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~enjoy ig

On the drive to Harry's house, a storm had come their way. Apparently it was a strong one, so they prepared and went to the grocery store to grab food.

Harry called his mom letting her know that they won't be able to make it due to the storm. They rescheduled their meet up to another day.

"Papa when is baby coming?" Joesph asked, poking Louis' stomach.

"In six more months bub. He or she has to grow before they come out." Louis replies, petting Joesph's wavy hair.

All his kids had wavy hair, they took that trait after Jake. Now, all Louis could think about was how his and Harry's baby would look like?

"I can't believe you're pregnant again. I'm so happy. I hope it's a girl!" Darcy exclaims.

They all sit in the dark, waiting for the power to turn back on. They lit up candles and had their flashlights on.

Darcy sat on the love seat, while Harry, Louis, and Joesph cuddled on the couch.

"Yeah I want a baby sister!" Joesph says.

"Well, who knows, let's hope the baby is healthy." Harry chuckles. "Next week is the appointment. When do we get to find out the genders Lou?" Harry questions.

"Eighteen or twenty weeks in." Louis answers flatly. Every since they left Jay's house, the blue eyed man was unusually quiet.

"Ah so eight more weeks to go." Harry declares.

"Yep." Louis nodded staring at the blank wall.

"Dad, are you alright?" Darcy asks, feeling guilty for what had happened an hour or two ago. She saw the whole exchange and felt angered, but there was nothing she could do.

"No, not really." Louis says shrugging.

"Papa what's going on?" Darcy frowns. Harry rubs his boyfriend's knee, knowing exactly what was wrong. He felt this was all his fault, he shouldn't have pushed Louis into going to see his mother.

"Darcy, I have tried giving you kids the life that I never had. I wanted you to connect with your aunts, your grandparents, your uncles, cousins, and I can't. Jake isn't here to help out with that, so it's all up to me." Louis answers.

"Dad-"

"Hell, I ran Noah out the house. You're getting bullied and I didn't know shit. It's- I just feel like a bad parent for not trying hard enough. I want you to live happy, not going through the same shit like I did. I want and need for you kids to do better than me. That's my goal right now." Louis finishes.

"Louis you-"

"No, don't say anything, I'm just really sorry. I've tried to make everything perfect with you kids. I've already messed up with one child, I can't mess up with the two, well, three of my babies now." Louis spoke.

"Dad!" Darcy yelled. "Shut up for one second! Jesus Christ!" She huffs.

"Seriously Lou, shut up." Harry blinks.

"You are trying dad, okay? You didn't fail anyone. I understand what you're trying to say. Thank you so much, but give yourself a break. Not everything is perfect, you need to understand that." Darcy says.

"Yeah babe, you gotta stop putting so much on your shoulders." Harry squeezes Louis' knee in comfort.

"I'm sorry, but did you tell me to shut up?" Louis frowns. "Okay, okay, sorry." He says when the two glared at him.

It was quiet after a few moments, everyone listening to the thunder as the room brightens up with the lighting strikes from outside.

"How are babies made?" Joesph asks, looking up at Harry and Louis.

Louis' eyes widen, not sure how to reply to that. He shook his head, staring at Harry. "You can deal with this one. Thank you baby." Louis blows the curly haired man a kiss.

Harry gives Louis a sarcastic smile, rolling his eyes. He was quite fond of Louis and everyday his feelings grew more for the blue eyed man.

"Well you see, Joesph," Harry pauses. "See, I have this thing called a pen-"

"Pencil!" Louis shouted. "Pencil!"

"Penis!" Joesph shouted.

"I said pencil." Louis narrows his eyes.

"Penis!" He claps his hands together.

Harry and Darcy die of laughter behind Louis as the four year old and him argue.

"Yes penis, it's penis." Louis admits, giving up. "How do you know that word?"

"What did Harry do with his penis?" Joesph asks innocently, ignoring Louis' question.

"Oh my god," Louis breathes out, standing up from the couch, eyes wide. "I cannot do this." He walks away.

Harry continues laughing until he couldn't breathe anymore. He squeezed his eyes shut, the air from his lungs escaping.

"Harry breathe!" Darcy giggles, watching as Harry falls to the ground laughing harder than before. The curly haired man slaps the ground, wheezing.

When Louis walks in the dark living room, he shakes his head. "C'mon idiot, don't die on me, I'm preggo." Louis kicks Harry lightly, the younger man finally calming down. "Dork."

Louis threw a water bottle at Darcy, then places two more water bottles on the glass table for everyone. He took his seat on the couch and sighed deeply.

"Hey, I have a joke." Darcy says. Harry gets up off the floor and sits down next to Louis, grabbing the water bottle off the glass table.

"Hm?" Louis hums, looking at his daughter.

"What does a robot do after a one night stand?" She smirks.

Louis and Harry exchange looks, shaking their head. "What?" They both said in unison.

"He nuts and bolts." She giggles. Harry joins in on her growing laughter, not being able to breathe again.

"Not again!"

"Christ Harry, breathe!"

*

"I can't believe you're pregnant..." Harry spoke in the quiet living room.

The storm was strong and it wasn't going to stop anytime soon. The two kids fell asleep on the couch, Harry and Louis were on the soft carpet, staring up at the ceiling.

"You tell me that everyday baby." Louis replies.

"I know. You're used to pregnancies, but I'm not Lou. This is my first child." Harry pouted.

"I know babe. I'm really happy, just as much as you are. How do you feel?" Louis rubs his stomach.

"I'm scared and happy." Harry replies.

"It's like that at first, then it just gets better. It's like your world is much more positive, more brighter." Louis describes.

"My world has gotten positive when you walked in it, and it got brighter when you introduced me to the kids." Harry whispered smiling softly.

"Shut up sap." Louis says. "I miss Noah."

"He'll come around sweetheart. I'm sure of it." Harry reassures.

"It'll most likely be a boy." Louis announces out of the blue.

"Huh?" Harry furrows his eyebrows.

"It'll be a boy." Louis repeated.

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves baby-"

"It might be a boy."

A/N
honestly i don't care if this was a bad chapter or not.

i hate this book, it's actually really fucking stupid.

umm i hate life as well...cancer is the biggest bitch i know and it's got my abuela for the second time and she gives up..

she's not gonna do chemotherapy, she's letting it take over her body. it's in her lungs and kidneys and she's going to die soon.

and i really thought i was starting to become happy, just for a sec, but i think that's gone now and i don't know wtf to do.

but then again, this year has been quite shitty and it's the circle of life. shit happens.

~LouisSmolBean
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