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A few days later, when Harry walked into the bedroom, he had expected it to be picked up, but instead he found Louis asleep on top of the bedspread with Josie asleep next to him. He picked her up and gently put her in her crib, shushing her when she opened her eyes and pouted before falling asleep again. When that was done, he turned around and glared at Louis. He wanted to shake him awake, but he was trying to be nice so he gently woke him up.

"What?" Louis mumbled, barely opening his eyes to look at Harry. "Where's Josie?" He asked.

"In her crib." Harry answered. "You were supposed to organize." He sighed.

"I'm tired." Louis sat up.

"I am too but I still have to do things around here and go to work." Harry said as he started picking up Josie's stuff.

Harry had been working part time now that Josie was there, then would come home and spend time with his daughter. Louis was still sleeping most of the time, something that bothered Harry. He didn't say anything when he knew Josie kept him up for most of the night and it made him dread going back to school when she still wasn't sleeping through the night.

"I stay up all night to take care of her. That should be enough." Louis rolled his eyes and lay down again, rolling on his front to go back to sleep.

"Seriously?" Harry stared at him, but Louis was already asleep.

Harry shook his head and decided to ignore Louis for his sanity, when he was starting to get angry at him. He would have broken something to let out his anger, but now he was a father and he was trying his best to be a mature person. When the diapers were done washing, he took them outside to sun dry them to get the poop stains out that had been left on the inserts. He was thankful for the flushable liners when he didn't want to be scraping poop off of the inserts everytime Josie pooped. He hung them on the clothesline Robin had set up per Anne's request then went back inside to get her clothes out of the dryer and put a load of his and Louis' clothes in there to dry.

When he walked into his bedroom, Louis was sitting up on the bed feeding Josie. He looked sleepy, all his attention on the laptop screen, sometimes glancing at Josie. Harry dumped all of Josie's clothes on the bed next to Louis then sat down to fold her blankets. When Louis was done feeding her, he watched him put her down on the bed in between them then lay down.

"Can you at least help me fold her clothes and put them away?" Harry asked. "You're so damn lazy." Harry finally snapped.

Louis opened his mouth to argue, but he ended up closing it and grabbed a few onesies to fold them. They were too small to stay folded, so Louis only folded them once instead of getting frustrated like he always did those days. He ended up putting all of her clothes away and was getting ready to do the same with her diapers when she started crying. He dropped the insert he had been buttoning to a diaper to pick her up, but Harry picked her up first and glared at Louis.

"I got her. You finish with the diapers." Harry told him, holding Josie against his chest and patting her back.

"No, I'll take care of her and you finish with the diapers." Louis tossed the diaper he had been holding at Harry's side then held out his arms for his daughter.

"No." Harry glared at him. "I'm her dad and I'm perfectly capable of taking care of her. And I've been doing laundry all day and what have you been doing? Absolutely nothing!" Harry screamed at him, at the same time Josie's crying increased tenfold, getting louder by the second in her father's arms.

"What do you mean nothing, you asshole! I've been watching her and feeding her this whole time." Louis screamed right back at him, and then stepped closer, his hands going toward the baby waving her arms miserably in Harry's hold.

"And making a mess of our room while you are doing so. There's more to taking care of her than giving her your boob Louis!" Harry argued furiously, his hands clenching in anger without thinking, squeezing his daughter harshly before he remembered that she was in his grasp. In that moment Josie let out a high pitched cry that she had never done before, and Harry realized that it was one of pain before he instantly released his tight grip on her.

Louis upon instinct snatched his baby girl out of Harry's arms and hugged her to his chest. "Ssshh my little star, mommy is here. It's okay baby, you're okay."

But when her cries didn't quiet down, Louis lifted his shirt and guided Josie to his chest, knowing that feeding her would calm her down even if she wasn't hungry. Josie seeking the comfort, latched on and began sucking away, her little hands touching Louis' skin softly, and her blue eyes closing a few seconds later. Louis held her hand and brought it to his loving lips to kiss, whispering a soft "I love you" before letting her small palm fall back down to rest on the breast that was in her mouth.

Once his baby was calm, Louis looked up and stared at Harry, rage flashing in his eyes for hurting her. Harry stood there watching with an ashamed look on his face but Louis didn't care. "Get the fuck out, Harry."

"Louis I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt her I-" Harry tried to apologize reaching out for them with his arms, but Louis flinched away from him and shielded his daughter with his arms, but not disturbing her feeding.

"Get. The. Fuck. Out." Louis gritted his teeth, making sure Josie was out of Harry's reach. "Get out or I'm gonna pack our shit and go back home to my parents' house."

"You can't do that." Harry's eyes watered, his face displaying an expression of hurt and horror.

"Watch me." Louis' eyes turned into challenging slits.

Harry knew not to test him and thus had no choice but to leave. He grabbed his motorcycle's keys that he hadn't used in a while and left his house. He was shaking the whole time as he rode down the street, almost crashing against an SUV stopped at a red light. He maneuvered his motorcycle on to the other lane, then made a right turn to go to Liam's driveway, just needing a place to crash and to escape.

Harry knocked on the door as he removed the helmet on his head. Liam a moment later opened the door, a surprised look on his face.

"Harry! What are you doing here, mate? Thought you would be with Louis and Josie." Liam moved to let Harry in, then closed and locked the door.

"Just wanted to see you." Harry followed Liam upstairs to his bedroom, not missing the look of concern on his friends face. He was surprised that Zayn wasn't there when he knew the boyfriends spent a lot of time together. But he was glad that Zee was gone. He didn't want another person around to make him feel even more guilty than he felt, though it would been impossible, because Harry felt horrible.

"You saw me yesterday at work." Liam told him.

"Yeah but I missed you. I need someone to talk to, not a two week old or her mother." Harry rolled his eyes, knowing he has said too much when Liam narrowed his eyes and motioned him for him to sit down in his bed.

"What's going on Haz? Tell me what happened," Liam demanded. "I know you wouldn't be away from them unless something happened." Liam knowingly reasoned.

"Just got into a fight with Louis. It was my fault he kicked me out of my own bedroom and house." Harry told him, leaving out the part why Louis actually kicked him out.

"What were you guys fighting about?" Liam asked.

"He never does anything, Li!" His friend raised a disbelieving eyebrow at him. "Okay yes he feeds her and changes her sometimes but that's it! He doesn't help wash her clothes or blankets or clean up the room and he keeps her up all day so that she doesn't sleep at night. And it's just driving me crazy! I haven't had a decent night's sleep in days because Louis makes me stay up with him while he feeds her every goddamn time. I almost fell asleep on the job yesterday!" Harry lamented.

"Harry, she's a newborn! What did you expect was going to happen? And it's impossible for her to be awake all the time during the day. Don't be dramatic." Liam told him shaking his head.

"Whatever! The point is that I haven't slept and I do the chores and work while he naps with her in the daytime. It's not fair, Liam." Harry argued. "Sometimes I just wanna relax and hold my daughter too," he mumbled softly, gazing down at the floor in sadness.

"I understand you, I really do." Liam started.

Harry could already hear the but so he just tried to stay where he was and listen to what Liam had to say.

"But have you ever thought that maybe he is still exhausted from the birth and then all of those sleepless nights are piling up on him. You go to work but he has to take care of her, make sure she's okay and still breathing in her crib. He's been telling Zayn how paranoid he is about her not breathing out of nowhere and dying. He's waking up every five minutes to check on her during the day and night." Liam told him.

Harry looked down in shame. He didn't know that. He and Louis haven't talked much beyond asking the other to get something for Josie. He knew that taking care of her was a big job, but it looked easier than cleaning up after them and going to put in his hours at the hardware store everyday. He would rather take Louis' place and watch her all day, but now that Liam had said that, he realized that taking care of her was just as much work. The worry that Louis constantly felt must be weighing on him, and Harry really wasn't helping by squeezing her in his arms.

"Fuck Liam. I fucked up." Harry sighed. Now he understood why she was always sleeping next to Louis or on his chest whenever he would get home. Louis had been making sure their daughter was okay as she slept.

"You kinda did." Liam said. "You need to talk, you know. Plan and organize, get a routine down. It helps a lot."

"How in the hell do you know this stuff?" Harry chuckled. "Is there something you and Zayn aren't telling me?" He asked lightheartedly.

"No Harry," Liam rolled his eyes. "I know how to use protection."

"I used protection." Harry shrugged. "She's just a sneaky little thing."

"Let me restate that. I buy condoms that fit." Liam rephrased. "Now get up and go back to Josie. And talk to her mamma. I don't want to see your face again until school starts."

"Fine." Harry said as he got up, his knees creaking as he did so. "You sound like a such a dad, bro."

"Says the one with a baby. Maybe you should take notes." Liam laughed, walking Harry out to where his motorcycle was in the front yard.

"Fuck off." Harry smiled then placed his helmet on his head and hopped on, driving off a moment later.

*****

When he got home, the house was too quiet. His mom had texted him they had gone out to eat and had taken Gemma with them so Harry knew Louis was alone upstairs. When he walked into the room, he stopped in his tracks when he saw Louis had Josie propped up on pillows and he was taking pictures. She was wearing a tiny spaghetti straps dress with cute little shoes and had a big ass flower on her head and a sticker with the number zero on the front of her light blue dress. Harry could see she wasn't comfortable.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked.

"I'm taking her picture. We're gonna do it every month." Louis answered him just as he picked up a plastic baggie with large round stickers with numbers inside of it.

Harry only nodded, noticing that her diapers had been put away. With the inserts already in place so the diapers were ready to be used. Harry went to pick Josie up, but Louis was faster than he was and got to her first. He held her against his chest, ignoring when the headband with the flower fell off her head.

"She needs to take a nap." Louis told him and started changing her into a comfortable and warm onesie that was covered in pink polka dots.

"Okay. I'll wait until she wakes up." Harry said, trying to ignore that Louis was doing it on purpose. It was perfectly fine if he held her while she slept. He had done it plenty of times. He knew that he had messed up earlier, but that didn't mean that he was going to do it again. It was a one time thing. But for now he played along with Louis' request.

"Okay." Louis told him.

Harry knew he had to apologize now. "Lou, I'm sorry. I know I fucked up and I'm sorry. I should have been more careful." He said, continuing when Louis didn't say anything. "I was just mad because you won't do anything around here."

"That's no excuse Harry! It's fine if you are upset with me but you can't be angry around her. What if you really hurt her next time? You should be glad that she doesn't have a bruise." Louis said sternly to him. He would not tolerate Harry's shit around her.

"I know." Harry looked down at his feet in shame and his vision clouded with the tears that filled his eyes.

Louis knew that Harry felt terrible for squeezing her and that he hadn't meant to at the time. He walked over to him and wrapped his arms around Harry's shoulders, bringing the crying father into a hug. "It's okay, Haz." Louis patted his back. "But you have to control your anger. It's getting out of hand."

"I will. I promise. But can I hold her? Please?" Harry sniffled on Louis' shoulder.

"I– I don't think it's a good idea right now." Louis told him and tightened his hold around Harry. "She's asleep."

Harry knew that Louis was using that as an excuse, but decided not to fight him on it and let it go. He would hold his Josie later, when her protective mother wasn't around to stop him.

When Louis let him go, Harry went to his desk and quietly began packing his backpack, getting ready to go to school the next day. He stared at Louis who went to check on their baby, furrowing his brow when Louis' backpack was still in the closet collecting dust.

"You're not gonna get your backpack ready? We go back tomorrow." Harry reminded him and noticed the way Louis avoided to look at him.

"Yeah... about that." Louis rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm not going back to school. I decided this morning that I'm just going to stay home to watch her and get my GED or something." He explained.

"Are you crazy?" Harry asked in disbelief. "You can't drop out of school."

"Yes I can. I have a baby now, Harry, and I need to take care of her. I already decided that I am, because I can't go to school and completely focus on Josie at the same time," Louis argued.

"My mom said she will watch her, so there's no need for you to quit school. It's only a few more months anyways." Harry tried to reason with him.

"We can't be asking your mom to do everything for us." Louis said.

"She doesn't mind, Louis. My mom just wants us to stay in school and give Josie a better future. What do you think her life is gonna be like with two drop outs as her parents, unable to provide for her." Harry wanted the best for his daughter, and that meant having two parents who were educated and got their diplomas on time. "And you're gonna graduate with honors. You can't drop that."

"I just don't wanna leave her. I'll miss her." Louis sat down on the bed and wiped the tears away. "She needs me, Harry. How is she going to eat?"

"It will only be for a few hours, baby. And you know my mom is going to send you about a million pictures and videos while you're away from her." Harry got up and walked toward Louis, taking a seat next to him. "You are just going to have to pump I guess?" Harry shrugged not really knowing what to say to that.

"I don't have a pump!" Louis started crying at the thought of his baby girl starving to death.

"Then I'll buy you one tonight. And the bottles her pediatrician recommended." Harry told him, not minding at all stopping by the store. He would probably buy a few more onesies because he couldn't resist not bringing home the cute outfits.

"But what if she doesn't like the bottle!" Louis asked him hysterically. "She will starve!"

"Louis! Calm down."

"But I have to go too to make sure you get the right ones." Louis said determined, then got up to go find a sweater and some jeans. When he was finished he grabbed all of Josie's blankets because he couldn't have her freezing out in the cold January weather.

But before Harry could pick up his sleeping baby girl and place her in the car seat carrier, Louis was quick to run to the crib and pick her up himself, while Harry stood back and watched, a shadow of hurt casted over his face.

"I could have done that..." Harry whispered.

"No it's fine. Really Harry." Louis reassured him.

"Let me carry her down stairs, that's heavy with her in it." He said grabbing for the handle.

"No."

"Louis, it's heavy and if you lose your balance you're going to hurt her." Harry argued with him, his voice filled with desperation. "And the doctor said you shouldn't be carrying large things. Please just let me bring her to the car."

Louis sighed and released his grip on the handle, watching Harry like a hawk as he carried her down stairs and into the garage where the parked car was. Louis hopped in the back seat and took her from Harry as soon as he could, strapping her in and moving the blanket aside just to check that she was okay and still breathing fine.

Harry sighed, rubbing his hand over his face in exhaustion when he sat down in the driver's seat. It had been a long day and it wasn't even the evening yet. He backed out and drove to Baby's R Us, but on the way Josie started crying. He looked in the rearview mirror and clenched his teeth when he saw Louis going to reach for her.

"Don't." Harry ordered him. "I'm not paying for another fucking ticket, Louis."

"But she's crying! I need to see what's wrong."

"Just give her the pacifier." Harry told Josie's worried mother.

Louis looked through the baby bag and released a panicked noise when he realized there wasn't one in there. "It's at home!" Louis cried out. "Just pull over, Harry."

"She's fine. We are almost there anyways. You can see what's wrong when we get to the store."

As her cries continued Louis' anxiety sky rocketed.

"Pull the fuck over, Harry! Now!" Louis screamed at him, making Josie's cries get louder.

Harry, much to his annoyance pulled over a block away from the store. When the car stopped, Louis picked her up and like magic, Josie's cries stopped. She had her eyes open and a content look on her face while Louis cuddled her. She started falling asleep a few minutes later, and when it happened, Louis put her back in her seat and Harry was able to continue on his way to the store.

As soon as they go there, Louis grabbed a brand new package of pacifiers and opened it to give one out of the three to Josie. Her eyes closed right away and she sucked on the pacifier as if she was addicted, making Louis smile. When that was done, they walked to the area where the bottles were and grabbed a few so Anne didn't have to wash after every meal, then went to the pumps. Their eyes widened when they saw the many pumps and the prices. After googling which one was the best, Louis ended up picking the one he wanted. He then grabbed storage bags that lucky for them attached to the bottles they had picked so Anne didn't have to transfer the milk from the bag. Louis didn't want his child drinking contaminated milk.

The plan was to get what they needed and go back home, but of course they just had to get distracted by all the cute clothes and toys. Harry ended up getting a few onesies, happy that Louis had picked them this time. He always picked pastel colors with cute little designs on them. Harry definitely didn't shed a tear when he had to pay for the stuff when he saw Louis showing Josie her new outfits and sometimes putting them over her to see how she would look with them on.

Soon they went home and thankfully the drive back was better. Josie didn't cry or fuss at all. When they got home, Louis started pumping milk after having taken forever reading the instructions and when he was done, he had enough for Josie while he was gone. The idea of having to leave her was starting to upset him, even if Anne was going to be the one taking care of her. He thought no one could take better care of her than he did. Nevertheless he trusted Anne. He just wasn't prepared at all to leave her so soon, even if it was only for half the day.

But he felt even worse for Harry, knowing that he was going to still work a few hours after school. Louis would make sure to help him by doing some of his homework so that he could still spend time with Josie.

Soon he and Harry got ready for bed but as he laid there, his anxiety began to increase. What if Josie needed him while he was gone? What if she refused to take the bottle? The more he thought the more he kept thinking that maybe he should stay home with her.

Louis should feed her with the bottle in the morning just to make sure that she's fine with using it. He would also ask Anne to send him pictures every hour. Louis still had fears that she would stop breathing and he wouldn't be able to monitor her while he was learning in school. He let Harry get a full night sleep when he had work after school while he would get to come home and maybe nap with Josie.

The next morning Josie woke him up exactly at six in the morning needing a diaper change and food. Louis warmed up a baggie of milk with warm water and then inserted it into the bottle before giving it to her. He watched the way Josie started sucking on it, only to stop and push it out of her mouth with her tongue. That's when Louis started panicking, thinking that he was gonna have to stay home until he tried again and she started sucking on it with no problem. She only had a few more ounces to go when she stopped eating and refused to drink anymore, going as far as crying when Louis tried to make her drink more.

That left him with only thirty minutes to get ready for school, deciding to skip the shower for that day. He would take it when he got home that afternoon. After Louis was dressed and his bag packed, he saw that Harry was still snoring away in the bed.

"Harry." Louis shook him a little when he hadn't woken up yet. "Haz, get up."

"Wha...?" Harry mumbled, pushing him away and placing a pillow over his head. Sometimes he did that when Josie cried too loudly and told Louis to go get her.

"For god sake's Harry!" Louis grabbed the blanket and yanked it off of him. "You have ten minutes! Rise and fucking shine."

"What!? Ten minutes?" Harry asked as he sat straight up and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. "Fuck!"

He quickly got up and changed as fast as he could, washing his face and brushing his teeth afterward. He ran a hand through his hair, winking at himself in the mirror before going back to Louis who was holding Josie in his arms, a sad look on his face.

"Lou, we have to go." Harry told him, swinging his backpack over his shoulder, then got closer to them and started kissing Josie's little face as many times as he could. "Daddy's gonna miss you, muffin. But I promise I'll be back tonight. Love ya!"

"I'm staying home." Louis told him out of nowhere, holding the baby closer to him. He didn't understand how Harry could just kiss her goodbye and be okay afterward. Josie had been with him for the last nine months. He didn't know how to function away from her.

"Louis, stop being so difficult and let's go." Harry groaned. "I already started your car so you need to go now." Harry told him now that Louis was taking his own car while he was riding his motorcycle to school and work.

"Fine..." Louis mumbled with tears in his eyes. He handed his sweet baby girl over to her nana who was already dressed for the day then kissed the baby's cheek and forehead before he started walking to the front door. "Call me if anything happens, please. Anything."

"Yeah, Louis. She'll call you even when Josie farts to let you know." Harry held back a laugh, biting on his bottom lip when Louis glared at him.

"This isn't funny." Louis wanted to punch him.

"She'll be fine, Lou. Nana is gonna take good care of her. Right, baby?" Anne kissed the top of Josie's head.

"Lewis c'mon." Harry said taking his hand and dragging him to the car. At this rate they were never going to leave.

Louis drove to school and when he got there, he parked on the spot next to where Harry was waiting for him. Harry grabbed him and dragged him inside the school as soon as Louis had gotten his stuff and locked his car. Harry couldn't risk him driving back home.

When they walked in, all eyes were on Louis and his nonexistent belly. But some of their eyes went to his chest. Louis tried to ignore them, but the more they stared, the more self conscious he felt about the way he looked now. He leaned closer into Harry's side trying to shield himself from their prying eyes. It looked like they were together, and for once, Louis was okay with that.

But as soon as he saw Zayn he ran to him, and hugged his best friend. It had only been a few weeks but he missed him dearly. Zayn was quick to wrap his arms around him and glare at everybody watching them. There was something about Zayn that Louis loved, the way he was the sweetest guy but looked like he was ready to fight you. Louis was glad Zayn gave off that vibe now that he felt so vulnerable.

"The fuck you looking at?" Zayn said, when Louis looked up, he saw Zayn glaring at Kendall.

"Nothing." Kendall raised her hands up and then walked away, her younger sister, the culture appropriating vulture following her.

"Thanks." Louis told his friend.

"No problem, Lou." Zayn smiled. "Now off we go to boring classes. By the way, Barbara and I are coming over after school today if that's okay with you and Harry."

"Totally okay. Josie's dying to meet you both." Louis smiled, already missing his daughter. He resisted the urge to call Anne and check on her. It had only been fifteen minutes. He needed to get a grip.

The hours passed awfully slow for Louis, even when Anne would send him pictures and videos of Josie. She was wearing her bear onesie that, according to Anne, Evelyn had just gotten it for her and a matching one for Claire, the name that his parents had picked out for his sister. His baby girl looked so cute with the little bear ears and he had missed when they had dressed her up in it. But at least he had pictures and video of the whole thing. He sent it to Harry who took forever to reply with a reaction to it. For some reason it pissed Louis off. It's not like Harry wasn't glued to his phone the whole day. Maybe he was talking to some cute boy or girl?

When lunch came and Harry still hadn't text him back Louis was furious. He marched into the cafeteria and searched the crowd of high schoolers for that mop of brown curls. But to his horror, he saw him talking to some short blonde girl in the lunch line.

He almost ran over there, ignoring the other students complains when he skipped the line. But as soon as he got there, he blushed when he realized they were only talking about whether Iron Man was going to die or not in the new Avenger's movie. Louis knew that Harry was going to lose his shit if Iron Man died. As long as Steve Rogers and Bucky were okay, Louis was okay with anything else happening in that movie. He wouldn't' tell Harry that when he was sure Harry would strangle him or something.

"Hi Louis." The blonde greeted him with a smile on her face.

"Hi, uh..." Louis blushed even harder.

"Simone." The girl shook his hand. "I'm Harry's partner in human anatomy."

"Hi." Louis smiled, noticing that Harry looked bit green.

"You still look sick, mate." Simone told Harry then looked at Louis. "We started dissecting cats today and Harry here got a little sick. Had to walk him here to get something to eat."

"Don't talk about it." Harry groaned. "I felt like I was dissecting my Dusty."

At the mention of that, Louis started feeling a little nauseous too. They had left the cat sleeping on his bed next to Josie's crib and the thought of seeing the insides of a cat made him sick. If Harry couldn't handle watching him give birth then he thought that the rest of semester was going to be hard for him. Hopefully they wouldn't do anything with blood. Harry would definitely pass out with that.

"Next we are going to find out our blood types!" Simone said excitedly, and if possible Harry's face turned even paler.

"That's going to be a lot of fun huh, Haz?" Louis joked patting his back.

"Shut up," Harry grumbled as the lunch lady handed his food on the tray. They had been in too much of a rush that morning to pack their lunches. "You know I hate the sight of blood."

"Do you want me to be there to hold your finger while Simone pokes you with the needle?" Louis giggled as they walked over to their table. He loved teasing Harry. "I'll make sure to catch you when you faint."

"Fuck off, Louis." Harry snapped as he sat down and acted annoyed when Louis slid right next to him.

Simone laughed. "You two make a cute couple."

The whole table went quiet until Niall got there being his loud self like usual, but when he realized that everyone was staring at the blonde girl, he stopped talking, wondering what why everyone was so tense.

"Uh.. We're n-" Harry began but Louis cut him off.

"Thanks." He smiled and grabbed Harry's hand. Even though Simone seemed like a nice girl, Louis didn't know if she had any interest in Harry. He couldn't risk losing him to a potential threat. She was gorgeous.

Harry stared at him in shock but didn't say anything, and to Louis' surprise he didn't take away his hand either and started eating.

But when Simone was engaged in conversation with Barbara and Niall, Harry pulled on Louis' hand to get his attention. "What did you say that for?" He grumbled under his breath.

Louis gave him a look. "Josie doesn't need a sibling."

Harry's whole face turned red at the comment.

"Anyways," Louis continued, "speaking of our daughter, did you see my texts?"

"Yeah." Harry said, making a disgusted expression at the food.

"So why didn't you text me back?" Louis asked him.

"I didn't need to reply." Harry shrugged. "You just wanted me to see them."

"Yeah but I expected you to reply. I don't know... tell me how cute she looked with her little bear outfit on." Louis grabbed his pizza and took a bite.

"I will next time. I was trying not to puke to be honest." Harry told him, his cheeks turning a bit pink.

"Okay." Louis let it go.

He turned around and started showing the whole table pictures and video of Josie, smiling every time they would tell him what a pretty baby he and Harry had. When lunch was over, they went back to class where Louis made sure to pay attention if he wanted to keep his grades up.

However, he had been thinking about not going to college just yet, or at least taking a year off. He wanted to spend as much time with Josie as he could. He was her mother and he wanted to raise her. But he knew Harry was right. Eventually he needed to go to school and get a degree so that he could work at a job and get a good wage to support their family. It wasn't fair for Harry to be the sole breadwinner. Louis needed to contribute too. And he would.

Eventually. He just didn't know yet when.

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