~8 weeks later~
Harry's POV
I wake up to a churning in my stomach. I jump out of bed and run to the toilet. I end up throwing up everything I had to eat yesterday. Once I'm done throwing up, I flush the chain and go and brush my teeth.
There was a knock at the door.
"Harry? Are you okay?" Niall asks.
"Yeah. I'm fine." I say after I spat out the toothpaste.
"You sure? You just threw up." He sounds concerned.
"Yeah I'm alright." I say and open the door.
"Maybe you should go to the doctor." Niall suggests.
"Its probably just a bug." I shrug and sit down on the bed.
I.... I couldn't be.... pregnant? Could I? I know I can get pregnant. But.... If I am Louis would be the dad. Shit! Did he use a condom? I can't remember. What if I am? How would I tell Louis. Ugh! Hopefully I ain't pregnant.
"Harry?" Niall snaps my out of thought while clicking his fingers.
"Yeah?" I asks looking up.
"You just zoned out." He shrugs.
"Oh. Okay." I get up and put some clothes on for the day.
If the sickness keeps up I'll go to the doctor.
"See you later." I call to Niall as I leave.
"Bye." He yells.
Louis' POV
"How are you and Liam?" I ask Zayn.
"Fine. How about you and Harry?" Zayn asks me.
"I haven't seen him in like 8 weeks." I say and sit on my bed.
"Counting are ye?" He smirks.
"Maybe." I mumble and look away.
"Lets go." Zayn says.
We walk out of our dorm and down the hall.
"We're meeting Niall at the gates." Zayn says and I nod.
We arrive at the gates and see Niall is already there. Zayn takes out a cigarette, lights it and smokes.
"What's planned for today then?" Niall asks as we approach.
"Well I was thinking we could set the sprinklers off in the office?" I shrug.
"How are we gonna do that?" Zayn asks.
I shrug and sit on the floor.
"Why don't we use Zayn's cigarettes?" Niall suggests.
"Maybe." I mumble and play with my fingers.
"What's wrong with him?" Niall asks Zayn, gesturing to me.
"Something about his curly haired boy." Zayn shrugs. I roll my eyes.
"Well he was sick this morning." Niall says and I snap my head up. "He says its fine though. Just a bug."
"He should go to the doctor." I say and pick at the grass.
"You would take him wouldn't you." Zayn teases.
"Yeah I would!" I snap and get up and storm off.
"Stupid bloody friends." I mumble as I go through the doors.
~2 weeks later~
Harry's POV
I've been sick every day at least twice for the past 2 weeks so I'm going to the doctors.
"Harry Styles?" The receptionist calls. I get up from my seat as she leads me to the doctor. I open the door and step inside.
"Hi Harry I'm Dr. McDylan." He introduces.
"Hi." I smile and sit on the bed chair thingy.
"What seems to be the problem?" He asks.
"Well, when I was born I was born with both female and male parts, both work. So I think I may be pregnant." I explain shyly.
"Well I've dealed with male pregnancies before so if you are you don't need to worry." Dr. McDylan assures.
"Thanks." I smile.
"Well first I want you to pee in this cup." He hands me this cup thing as I nod.
I leave the room and go into a bathroom to do my business. I return and had the doctor the cup. He places it on a try and turns to face me.
"Next I'm gonna have to take a blood sample, ok?" He asks. I nod.
He quickly takes my blood and I wince a bit as the needle enters my skin and when its taken out. He places it next to my pee.
He leaves the room for a few minutes, then returns.
"Now I'm gonna do an ultrasound." He smiles and sit down. I nod. "Can you lie down and pull your shirt off please."
I do as I am told as Dr. McDylan comes over with a pot of gel.
"This is gonna be cold, okay." He warns. I nod as he places it on my stomach. I Flinch a little at the cold touch, Dr. McDylan chuckles. He pulls out the wand thing and places it on my stomach. He moves it around. He suddenly stops and leans in closer to the screen. I swallow hard.
"Well Harry...." He begins. "It seems that you are pregnant. Congratulations." He smiles.
"Thanks?" I say but it comes out more of a question.
"Do you want to hear the heartbeat?" He asks and I nod.
"Yes please."
He presses a button and flips a switch, then the room fills with the baby's heartbeat.
My baby.
And Louis' too Harry.
Oh shut up. Mine.
And Louis'. He did help make it.
"Would you like a picture Harry?" Dr. McDylan asks.
"Uh.... Yes please. Can I have...." I pause to think.
You. Your mummy. Louis. Louis' mummy.
No Louis and his mum.
Get them just in case.
"Tw-Four." I sigh.
"Just one second. You can clean your stomach now." He says.
I look down at my still flat tummy. Not long until a bump grows.
How are you gonna tell your boyfriend?
He's NOT my boyfriend.
But you want him to be. With that feathery brown hair to run your fingers through. The ocean blue eyes to gaze into. Soft, pink, thin lips to kiss whenever you want. The perfectly rounded ass to squeeze. And his soft, small hands what you can hold and use for naughty things. Also-
No. I. Don't.
Well your not-so-little friend seems to disagree. He likes it.
I look down to see a bulge in my trousers. I groan in frustration. I pick up my jacket and tie it round my waist so the knot and sleeves more or less cover up my ever growing bulge.
The doctor comes back and hands me the pictures.
"Thanks." I say and look down at them.
I make an appointment for 2 weeks in time and walk out and back to Uni.
Now life is gonna get hard....
