slight warning of homophobic/transphobic slurs, sexual harrassment and some violence.

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"hey prince?"

"yeah?" louis asked after blowing a bubble with his gum.

"i kinda have some more baby names," harry hummed. "just a few."

"i wanna know!" louis' eyes lit up. the two had been tossing name ideas back and forth for a while but they just couldn't agree on the perfect one. not only did they want one that was cute, but one that was uncommon as well. he had one in mind for a girl that he was for sure settled on, but was afraid harry would have one better. for a boy, harry had a good one and was fearing the same thing.

the two grabbed their papers of their own baby names and added more before swapping.

(harry's list)

boy:

kaiser
max
connor
xavier
oliver
william
joshua

girl:

emily
ava
rhiannon
cynthia
olivia
harper
amelia
brianna

(louis' list)

boy:

hunter
malachai
jeremiah
elliot
jaden
blaine
blair

girl:

raven
maribel
echo
tiana
kasey
cheyenne
sierra

"i love this one," harry pointed to a specific name on the girl's list. louis smiled softly and his heart fluttered at the one he was stuck on. they agreed that would be perfect for a first name and juggled the rest of them for the middle. they did the same with the boy name and harry cheered that they picked his favorite off of his own list.

harry had slowly started packing their belongings to move into the new house. his personal goal was to move in by the time they found out the gender of the baby so he and the lads (excluding louis) could set up the nursery. louis took a day off to help pack but it just resorted in harry having louis lay in bed while he did the work. louis would try to help but when harry eventually shooed the boy out of the room, he would grumble to the baby that their daddy was a fuckwad and then apologize for cussing because the baby could now hear.

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the group of four went to deja vu for the night to get out of the house. the same people were there. mia was happy to see louis again and even congratulated him on his pregnancy. manny did the same (being mia's father, he knew when mia found out) and niall pulled zayn over to the table to play cards.

harry sat on the couch and louis snuggled into his side before huffing and moving around. he eventually just laid his legs across harry's lap and laid his head on the back of the sofa. harry gently massaged his legs and drummed his thumbs against them, making louis chuckle.

louis rubbed his tummy softly, smiling when beebs wiggled inside of him. harry moved his arm to rest his hand upon his fiancé's and murmured the baby names they decided on. he loved the sound of them, especially with his last name.

"did dr. baugh ever determine the due date?" harry asked softly.

louis looked down at their hands. "he said sometime in january, maybe earlier though 'cause i'm high risk." they concluded that the baby had to have been made around the time louis graduated uni or even after that because he fell ill not even a two months later then wound up seven weeks pregnant. it was now mid august.

"new year baby," harry hummed. louis nodded and crossed his ankles.

when niall got bored with the card game, which was when it was over, he bounded over to the empty pool table. louis waddled to his mate and sat in a chair to watch him play against zayn.

harry sat at the poker table when some seats emptied and greeted the men and few ladies that were sitting there. they all said hello and harry was offered a beer from one of the lads. he declined it but accepted a soda instead.

"you just denied a beer?" flynn asked. "are you ill or something?"

harry shook his head and picked up his cards when they were dealt. "no, i've stopped smoking as well. i have a baby on the way, i can't endanger them with my habits."

"i heard about that," flynn commented. "your boy, right?"

harry chewed on his lip before nodding slowly. he trusted his co-ops. they were a team. evan expected the best and they grew to be brothers and sisters, one big fucked up family. so if evan told a member, then soon everyone would find out from their boss one by one. although, it seems as if he hasn't told everyone the news.

"wait, louis is...?" another boy at the table asked, confused.

"yes, isn't it obvious?" flynn snorted. "the lad is so like...glow-y. he's got a belly and all."

"oh..." the lad said. he leaned back in his seat and looked at the pregnant boy before looking at harry. there was a small silence and the cheshire man noticed a scowl from another member at the table.

"is there a problem?" harry rose an eyebrow.

"i didn't expect louis would be a he-she, hmph," the man, merle, shrugged.

"pardon me?" harry's eyebrows furrowed and he laid his hand down.

"but then again, is the kid even yours? the lad is quite a looker. could get anyone with that ass of his. you never know, styles," merle sipped his beer.

harry stood from his seat and reached over, grabbing a fistful of merle's hair. the table shook as harry's knuckles turned white and he got close to the man's face.

"don't you ever, ever talk about him and my child like that again. i will not fucking hesitate to kill you in front of all of us because you are sick."

"mate, it was just a joke-"

"i don't care," harry growled through his clenched jaw. louis' eyes widened and zayn parted from the two other boys before pulling harry off of the man.

"what's the issue?" zayn asked. louis waddled over and harry put an arm out to prevent him from going any closer to the table.

"merle, here, is about to be a dead man if he doesn't keep louis' name out of his toothless fucking mouth," harry sneered and louis' eyes narrowed at the man.

"haz, everyone's gonna talk shit about someone-"

"but calling my fiancé a he-she is god damn unacceptable!" harry snapped at zayn, who put his hands up in defense. "we already have to worry if the baby will even fucking make it and he's throwing around bullshit!"

louis' eyebrows shot up and he glanced at merle, who walked away from the poker table. harry went after him but louis stepped up and pulled him back by his belt loops.

"let me handle this," louis said and ignored harry's protests as he walked out of the front door. harry followed him anyways, trying to stop the boy from doing something he might regret. then again, harry probably would have beat the fuck out of merle for what he said but he deserved it.

"babe-"

"no, harry," louis snapped and turned around. "i didn't even fucking know about any of this! he's not going to fucking insult me or the baby," he crossed his arms. "now can i please go or are you going to do something?"

"i was going to, but you stopped me," harry said and crossed his arms as well. "he fucking asked if beebs was mine and said shit about you that wasn't okay, so i'm sorry for being a good fiancé and father and try to stand up for you. shoot me!"

louis frowned and looked down at his feet for a moment before turning and walking off. harry sighed when he noticed louis was marching towards merle's motorcycle. merle was sitting on it while talking to a group of people near him. harry never liked the man, he was cocky and narcissistic. he wasn't sure why he was in the gang but it was one of their things to not go against another member -- whether that be discrimination, sexual harassment, or anything involved with one of their significant others.

harry drug his boots across the concrete until he made his way to the group.

"boy, evan's gonna fucking love this," merle snorted.

"he already knows," louis interrupted, placing his hands on his hips. merle snapped his head over to the right and harry stopped when he was a few feet behind his pregnant fiancé.

"well if it isn't the lad himself, congratulations on the new addition," merle smiled at louis.

louis snorted. "fuck you, asshole."

merle made a snooty remark about asking louis if harry would mind him doing so, which resulted in harry pulling merle off of his bike and pinning him against the ground with his knee to the man's neck. louis glared at the other lads that were staring at him before walking over and leaning down to be face to face with merle.

"i really hope evan kills you when i'm not around one day," louis said. "because i'm your medic and won't arrive in time to save you, you sick fuck."

"get bent, whore," merle grunted and louis may or may not have stomped on his face a few times before harry finished the business himself.

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do you think what harry did was right? should he had let louis do something about it? the only reason im asking is because louis wasnt around to hear the conversation, it was told to harry himself. so in the end who do you believe should have done something?

thank you for 20k ❤