Three months
"so, what? you follow me every where." Harry clarified.
Louis didn't speak right away, knowing if he tried he would end up yelling.
So he made sure he was calm before responding.
"Basically. Unless you want a repeat of last time?"
" No." Harry was quick to reply. He knew he needed Louis to keep the twins safe, but he needed to adjust.
It was just alot to take in.
"So 7:30?" Harry wasnt happy about being picked up and dropped of to and from school like he was a child. But the fact was that he couldn't take care of himself like a child.
It was absolutely infuriating.
"Yup, and you get out a 2:30?" Harry nodded.
"Okay now. Mission tell Mom." Louis smiled amused and quite curious as to how this would turn out.
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"stay here. Ill come back out to get you." Harry said turning to look at Louis who rolled his eyes.
"I've got it. But I'm not waiting forever" he said quietly, leaning against the side of the house.
"Fifteen minutes." Harry said with raised eyebrows.
" Ten"
" Thirteen"
Louis' expression was pinched as he spoke."Five" he wouldn't say he was a control freak but things typically went one of two ways. His way. Or no way.
Even little things like time had to be set on his terms.
So he obviously wasn't going to allow Harry to get his way.
Especially when Louis had the upper hand in all this.
Harry narrowed his eyes with a heavy sigh. He'd give in. In a way because he still feared Louis and all he was capable of, but mostly because he was exhausted. Pregnant and exhausted. He wanted to simply get this whole revealing thing over with and rest. He didn't have the energy to entertain this petty argument.
If that. "Fine, ten minutes."
"Splendid."
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"You've been gone two days Harry. Do you know how worried you had me and your sister? You can't just disappear without at least a phone call. Not to mention you are looking after three now. I know you are still young but you need to start acting mature. You are a father now Harry. What do I have to do, lock you up in your room for the rest of the pregnancy? Jesus Harry. " Anne scolded eyes glazed and face red.
Gemma stood behind her with drawn eyebrows, expression one of disappointment.
The two barely slept last night, too worried for Harry's health and what not. Gemma spent most of the night comforting her mother who didn't know what to think.
It was so out of character for Harry to leave without so much as a call. And Anne couldn't help but to immediately think the worst.
She was beyond releaved and almost cried when she opened the door to see her son.
But now that she knew he was fine she was angry.
"I know Mom. And Im sorry okay? But I really need to talk to you- w-well both of you." He tried, breathing through his nose heavily. He hated when his mother was angry at him, but he couldn't tell her he was basically kidnapped.
He was safe now and saw no reason to scare the crap out or his mother, especially since she'd definitely freak out when she Heard his new.
"You have to tell us something?" Gemma asked carefully, sitting on the couch, encouraging her mother to calm down and sit.
" Y-yes. It's about the- uh... The baby's father." He said trying to calm his breathing.
" Oh? You said you didn't know who he was." Anne said watching her son begin to pace, a nervous habit.
"I lied." He knew his mother and sister were shocked. It wasn't like he was a saint or anything, but it wasn't often that he lied.
"H-he.. he's not.... Good. I... I don't know. He's different." It was hard to put, should he be blunt about it? Should he drop small hints and hope they pick it up so he didn't have to say it? Should he just bring Louis in and let them see for themselves?
" Is he a drug addict. Cuz if so, he for obvious reasons won't be goin-"
" No.. he's not. Human." Like said before, vampires or other creatures weren't rare. Humans were well aware and lived in a a sort of peace with the supernatural. But then there were families like the tomlinsons who were known and not so peaceful.
It was silent for a moment. Harry watched the two desperately trying to see any sign of anger, realization, understanding. Anything.
"Harry.. did you get pregnant by a werewolf?" It was the only possibility, because vampires can't reproduce or make life since they are dead. Unless it was a warlock, but chances of that were slim because warlocks were rare nowadays.
Harry nodded and wondered if he could just say this. Leave out the whole crazy murderous hybrid and pray they don't recognize Louis.
"Sorta."
"Sort-"
" I'm actually half werewolf."
Harrys eyes widened when hearing louis voice behind him.
"I told you to wait." He muttered glancing at Louis who shrugged mindlessly.
"I was bored."
Harry continued to glare, a bit nervous to look at Anne and Gemma and see their reactions.
He heard a gasp, and possibly a holy shit
"Get out." His mother's voice rang through the room. Harry flinched snapping to look at his mother afraid she was talking to him.
Surprisingly though, her gaze was locked with Louis who's eyes narrowed.
He didn't look angry, or shocked.
He looked concentrated. Like he was trying to figure something out.
"Mom-" Gemma tried to calm her mother who's eyes didn't falter
"Get. Out. My fucking house. You little-"
" Mom!" Harry exclaimed shocked. Never had he heard his mother speak to someone like that. Especially a stranger.
Granted he was a bad person with a horrible reputation. Still Anne was never one to listen to rumors and gave everyone a chance.
He couldn't help but wonder if they had a history. Which seemed crazy at the moment.
Louis stared at Anne for a moment until his lips curled into a smirk.
He seemed to have just realized something, leaving both Gemma and Harry confused.
" I'm not going to say it again. Get out and away from my son before i-"
" No need to get violent Anne. I'm going. Goodbye Harry." He sent the boy a wink, eyes flashing a dark grey briefly.
Harry blinked at Louis retreating body. Anne? He knew his mother's name? It brought up many ideas and questions in his head, but he instead turned to look at his mother who's face was flushed a red color.
It was odd, because he'd always figured his mom was scared of the tomlinsons. And she'd be right to be. Because she was nothing but a human.
But it seemed like she was mad at them for some reason. Harry wasn't sure. All he was sure of was that his mother just threw out and threatened a Tomlinson.
Any other time he'd think she was badass, but this was not the time.
Instead he tried to focus on explaining to his mom.
"Mom, I was-"
"I don't want to hear it Harold." Her voice was strained, jaw clenched and he knew she was refraining from snapping at him.
Harry bit his lip nervously, glancing at Gemma who seemed to still be in shock.
" Mom, he's going to be around alot. Their his babies too." He said softly, hands subconsciously dropping to his swelling belly.
Anne set her lips into a straight line, breathing in and out before replying. "He is not welcome in this house."
"But mom, he needs to be with me for this. And you two need to get along bec-"
" Harry I said no!"
Both Harry and Gemma were equally shocked, neither attempting to make a peep.
" And I would appreciate it if you would stop all contact with him. He is dangerous."
" He is the father of my babies."
Anne breathed heavily, seeming extremely affected by the words.
" Go to your room"
Harry almost laughed aloud at that. He hasn't been sent to his room since he was 12.
"What? Mom. Let's talk about it."
"Go to your room now"
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"knock knock"
Harry sighed when hearing his sister's voice.
" Come in gem."
The room was silent neither sibling talking, until Gemma laid a hand on her brothers shoulder.
Things have been tense between them since their little feud, and Harry was happy he could have the comfort of his sister again.
The boy turned to face Gemma basically throwing himself in her
arms.
Gemma was shocked but didn't hesitate in wrapping her arms around her hurt brother.
"It'll be okay. She will get over it haz." Gemma said softly running her fingers through his hair gently.
Harry sniffed but didn't speak, tightening his grip on his sister.
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A/N: so! History between Anne and Louis?
Why isn't Anne afraid?
Questions questions.
Hope you liked this chapter though🤷
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