Harry's POV:

As usual the boys and I got bored in the studio so we decided to take over an empty room and kick around the football for a while.

"Take a shot." Louis challenged Niall who had the ball at his feet. Niall smirked, pulled his leg back and drove the ball straight to Louis head. Luckily he ducked just in time so the ball collided with the wall causing the picture frames that were hung up to shake.

"Your lucky." Louis pointed a finger at Niall who was laughing his head off clutching his stomach.

I was sat off on the side on the red couch, with my phone in my hand watching this all take place.

"Who you talking to?" Zayn came up beside me straddling the arm of the couch.

"Leah. Her and the girls are already shopping for furniture." I laughed and so did Zayn.

"How do they know what to get? Neither of you know what the thing is yet." Niall said. I clenched my jaw, a small spark of anger surged through me when Niall referred to my child as a 'thing'.

"Mentioning of not knowing the gender, what do you hope it is?" Liam asked taking a seat next to me.

"I think I want a girl, I mean a boy would be great too. I'm not sure what Leah wants though." I admitted.

"Well think about it. The perks of having a boy; we get to teach him football, hopefully he won't be bringing home random guys every other night when he is older, you won't have to deal with the color pink 24/7, and probably the best thing about a boy is that he won't get a period or boobs." Louis have his opinion. We were all in fits of laughter. But most of that I actually did agree with.

"You could teach a girl football." Zayn argued back with Louis, and he just glared at him.

"The game would be too rough for a girl, a man could take it." he explained.

"Oh, and you won't find bras and thongs in the wash either." Niall smiled. I just narrowed my eyes at him and shook my head.

"I just know all the men with a daughter and they seem to have this kind of indescribable relationship, I find myself wanting that now." I explained my side. They nodded.

"Yeah, I wouldn't mind having a little niece to spoil." Liam smiled and so did I.

"I think it would be pretty fun to see her play with toys, and dress up in heels that are too big.." I started to babble on.

"Dude, your turning into a sap. Stop." Louis said.

"Okay, this may sound 'sappy'" Zayn mocked Louis, "but I know alot of fathers can't wait to be the ones to take her to her first day of school, help them with boy problems, help with their prom dress, and walk them down the isle on their wedding day. I'm pretty sure with a boy, you cant do most of those things." The other boys solemnly nodded their heads in agreement.

"Well one things for sure, I can't wait to see you dressed up in a tutu." I smirked at Louis and his eyes popped out of his head.

"Who said I would be the one dressing up?!"

"Oh you know you would if she asked. When she pulls the little puppy face, wide eyes, pouted lips, you know you couldn't resist."

He just rolled his eyes, "whatever." He knew it was true, he just wouldn't admit it.

"I wonder how the girls would deal with a boy?" Liam thought out loud.

"They would probably turn him into a girl." Zayn laughed.

"Ok this is off topic, a little, but are you two ever going to be official?" Niall asked.

I furrowed my eyebrows in thought. That's the same thing Gemma told me the other day. I shrugged my shoulders.

"I think we are too young right now. If it's gonna happen, I want it to happen right." I answered.

"Too young? Please! Your going to be a father in about nine months. If your too young to get married then you are way too damn young to have a child. And as for doing it right, I was pretty sure you were suppose to get married THEN have a baby. So screw that." Louis crossed his arms.

"I didn't mean for it to seem like we were pressuring you into asking her, it was just a question." Niall defended himself. I nodded.

"Yeah Gemma asked the same thing." I mumbled looking down at him phone.

Just then a guy came into the room and told us we had to get back to the studio. I sighed standing up and trailing along behind the boys.

Suddenly the stress is starting to weigh down on me.

A/N

Sorry its short, I hope you liked it though. I'll try to update tomorrow too.

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