyes were glassy as a tear escaped. Niall was quick to wipe it away and press a kiss to his temple.

"What's got you all sad?" He asked, noticing Louis stiffened a little bit at the question.

"Am I fat?" Louis blurred out, the tears were freely flowing at this point.

"What? You're pregnant, you're definitely not fat. You're carrying three babies so of course you will be but, but not in the sense of being fat."

"I had a dream, but it was a memory of the time Harry told me I had put on weight."

Niall saw red. That day was just as clear in his mind as it had been when it happened and he still couldn't understand why Harry would have said such a thing. He also didn't like the fact that he had put Louis on diet because he was so obsessed with his being slim. Louis never needed to lose weight. Harry needed a reality check.

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Harry lost count after the 10th shot that burned down his throat. He didn't even know what he was drinking at this point, he just wanted to forget, forget everything.

Louis, Louis, Louis. It was all he thought about, everything reminded him of the one he used to be married to, he couldn't get him out of his head.

Which is why he was downing shots and god knows what left and right. It wasn't until he went to go order from the bartender when he shook his head, "Mate I can't do that. I'm cutting you off."

"I'm a paying customer, you give me what I want!" Harry slurred his words, growing angry at the younger lad behind the counter.

"If you keep it up I'll call security to escort you out."

Harry just rolled his eyes and decided to walk away before he made a bigger scene. He looked around the dance floor and his eyes fell upon a smaller figure. "Louis!" He yelled, his mind going crazy as he saw someone who looked like his now ex-husband.

Harry frowned and called his name again. He pushed off the table he was leaning against and went over to the figure dancing alone.

"Louis, baby, I've been calling you. Why are you ignoring me?" He pouted, but the man still didn't answer him. Harry put his hand on his shoulder, turning the man around quickly.

He frowned when he realized it wasn't Louis but someone who looked just like him. He was the same height, hair styled similar to what Louis usually had, same clothing style—everything made him think of him. But, his eyes were different, they were this deep shade of brown.

"Sorry you just looked like someone," Harry hiccuped a bit, but he managed to get it out without puking, which he felt that familiar feeling in the pit of his stomach.

"No worries mate." Harry had to shake away his thoughts before he did something he regretted—wait he's not married anymore, he's free. Fuck everyone else.

"Wanna dance?" Harry smirked, the man nodded.

A bit later the two of them were grinding against each other, Harry sucking on his neck, making the smaller man weak in his tight hold.

"Fuck, I want you inside of me but I don't even know your name."

Harry chuckled, "Eager aren't you?"

The man pressed his bum to Harry's erection, "Looks like someone else is too."

"Harry."

"Michael. Now we are introduced, yours or mine?"

"I've got a crazy roommate, so yours." Michael was quick to lead him out of the club, they got a taxi to the address, they managed to keep their distance until they reached there destination.

Harry and Michael would make a different type of connection that night. Harry penetrated his walls, thrusting in and out of his tightness, it felt like nothing he's ever felt.

The both came within seconds of each other, neither of them wanting to move as they caught their breath.

Harry was getting ready to leave when a hand stopped him, "You can stay, it's late."

Harry thought about Louis when he was fucking Michael, he almost shouted his name when he came and all he dreamed about was those blue eyes of his.

Even after everything that has happened, Louis was still on his mind no matter what. He still cared for him, he loved him and all he wanted was for him to be happy.

Louis was still the one, the one for him.

**

"Nate! My friend, how are you?" Zayn opened up the door and let him into the house.

"I'm good, how are you? Where's Liam?"

"It's been hectic with everything and Liam is actually at the hospital with Louis. Niall had to go into work for something and I couldn't get away."

"Harry told me he was in the hospital, is he alright? I didn't really ask him about the details." Nate followed the shorter man into the kitchen, accepting a bottle of water that was given to him.

"He's doing better actually, the stress from everything triggered premature labor, but they were able to stop it. He just can't leave the hospital in case of complications or having the babies too early."

Nate nodded, "He doesn't have that much longer?"

Zayn shook his head. "Two more weeks actually." Zayn sighed, "So really what brings you here?"

"It's about Harry actually."

"What about him?"

"Has he always been this stupid?"

Zayn chuckled and shook his head, "Nope. He actually was a different man in highschool, I actually never had a problem with him until recently. It really started when I was met with a sobbing Louis on my doorstep at 3 am because he tried to rape him, I saw him different after then."

"I never understood how Louis accepted his apology so quickly."

"He never apologized. Louis loved him so much and it was the only slip up that he just forgave him."

"Harry changed, he isn't the same person when I first met him. Like I know people change all the time but not like this."

Zayn agreed, "I don't know man, I wish I knew what happened."

"He probably just put on this facade and then when everyone wasn't paying attention he showed his true colors."

"Possibly—" Before Zayn was able to finish he received a phone call from Liam, all he could get out was that he needed him at the hospital now.

"Go! Go! I'll watch the kids, I basically raised all my younger siblings and I watch my nephew all the time. Louis needs you, I have your number if anything happens," Nate spoke quickly, ushering him out of the house."

**

"Liam, my head hurts. I don't feel any good." Louis had been clutching his head, it felt like someone took a hammer and beat him over the head with it. The nurses were informed earlier by Niall and he's been on an IV drip to help with it, it was working a little bit, but Louis was just being extra needy.

Liam frowned. "Why don't you take a nap? If you wake up and you still don't feel any good I'll alert the nurses."

"Okay, cuddle me please?" The pregnant man pouted up at him.

"Alright, but only until Niall comes cause you know he will push me out of the way anyways." Liam got into the bed next to Louis and helped him get comfortable. He rubbed soothing circles into his stomach and he sighed in relief when he felt the man's breathing even out.

Louis woke up a short time later complaining of pains in his upper abdomen, he didn't like the feeling of it. He noticed that he was extra swollen and he didn't know why.

Liam had fallen asleep and Louis was quick to wake up.

"Liam I don't know what's wrong, I need a nurse."

Liam shot up quickly and pressed the call button when he finally looked at the monitor for Louis' blood pressure and his eyes widened. "Nurse! Nurse!"

"What's going on?" Three nurses came in frantically, thinking the worst.

"His blood pressure, it's too high."

"I don't feel so good, my stomach hurts." Louis' vision started to go blurry, he was getting so scared. "I'm scared, my babies. Please tell me my babies are going to be okay," he was full on sobbing at this point.

"Louis, honey, everything will be okay." A different voice broke Louis out of his trance and he was met with the worried eyes that belonged to Niall. When did he get here?

"I'm sorry Louis but it looks like you'll be having your babies tonight."

"What why?"

"It looks like you've developed preeclampsia, so we need these babies out to give you the proper treatment."

It took Louis a moment, he couldn't even process what was happening before he was surrounded by nurses.

Liam was quick to call Zayn to get him over here and between him and Niall they managed to call Louis' family. The only person they couldn't get a hold of was Harry—fuck him.

As they were getting Louis ready for an emergency c-section, he was looking around to see if the father of his kids were there and he was not. The tears started to flow freely until a hand squeezed his.

"Don't worry about him, we've got you. Nothing will happen to you," Zayn spoke quietly, his eyes glassy as he hated to see him like this.

"I don't want to be there alone, who will go with me?"

Before Zayn was able to answer, Niall butted in. "Me, I'll be there for you Lou."

Everyone in the room honestly wasn't even shocked at all, they just didn't know what to say. They also didn't really have a moment to process it before they were ushered down to the operating room.

Niall quickly got himself ready, his heart was pounding out of his chest, but he needed to be strong for his best friend. He was pushed into the room and he stood by the table where Louis was.

In a matter of minutes three babies were brought into this world, Niall's heart grew ten times the size looking at each baby. They weren't even his, but he felt like a part of him was there since he never left Louis alone during the pregnancy.

All Niall could think about was how beautiful Louis looked even after enduring all of this, he was so strong and so brave to be able to bring three babies into the world.

The first broken cry that he heard was from baby A that came out, Niall knew that one would be the most difficult. Baby B didn't cry at first and it made Niall's heart sink to his stomach, but he did sigh a relief when a short time later he heard a small cry from the tiny baby. Then Niall knew the last baby was the little girl and boy did she make an entrance, she wanted everyone to know she was born, especially with the loud ear piercing screech.

"Woah, she is so loud. Just like her father," Niall chuckled, checking in on Louis who was just staring at Niall with love in his eyes.

"Are they all good?" He asked quietly, he was so tired, but he had to stay awake until they knew he would be okay.

"You did so, so good love." Niall kissed the top of his head. Louis was crying from finally becoming a father.

Louis just wished that Harry would have at least been there to see his babies being born, but he was just so happy that Niall was there. Niall was always there for him.

The babies were taken away quickly as they needed to be in the NICU until they are deemed healthy enough. Since they were a few weeks premature, they just want to make sure they were okay before they would be discharged. But, the nurse reassured Louis he will be able to see them a little later.

Niall had to leave shortly after as they sutured Louis up, he got to the waiting room and smiled with watery eyes. "All beautiful." The room echoed in cheers from each and everyone of them excited as can be.

"How's Louis? How are you?" Jay asked, but just by looking at Niall she already knew the answer for the second question.

"He's good, he was half asleep, but no complications. And I'm good, definitely never expected all of that." Jay gave him a knowing look as if she were telling him that she will accept him with open arms, she approves of the two of them.

After that day Niall knew what love was. Love is when two people touch each other's soul. Love is honesty and trust. Love is helping one another. Love is mutual respect. Love is acceptance. You can feel it in your bones and you can feel it in the air.

Niall finally was able admit to himself that he did in fact love, Louis.

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