[A/N]: SO you're going to begin noticing a faster time change. I CANNOT TAKE IT DAY BY DAY LIKE I USUALLY DO IF I EVER PLAN ON HARRY HAVING THIS KID. This chapter is dedicated to Sammie98Alyssa2000 for making me the adorable multimedia.
[Liam's P.O.V]
For the next few weeks or so, Harry somehow talked Louis into letting him go with him to work. We still made sure to see them everyday, however, upon Niall's request. The curly haired boy's stomach seemed to grow a little each day, though I knew that wasn't possible to see physically.
When Harry was about four and a half months, however, Louis called me and sighed, "Harry will be joining you during the day once again."
"Everything alright?" I had chuckled.
"Yeah," he'd replied sadly. "Brian noticed that Harry's tummy is getting bigger. It is kind of a noticeable bump now. Brian asked if Harry had a food baby. Harry thought Brian wanted to eat Jelly Bean... so he came to me in a panic."
I'd replied, "Aww, poor boy."
And then we'd discussed Harry's visits with Dr. Shell and how everything seemed to be going well. Recently, small ears like Harry's could be made out on the ultrasound. Dr. Shell had even apparently said that Harry would be able to feel the baby nudging around inside of him soon.
So the next day, Louis led a pouting Harry in some baggy clothing into the flat. Niall giggled, "Nice outfit, Harry."
Before the curly lad could protest, Louis wrapped is arm around the boy to place a gentle hand on his stomach, "Be nice, Niall. It's harder for him to find clothes that fit now. We need to go shopping."
"My Jelly Bean is growing," Harry broke into a large grin, gently petting his bump with the hand that always seemed to rest on his stomach protectively.
"They don't make man maternity clothes," I pointed out. "Are you just gonna buy things that look... somewhat unisex?"
"We'll figure it out," Louis shrugged, turning Harry gently so he could kiss him. "I'll see you after work, Kitten."
"And then tomorrow you stay with me and Jelly Bean?" Harry asked. "Because we go to Dr. Shell's. To look at Jelly Bean again!"
"Right," Louis chuckled, pulling back to pet Harry's little belly. "Bye, baby Jelly Bean. I love you."
Niall looked to me poutingly, "I want one."
Louis kissed Harry again, "And I love you."
Harry sighed, but allowed Louis, who seemed reluctant to leave Harry, to exit. Cradling his stomach gently, he went to sit on the sofa. Niall followed him, "Did you eat breakfast?"
"Yes," Harry nodded. "Dr. Shell says that eating will help my tummy not have a hurt spot, so my Louis made me and Jelly Bean pancakes."
"That was nice of him," I chuckled. "Harry I'm going to let Maisy out to go to the bathroom but then I'll put her back in my and Niall's room with her toys."
"I won't let her jump on you," Niall assured.
While I let Maisy out, Niall begged to pet Harry's stomach. Harry was slowly beginning to have mood swings, and at the moment Harry seemed grumpy. When I brought Maisy back inside the boy was curling up in the corner. Niall snapped him out of it by asking to play cards, and Harry agreed. However, I had a bad feeling that Niall was going to do something to upset him again... because after all, he was Niall.
[Niall's P.O.V]
I was extremely happy that Harry was staying with us during the day again, because that gave me more time to ask him questions about the baby. I managed to talk the grumpy boy into playing cards, and we sat down at the kitchen table. Harry munched on some pretzels and drank some grape juice as we played.
"Why are you being so quiet?" I finally asked the boy after we'd already eaten a lunch of sandwiches and played multiple silent games.
"Jelly Bean might be sleeping," he said softly.
"Isn't Jelly Bean always sleeping?" I huffed as Liam entered the room for some water.
"When did Dr. Shell say the baby would be able to hear?" Liam asked.
"Soon," Harry grinned. "And I will be able to feel my Jelly Bean move, too."
"That's exciting!" he grinned.
"Yes," the curly haired lad petted his stomach lovingly. "I am ready to hold Jelly Bean, though."
"Jelly Bean probably isn't ready yet, though," I added. "Right?"
"Still growing," Harry agreed. "How long is 5.9 Inces?"
"Inches," Liam corrected, stepping forward and grabbing a few pretzel sticks and placing them on the table. "Like that, basically. Very small, hmm?"
"Tiny!" Harry gasped, looking at his stomach.
"I can hold Jelly Bean when he or she is born, right?" I asked.
Harry sighed, "We will not talk about this right now."
"Sassy," I teased.
"Do you want to play cards or you do not?" Harry crossed his arms.
"Let's make things interesting," I smirked. "How about the loser of this card game has to give the winner whatever the winner wants."
Harry raised an eyebrow, "I am going to win..."
"You wanna prove that?" I leaned forward.
"Careful with this bet, Harry," Liam chuckled.
"Okay," Harry nodded at me, and my tail wagged excitedly.
"And so it begins!" I snatched up the cards to start shuffling.
Liam sat in on the card game, switching from side to side to see our hands. Harry set down his second to last card, smirking as he said, "UNO..."
I nonchalantly laid down my 'Draw 2' color changing card, "Green is the new color."
Harry huffed at my choice, drawing another card. Liam pursed his lips, "There's not even a matching number."
"I know," Harry pouted, removing his hand from his belly to hold his cards with both hands. "I have watched..."
I set down my second to last card, "UNO."
Harry looked worried now, drawing another card, "Six! Matches and changes color to red!"
He triumphantly set it down, and I giggled, "Too bad I have a six in yellow."
I slammed my last card down onto the pile, and Harry's jaw dropped, "I lost..."
"Hmm," I tapped my chin. "What do I want from you?"
Harry shrugged, "I do not have anything."
"I know what to ask for!" I grinned evilly. "When Jelly Bean is born..."
Harry looked confused, but Liam knew where I was going, "Niall..."
"I want Jelly Bean," I grinned.
"Jelly Bean is mine, though," Harry paled, and his ears fell as he protectively cradled his tummy.
"Anything I want, Harry," I reminded.
"No! My baby Jelly Bean!" Harry shook his head frantically.
"You have to Harry, we made a deal!" I shrugged.
"You cheated! I-I d-did not k-know!" the younger boy wailed, bursting into tears and scrambling up to hurry from the room.
"Ah, Niall," Liam sighed.
"Well I didn't expect that reaction," I frowned, my own ears and tail falling. "I just wanted him to bicker with me. I can't tackle him cause I could hurt him and the baby, and I'd be so mad at myself then."
"Well now you've freaked him out," Liam came to ruffle my hair.
"I'm gonna go apologise," I sighed.
Liam followed me to the living room, where the younger boy was sobbing on the couch. When I attempted to approach him, he looked up in horror, cringing away as he shielded his stomach, "No! G-get away from m-me!"
"Harry," I sighed.
The younger boy continued sobbing, stroking his belly, "I-I did not m-mean to Jelly B-Bean I w-was t-tricked! D-do not want t-to give you to N-Niall b-but he is saying t-that I have to but he cannot make me! I m-made you with L-Louis and you are my Jelly Bean!"
"Harry!" I said in exasperation.
"No!" Harry screeched, clamping his hands over his ears.
"Okay," Liam murmured. "We should call Louis before Harry makes himself sick."
"I'm a horrible person," I groaned .
Liam dug his phone out and dialed Louis' number and tapped it onto speaker, hurrying to hold the phone out to Harry. The younger boy gave the phone a look like the phone was going to take his baby. Liam offered a smile, but before he could inform Harry who it was Louis answered, "Yeah, Liam?"
"Louis!" Harry wailed.
"Kitten?" Louis asked worriedly. "Are you alright?"
"I g-gave away-" he broke off with a hiccuping sob. "G-gave away our Jelly Bean! Did n-not mean to! Tricked! N-Niall says Jelly Bean i-is his!"
"Lovely," Louis gave a sympathetic chuckle mixed with a bit of relief. "Niall can't take Jelly Bean. We won't let him."
Harry wiped at his cheeks and then caressed his belly, "Um, b-but I lost cards a-and Niall got to ask for wh-whatever he wanted a-and-"
"Jelly Bean is our baby," Louis told him gently. "Niall can't take him or her."
"Come save me," he sniffled.
"Baby..." Louis crooned.
"I do not feel good," he whimpered. "Just want my Louis."
Louis was silent for moment, and I whispered to Liam, "He can't say no."
"Okay, baby Kitten," he said gently. "Eat some crackers and drink some water, I'll be there soon and we can go home and snuggle."
"Yeah," the distraught boy gurgled.
"Then tomorrow we get to go look at Jelly Bean!" Louis reminded him. "Our Jelly Bean!"
Harry seemed to brighten a little, "Yes! Can see Jelly Bean..."
"Alright, I need to go to tell Brian and Zayn I'm leaving," Louis told the boy. "Then I'll come get you."
"Okay," he said softly.
"Bye, baby," Louis chuckled. "I love you."
"L-love you, too," Harry sniffed.
"It's alright," Louis assured. "Our Jelly Bean."
The younger lad stared sadly at the phone once Louis has hung up, looking up at me slowly, "My and Louis' Jelly Bean! L-Louis said!"
"It's alright, Harry," I said apologetically. "I'm sorry... I wasn't ever really going to take your baby. How about instead you talk Liam into letting us adopt a baby since I'm not cool like you..."
"No," Harry snapped, attempting to hide his stomach, but not being able to since he couldn't cover it with a single hand anymore. "You are mean!"
"A hug then? Can I have that for what I want?" I asked hopefully.
"Do not talk to me," he hissed.
I frowned, looking to Liam, "Harry is going to hate me forever now..."
"He'll realize when you don't take his baby that you were kidding, and he'll like you again," Liam assured.
"But he won't ever let me touch his tummy to feel when the baby moves and stuff," I pouted, pulling Liam to the kitchen with me and leaving Harry to sit on the couch crooning to Jelly Bean. "Why does he get to be the unique one? He gets the fun stuff! I have a male reproductive system, I'm not allergic to anything-"
"Niall, why on earth would you want to be allergic to stuff?" Liam sighed.
"I don't, I'm just saying that Harry's the special one," I shrugged, crossing my arms.
"Harry doesn't have a tail," Liam pointed out. "Harry can't eat six jalapenos and not feel sick. Harry can't eat shrimp, you can."
A grin slipped onto my face as Liam wrapped his arm around me and pulled me against him, "I know something else Harry doesn't have."
"Hmm?" Liam kissed my forehead.
"You," I giggled, planting a sloppy kiss on his mouth.
Liam wrapped his arms around me tightly lifting my completely off the ground to spin me around, "I love you, Prince."
I laughed and clung to him dizzily, "Love you, too, Li-Li... and... Harry as a baby, and we could do!"
"Oh, Nialler," he sighed.
"Puh-lease?" I begged. "I just really want a little baby to play with it's toes and snuggle it and-"
"Feed it bottles, burp it, change dirty diapers, and stay up with it practically all night?" he raised his eyebrows.
"I think it'd be worth it," I examined his face. "To have a little baby to help grow and learn... you know, someone you can love who loves you back?"
"Eventually, Niall," he placed a hand on my cheek. "What if I said that? Would you accept that answer?"
"You'll see once Louis and Harry have their baby," I insisted. "You'll want a baby. Cause that thing is going to be the cutest thing ever but they're going to hog it."
"It's their baby!" he laughed exasperatedly. "They have a right to hog it."
"Harry probably isn't going to even let me hold it cause of when I almost dropped Lucy," I pulled Liam to push him into a kitchen chair so I could clamber onto his lap.
"He might not even let me hold the baby," Liam shook his head in awe. "He's... it's still inside him where no one can hurt it yet he's so protective that it's not even funny."
"Even Louis!" I flung my hands in the air. "Louis is protective over both of them!"
"He has to keep his Kitten safe," Liam chuckled. "And now he's got to do the same for his baby."
"His Jelly Bean," I said sadly. "I want a Jelly Bean."
Harry came shuffling into the room, "Harry's..."
"I know," I sighed. "I was just saying that I want a baby..."
"Mine," the younger boy wiped at his eyes, petting his stomach.
"You need something, Harry?" Liam asked, patting me so he could get up.
"Um... just my water," Harry pointed to the water in front of me. "But... Niall..."
"Won't take your baby," Liam promised. "Jelly Bean is all yours Harry. Well, yours and Louis'. Niall won't take him or her and you don't have to give Jelly Bean away."
Harry nodded, looking lovingly at his baby bump. A small grin formed on my face. Liam brought Harry his water, ruffling his curls and offering him a chair at the table. The lad hesitantly made his way over and sank slowly into his chair, keeping a protective hand in front of his tummy. Liam slid back under me again, and I asked, "So do you still feel sick?"
"A little," Harry shrugged. "It is not Jelly Bean's fault though."
"But... morning sickness is because of pregnancy," I said confusedly.
"Yes," Harry nodded. "My body. Not Jelly Bean. Even if it was Jelly Bean I would still love him or her."
We chatted for several more minutes until the front door could be heard opening, and then Harry was scrambling up and hurrying towards the living room. He nearly ran into Louis as the older lad came into the kitchen, and he let out a surprised squeak. His startled face broke into a large grin however, and Louis chuckled, hugging him gently, "Hello, lovely."
"My Louis!" Harry crowed happily. "Me and Jelly Bean missed you!"
"Missed you, too, baby," Louis kissed his forehead before bending to nuzzle his nose against Harry's rounded tummy. "Missed you baby Bean."
Harry petted at Louis' feathery hair, and the smaller lad stood up but still put his hand on Harry to gently rub his tummy. I gave Liam a longing look, and he simply kissed my cheek. Harry leaned into Louis' chest, snuggling close, "We can go home. And then tomorrow we see Jelly Bean on the screen!"
"Yeah, baby," Louis chuckled.
"When do you find out the gender?" Liam asked, and I nodded enthusiastically.
"Dr. Shell says that some ultrasounds can find that out already... but since he kind of... 'borrowed' his, it isn't a newer one. He's trying to get a better one. But even then... we might wait, you know?"
"Surprise," Harry nodded. "B-but Louis said we will find out at... when, Louis?"
"Thirty-two weeks, love," he chuckled. "That's a month or so before Jelly Bean comes."
"Have you got a plan for that?" Liam asked seriously. "Like... for how the baby will be born?"
"He or she will be delivered by cesarean section... uh... C-section, you know?" Louis nodded. "It's... it can't happen the other way, Harry isn't made that way. He doesn't have those female parts. But we don't have an exact date because as soon as the baby is ready Dr. Shell says he or she can come out."
"Then we'll have our Jelly Bean to actually hold!" Harry said happily.
"Fun," Liam chuckled. "How far along are you now?"
"He's eighteen weeks along," Louis said, then pursed his lips. "Or about that..."
"Whoa!" Liam said suddenly. "I don't know why it just hit me, but remember when I turned twenty and Niall tried to make Harry drink? And then when Niall turned twenty... he tried again?"
"But my Kitten said no," Louis looked to the younger boy in shock. "You would have had Jelly Bean still inside you, then..."
"Yes?" Harry said confusedly.
"You aren't supposed to drink alcohol when you're pregnant," Liam said softly. "It could hurt the baby."
"Oh," Harry gasped. "I w-would not hurt my Jelly Bean."
"I know," Louis kissed the younger boy's head. "You're fantastic. You take care of our baby so well."
"You do, too!" Harry insisted.
"Thank you, Kitten," Louis chuckled. "Ready to go home and cuddle? We can watch whatever you want until we eat dinner."
"Yes!" Harry squealed happily. "Cuddle and Aristocats!"
"You should have seen that coming, Louis," I laughed.
"Hey," Louis gave me a narrow look. "We love Aristocats, thank you very much!"
"Home, home, home," Harry sing-songed.
"Mood swings," I whispered to Liam, and Louis rolled his eyes at me as he led the boy by a gentle hand wrapped around his waist into the living room.
We helped Harry put his shoes on, since his tummy was only barely in the way to lean over while sitting, and then Louis put the boy's beanie on and offered him his own jacket even though Harry already had one on. Harry simply patted at Louis, "It is okay. Jelly Bean and I are warm."
"Mmkay, baby," Louis said slowly, and then we said our goodbyes and watched as the two headed to Louis' car.
As Liam shut the door behind them, I flung myself at him, "Let's make a baby."
"Niall, I thought we've discussed that you aren't built like Harry?" Liam sighed. "Louis explained that Harry's male cat DNA didn't work so Dr. Shell had to use the cat's sister... so the female cat DNA gave him a female reproductive system. Louis asked. He only used male dog DNA for you."
I huffed, "I know I can't actually get pregnant... but we can pretend. Sex multiple times... as many times as possible does the trick... except not really."
"You're a horny mofo," Liam sighed.
"Now you're speaking my language," I laughed as Liam scooped me up and the silenced my lips with his as he carried me to our bedroom.