Chapter Sixty-Five:

"Harry? Why are you so reluctant to tell your family about the baby?" Louis asked after getting home from work one day as Harry walked into the room.

"I'm not."

"Yes, you are. You keep pushing the date to tell them further back." Louis frowned from his seat on the couch, turning the television off. Liam and Ash were with Niall, helping him pack his belongings to move out of his parent's house and in with Louis and Harry.

"Are-are you ashamed of me? Is it that you don't want them to meet me?" Louis asked in worry. He had met Gemma briefly however not once had he met Anne.

"No, no no baby; I love you, I love all of you. There is no reason for me to be ashamed. I'm just worried about what my mum will think." Harry paused before continuing, "About what she will think about having a baby out of wedlock."

Harry flopped onto the couch next to Louis, massaging the bridge of his nose. "Is she like, really conservative?" Louis whispered.

"That's the thing, Lou; I have no clue. I never talked about this with her." Louis sighed but hugged his taller boyfriend, "it's okay Hazza, as long as we are both fine with the baby; that's all that really matters."

Harry looked at the small boy, "yeah, and I am so happy to be starting a family with you little one." The two moved spooned on the couch for some time in silence, enjoying the silence and the heat radiating off the other.

"Hazza?" Louis spoke up, not wanting to disturb the peace.

"Ya?"

"We do need to tell your mum." He sighed.

"I know. How about we do it tomorrow?" The small boy nodded.

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Louis looked around his house laughing; they were living in a two-bedroom house; with five people. Louis and Harry had their own room, Liam was living in the spare bedroom, Ash was sleeping on the couch. And Niall, well Niall was sleeping on a blow-up mattress in the kitchen.

The Irishman was asked where he wanted to sleep; everyone was expecting him to say the living room; but no. The blonde demanded he sleep in the kitchen, wanting to be close to the food.

Louis never thought this is the type of life he would have at 19 years of age, but he would never have it any other way. Living with his beautiful boyfriend and three best friends; he loved his life.

"Lou, you ready?" Harry asked anxiously walking into the dining room, where Louis was standing. The small boy nodded enthusiastically; he had been ready for the past hour; nervous to finally meet his boyfriend's family. It was well overdue; they had been together for one year and one month.

"Okay, let's go then." Harry smiled. And so they headed off for the hour and a half drive to Harry's family.

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An hour into the drive Louis became restless.

"Harry, can you pull over at the next gas station? I need to pee." Louis pleaded, holding onto his groin. "Oh shit okay. Umm, can you wait for a few minutes, the next station is about five minutes away."

Louis nodded his head in anticipation. Finally pulling up at the Caltex petrol station Harry announced, "you head to the loo, I'm going to get us some snacks."

"Kay," Louis answered, turning to the lavatory which was behind the Caltex station. Harry watched Louis enter the bathroom safely before turning the engine off and walking into the shop.

Harry smiled at the shop assistant as he entered before turning into the chips aisle, only to notice another, very familiar person there.