Harry POV
There is, yet again, silence in the car as I take in the new found information. An omega is exactly what I expected. My mother once told me, after I had asked her, that she thought I would be a soft beta. That's basically a nicer way to say omega.
'You don't seem to be surprised.' Louis says, breaking the silence in the car. 'Are you alright?' He questions, turning his head towards me with a questioning and concerned glance written on his face. 'I know it is a lot to take in. It's not something you hear every single day of your life.' He states.
First, I nod in response to his question, mainly because I don't want to bother him with my thoughts and concerns, but after all of Louis' honesty, I decide to say how I am really feeling out loud. 'Yeah, I guess I'm alright. My muscles still feel quite sore though and everything you just said is very slowly registering.'
'Understandable, I was pretty pissed when my parents told me. I couldn't believe they kept something as big as that a secret for fourteen years! I yelled and screamed at them for what must have been an hour, before I ran off to my room.' Louis says, chuckling to himself about the memory. 'It is quite a lot to take in. Once I did, I immediately apologized to my parents, but they understood and forgave me right away.'
'Does that mean your parents are werewolves too?' I ask Louis. It seems quite logic to most people maybe, but for me it doesn't because I know my parents aren't werewolves. No one in my family has ever been a werewolf.
'Yes, they are. Both of them are beta.' Louis answers my question. 'It was actually quite a surprise for them to find out there son was an alpha. Major part of my family was either beta or omega. There have only been a handfull of alphas in the Tomlinson family.'
The rest of the journey to Doncaster we fill with small talk. We let all the werewolf stuff rest and talk about the things we drive past or comment on the songs we hear on the radio. It's quite relaxed, just as it has always been with Louis.
To be completely honest, I was scared that it would fade away. That me and Louis could not be as comfortable with another as we had always been because of all this werewolf stuff. I still think something will change between us now I have turned out to be an omega werewolf.
Once I see a sign next to the road saying there is only a couple of miles left until we reach Doncaster, I get quite nervous.
It's a bit strange, cause I have met Louis parents before and I have been around Louis' house, and all of his siblings, more than once. There should be no need for me to be nervous, yet here I am sitting in the car with sweaty palms, whilst it's freezing outside.
Louis appears to have noticed my distress as he turns his head to the side. 'Are you nervous, Harry? You seem really uncomfortable.' Louis tells me.
'A little.' I admit, followed by a sign. 'It's just, everything seems so different all of a sudden. People that I thought I knew turn out to be werewolves, hell, even I turn out to be a werewolf. Those thoughts makes me a bit scared and nervous.' I blurt out to Louis.
'Hey, relax. Nobody's personality has changed, just because they turn out to be a werewolf. You are still Harry, I am still Louis and my parents are still my parents.' Louis says in a comforting voice. 'And don't think for a second that they will treat you different or something just because you are officially an omega now.'
Louis' words make me feel a little bit calmer than before. Some part of me still has it's doubts though. As always, Louis notices, or seems to notice, as he places a comforting hand on my thigh. It feels warm and nice on my leg.
Soon, we reach the Tomlinson household, which looks the exact same as the last time I came here except for the fairylights all around the roof.
The nerves have kicked back in, full force, as I step out of the car with a little helping hand from Louis. 'This muscle ache almost makes me feel like an old man.' I mumble to Louis, who chuckles in response. Louis closes the car door and locks the car and holds one arm over my shoulders as he takes a couple steps forward towards the door.
Just as we are on the front porch, about to ring the doorbell, the door swings open in front of us and Louis' mother comes into view with Louis two youngest siblings, the twins Daisy and Phoebe. 'Louis!' The two little girls exclaim before they run away from their mother and towards their brother. Each one of them has grabbed onto one of Louis' legs.
Once they let go of him, which takes a couple of minutes at least, it's time for his mother to give him a hug. 'Louis, it's so good to see you again! It's been way to long since my baby has been home.' She says before taking him into her arms. I see a few tears glinstering in her eyes, but she quickly blinks them away.
I can't help but smile at the cute reunion. It's clear they really miss their oldest brother, and son in Louis' mother's case, very much. It makes me wonder of my mother, and other family members, ever miss me.
'It's great to be back home with you and the girls, mum.' Louis replies to his mother. 'I've missed all of you whilst I was on tour a lot!' He says.
They pull away from another after some time. Once his mother lays her eyes on me, she smiles a warm smile as she always does when she sees me or the boys. 'Harry! It's great to se you again. Been way too long since I saw you and the other boys.' She says, before she gives me a hug as well. 'Louis texted me earlier and told me what's going on with you. Don't worry about it, we all support you here no matter what.' She whispers into my ear before she pulls away.
I send her a grateful smile, which she returns, before turning back to the house. Her words made me think about my home again. Would my mother accept me as an omega werewolf? I honestly don't know how she would react.
It is a huge relief though to know that right here, right now I won't have to worry about being judge because I am an omega. Who knows what will happen when we are going back on tour? Will everything be different now that I am an omega?
Suddenly, Charlotte and Felicité make an appearance. Both of them squeal loudly at the sight of their brother. They run forward and engulf their older brother into their arms.
As much as I enjoy the sight of this family reunion, my body still feels slighly unstable. I've been holding onto the door for the past couple of minutes, but it seems like my legs are shaking harder with every minute passing.
Just as I am about to ask Louis for support, he comes walking over and lifts me up in his arms bridal style. 'You seemed a little unstable there on your own, Harry.' He says with a smile, while I quickly wrap both of my arms around his neck.
'Thank you.' I whisper to him with a blush as I notice all of his sisters and his mother watching him.
'I thought only princesses were carried around.' I hear one of the twins, I have trouble keeping them apart sometimes, say to Louis.
Louis just smiles again, before he replies. 'That's very true. But you know, there are some special boys, with special qualities, in this world that are just like princesses. Harry is one of them.'
'Does that mean you are his prince?' The other one of the twins asks, her eyes becoming wider as she looks at me.
'That's a secret, Daisy. Harry doesn't know that yet.' Louis whispers to his younger sister, even though I can hear him clearly. He looks back at me. 'So Harry, where to? Do you want to go rest in my room or shall I put you on the couch?' Louis asks me.
I consider letting him take me to the couch, so I can at least try to be some what usefull, but my muscles are protesting heavily and my whole body is feeling extremely tired. 'To your room, if that isn't a problem.' I reply with slightly reddened cheeks.
'If it was a problem, I wouldn't offer it, Darling.' Louis says, before he carries me inside and immediately walks up the stairs. Once we are all the way up the stairs, Louis opens the door to his room and places me on his old bed. 'Get some rest, Harry.' He says softly. 'You look exhausted and I think your body is still aching a lot more than you show to me. I'll come to check up on you later.' Louis says.
He doesn't need to tell me twice. I crawl under the soft, new, clean sheets and rest my head on one of the many pillows on his bed. 'Sorry if I'm being a burden.' I whisper quietly.
Louis doesn't reply to me with words, instead he surprises me by leaning closer and placing a kiss on my forehead. His rough lips feels incredible nice against my skin. 'There is no way you could be a burden to me.'