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Harry smiled as he flicked through the photo album in his loft room. It was the picture of him and Louis when they met at college 3 years ago. He decided that that would be one of the pictures he would have to paint when he had time. He took the photo out of the album and rested it on his dusty desk; that was covered in paint specks.
Just as he continued to tidy up everything scattered around the room, he heard a massive bang and a small shout. Harry ran towards the ladder and climbed down as fast as he could to get to where the sound came from. He rushed to the top of the stairs and saw his 8 month pregnant boyfriend on the floor at the bottom of the staircase. "Louis! Lou! Are you okay!?" Harry shouted as he bounded down the stairs as fast as he could.
"Ergh, yeah Haz, I just slipped on the last stair, its no big deal". Louis mumbled out, face red as a tomato. Harry had always been over protective of Louis, it all started when he saw some kids picking on him in college. But now Harry was not letting Lou do anything for himself in fear that he may get hurt.
"Boo, this is a big deal! Was you holding onto the handrail and going down slowly, one step at a time like I told you to?" Harry said frantically.
"WellIDidRushABitButImOkay." Louis rushed out quickly, he had to admit his backside did hurt a lot. Harry seemed to sense his discomfort and helped the stripy topped boy to the sofa to relax, then wandering into the kitchen to get Lou a cup of tea. "I can't wait to get this thing outta me." Louis groaned as he tried to find a comfy position.
"LOUIS I HOPE YOUR NOT REFERRING TO OUR CHILD AS A THING AGAIN WEVE BEEN OVER THIS." Harry yelled over the kettle from the kitchen.
"NO HAZ I WAS TALKING TO THE TV." Louis yelled back in response. Harry came back with two cups of tea.
"The TV's not on Lou." Harry said with a smirk, while Louis just huffed snuggling into his boyfriend. After they finished their drinks, Louis grabbed Harry's iPod off the table and went upstairs complaining about being sleepy, while Harry went to wash up.
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2 weeks later Harry and Lou where siting around the table having a chicken curry that Harry had spent all day cooking. Louis had been getting strong cramps that had been getting worse through the day but he didn't want to say anything to Harry, incase he was making a fuse out of nothing. Another strong wave hit him and he tried to hide it but apparently his face said something else.
"Lou are you okay baby? You need the toilet or anything?" Harry said.
"Er... No sorry I thought I was going to sneeze and I- AHH!" Stronger contractions hit and Louis couldn't hold the sound in anymore, clutching his stomach.
Harry's eyes widened so much Lou would of made a joke about it but at the moment he was tring to get his breath back. "Oh my gosh Lou, are you okay!? What should I do? Is the baby coming? Do you need to go to the hospital!?" Rushed out of Harry's mouth so fast Louis could only make out the word 'hospital' so he grunted and nodded quickly.
Harry scooped up Louis bridle style (there was no other way to do it really) and walked as fast as he could to the car, grabbing Louis' overnight bag as he did. Harry panicked all of the way to the hospital as Louis didn't talk to him much, just yelled and winced. Once they finally got the the maternity department they took Louis into a side room straight away to see what was going on.
"Yes, Louis is going into labour early, he may not of known because he doesn't have a water that could of broke, we need to do the C-section as soon as possible Mr Tomlinson-Styles." Harry agreed and the nurses rushed off to get stuff ready.
Harry sat on the chair next to the bed Louis was on and took Lou's small hand in his own big hand. "It hurts Harry." Louis whimpered out, tears in the corners of his eyes. Harry felt terrible at those three words, there was nothing he could do anymore.
"I know baby, but it's best your here, the doctors can help you Boo." Harry said sympathetically. All Harry heard in reply was a small "But i'm s-scared." And a hard squeeze to his hand.
"Lou, your going to be okay, this operation is preformed everyday here, they know what they are doing." Louis nodded and and nurses returned again.
"We are ready to take you in now." They said as they passed Harry a plastic blue gown with shoe covers and a mask to cover his face. It made Louis smile at the stupid outfit that he has to wear to be in the operating room. Harry held his hand the whole way there and when he had the gas mask on, slowly drifting to sleep.