(A/N hello girls and boys -if there are boys it seems like there is no boys on wattpad? Is that just me or..?- don't hate! It's mpreg. Idk if sucks alright this is my first one just trying to experiment with different things ya know. It's Narry. 'course. Who doesn't love Narry? Well I'll stop now, enjoy and what not don't forget to vote comment and fan love you all<3 warnings; mpreg & adult vocabulary yup)
Narry; Welcome to the family
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"Harry," Niall whined lowly, sitting down on the blue comforter that laid atop their bed. Sighing, Harry looked up from his book he was reading and set a bookmark in it, turning towards his lover who was carying their child.
"Yes love?" Niall sniffled a bit and whipped at his red nose. He let out a groan as he tried to pull down the green shirt that didn't cover but a slim of the bottom of his tummy. A sob escaped his lips as he wrapped his arms around the fetus inside him.
"I- I hate you!" he screamed. Tears ran down his red face as he tried standing up, wobbling a bit. Once he was stood, he peered over the large hump but only saw the tips of his toes. As he began wailing again, Harry stood up from the bed with a deep sigh. This had been happening lately, Niall's excessive mood swings. He went from his happy-go-lucky self, to pure anger and hatred, to extremely self concisous in a matter of seconds, all thanks to the the little baby boy whom they were expecting any time now. Harry walked over to Niall and stood behind him, wrapping his long, muscular arms around Niall and his bumb.
"Now, why do you hate me babe?" he rested his face in Niall's shoulder, his nose pressed against the side of his neck. He took a deep breath, loving the natural aroma that could only be identified as Niall. He wasn't mad, not at all. He knew Niall didn't mean it, so he let himself be his personal punching bag because fuck, he loved him so damn much. Pushing away from Harry, Niall turned around and gave a pitiful punch to his chest.
"You made me fat you bastard!" he started to repeatently give soft blows to Harry's chest, who just chuckled.
"You're not fat Ni. You're gorgeous, you're glowing." Niall stopped his sad attempts of hurting Harry and blushed deeply.
"You don't mean that, loser." sniffiling, he pushed his face as deep as he could into Harry's chest with the lump in between the two. Harry wrapped his arms around Niall's waist, resting his chin on top his head.
"Oh, but I do. I may be a loser, but I'm your loser." Niall giggle and playfully smacked Harry's bum, who leapt in surprise. See, this is what Harry meant. Now Niall was all bubbly and happy, not that he was complaining. But that meant angry Niall was soon to come.
"I can't believe I let you knock me up, Styles." Niall sighed and rolled his eyes.
"You're such a sap, tell me again why I love you?" with a fake gasp, Harry held his hand to his heart in mock hurt.
"How rude." he playfully sent a glare to Niall, who smirked back. Nuzzling his face back into Niall's neck, he again took deep breathes. The smell was intoxicating, it drove him crazy. And damn, if he wasn't holding their child in the womb Harry could have took him right then and there. Niall wrapped his arms around Harry's waist, loving the way Harry purred and snuggled closer into him, and still had a hand rest upon his belly. They stood there for a while, just holding each other. Every now and then, Harry would feel a small kick and he would smile lovingly.
"I love you to Harry." Niall whispered, tears welling in his eyes for no apparent reason. He was just so fucking happy to be with the two boys he loved most. Pulling back with his arms still tightly wrapped around Niall, Harry leaned down and kissed his glabella. Niall crinkled his nose, and fuck it was the most adorable thing Harry had ever witnessed.
"I love that." Harry chuckled, tapping Niall's crinkled up nose. Niall's face grew one of confusion as he tilted his head slight to the side.
"Love what?"
"I love your nose." Harry kissed the tip of his nose, making him giggle.
"I love your eyes." Harry smiled a big cheesy smile and kissed both of Niall's eyes.
"I love your lips." he wiggled his eyebrows as Niall hollered in laughter and brought his lips to Harry's. He wrapped his arms around his neck, binging him close as Harry stuck his fingers in his pant loops, bringing him as close as he could.
"Holy shit!" Niall yelled, pulling back from Harry and gripping his stomach. Harry eyes flew open as he watched Niall bend over, clutching his tummy and back.
"What happened?!" Harry started going into panic mode as he already knew what was happening. He told himself a million times that he was ready, he was ready to have child but god damnit he wasn't ready!
"Harry, get the damn bag." Niall spat, his teeth clinched together.
"Wh-what? Why?" He couldn't believe it, the baby couldn't be coming now.
"Because my fucking water broke you dumb ass!" Niall was now sat on the edge of the bed, a huge wet spot on his pants, and hands behind him as he tried taking deep breathes to calm the excruciating pain. Harry began to back out of the room backwards, bumping into a dresser on the way.
"Fucking Harold!" Harry turned around and sprinted to the baby's room, grabbing the packed bag and the cute little pants and shirt Niall had picked out for a going home outfit. Running back to the room, he found Niall with a pair of sweats on and trying to put on a baggier shirt. Niall was cursing up a storm as he tried to get his head threw an arm hole, and Harry debated if he should help him or not. Deciding that he'd rather get punched in the gut than have his child be delivered home, he ran up to Niall and fixed his shirt, putting his head in the right hole. Niall was panting heavily, trying to catch his breath.
"What do I do now?" Harry questioned, because truthfully he didn't know what the fuck he was doing.
"You're gonna take me to the damn car." Harry wrapped his arms around Niall's waist and pulled the bag higher up his arm. Helping him down the stairs, Niall kept a skin breaking grip on Harry's arm, who kept his extremely girly and extremely embarrassing scream inside. Locking the door, he dragged Niall to the car and buckled him up. Sliding into the driver side, he looked at Niall with wide eyes.
"Now drive the fucking car Harry!" that was all it took for Harry to shove the keys in the ignition and hall ass down the road. Niall gripped his hand, seething out curse words and rubbing his belly.
"God damn!" he roared, and Harry jumped slightly but kept his eyes on the road. They flew into the hospital parking lot and Harry quickly parked, grabbing the bag and Niall's hand and rushed through the sliding glass doors.
"Nurse? Nurse?!" Harry screamed, trying to get someones attention in the noisy waiting room.
"Someone get me a fucking wheelchair!" Niall's bellowed, face twisted in pain and red as a beet. A nurse ran in with a wheelchair and quickly sat Niall in it.
"Due date?" she asked Harry quickly as she rushed him and Niall to a room.
"Umm.. It- it was March 3rd." Harry stuttered as Niall's grip tightened. Niall cried in pain, rolling his head from side to side.
"Only three days early? Good, very good." she said to her self and rushed into a nearby room. Niall was soon snatched from Harry's grip and thrown into a a blue and white hospital gown and laid down on the bed. Harry wasn't sure what was happening, everything was just a big blur, but the next thing he new he was holding Niall's hand who had his legs spread wide and face drenched on sweat.
"You did this to me you fucking bastard!" Niall yelled as he waited for another contraction.
"Mr. Horan, push." the male doctor ordered, and Niall gripped tighter on Harry's hand and screamed in agony.
"This kid has a fucking huge head like yours Styles! It feels like I'm shitting a watermelon!" Harry just chewed his lip as he watched Niall push and brushed some hair out of his face.
"I know love, I know." he whispered soothingly.
"I'll fucking shove a watermelon down your throat and you try shitting it you fucker!" he hollered, and Harry was pretty sure he had woken up the whole floor.
"You did this to me! You fucking knocked me up with your stupid sperm!" Harry just chuckled and let Niall curse at him and threaten him because he knew damn well he wouldn't be able to go through what Niall was right now.
"One more push Mr. Horan." the doctor announced.
"I fucking love you!" Niall screamed as he gave one finally push.
"It's a boy!" the doctor announced, and Niall's grip instantly loosened up. The nurse next to Harry cleaned up the blood and fluids from the child and handed Harry a pair of scissors to cut the umbilical cord. Harry's eyes teared up as she wrapped the baby in a blue blanket and handed him to Harry with a smile. He bent down next to Niall so they could both look at their child. He had light brown curly hair that feel in ringlets around his head, and when he opened his eyes he had the most beautiful ones Niall had ever seen, well, except Harry's of course. He had dark green eyes with blue near the iris and flecks of blue surrounding the edge. A tear escaped Niall's eye as he lightly took the baby's hand in his own.
"He'a beautiful." he whispered.
"He has your nose." Harry whispered, equally as quiet.
"He has your head." they both laughed lightly, keeping there eyes on the precious being.
"Tyler." Harry looked at Niall with a confused expression.
"He looks like a Tyler." Niall explained, and Harry smiled and nodded his head.
"Tyler it is." the door opened and the two turned their head to see three more boys walk in. Louis ran up beside Harry and starred down in aw at the small child.
"He's so.. tiny." Zayn chuckled and patted Louis' shoulder as he stood next to him.
"He has your hair Harry." Liam pointed out from his place on Niall's side.
"His eyes are beautiful." Zayn complimented, completly mesmerized.
"His names Tyler." Niall concluded.
"Tyler?" Louis questioned, testing the name out. Harry nodded and handed him to Niall, who held him delicately, as if he was a flower.
"Tyler. I like it." Liam approved with a nod of his head.
"Tyler Styles." Zayn said with a smile on his face. Tyler gurgled and stuck his thumb in his mouth, cuddling closer towards Niall's heart beat.
"Tyler Styles." Harry repeated.
"Welcome to the family."