This one is kinda ridiculous so please don't hate.

*Lorax voice: You have been warned*

"I don't know, Harry. Is it a good idea to tell the fans?" Louis asked, a little unsure of telling the fans his secret.

"Whatever you want, love." Harry placed a kiss on Louis' head. "It's up to you."

"But that's the thing. I don't know if I want to or not!" He cried into Harry's chest.

Harry calmly rubbed Louis' back. "Well, let's do it. I'm sure they'll love it. They're always super excited when we announce something."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." He kissed Louis' head. "Now c'mon we have to get to our show."

"'Kay." They ran upstairs. Louis threw on some white khakis and a grey shirt with white stripes. Harry put on some jeans, a white t-shirt, and a blazer.

They went back downstairs and put on their shoes. "Ready?" Harry asked.

"Yeah," Louis answered. They got in the car and began the ride to the theater they were performing in.

When they arrived, there were already TONS of people there. They rushed backstage to prepare. "Where were you guys? We've been waiting for like twenty minutes!" Liam said.

"Sorry, Liam. We were talking about something really serious and lost track of time," Louis explained.

"It's okay just please don't be this late again." He handed Harry and Louis their microphones.

"We won't." They formed a huddle. "Alright let's do this poo." (Remember this 😏)

They all put their hands in the middle of the circle and did the team thingy (idk what to call it). They went running onstage, hearing the screams and cries of their fans. "How's everyone doing tonight?!"

"Good!" Came from the crowd. They began singing What Makes You Beautiful.

A few hours later, Louis was ready to tell the fans his news. He sat on the couch on the stage (this is Up All Night tour). "Harry and I have some news to share with everyone."

Everyone soon quieted down. Harry cam to sit next to Louis on the couch. "Go ahead, love. Tell 'em."

"Umm." He began sweating. "Dammit I can't do it."

"I'll tell them." He put an arm across Louis' shoulders. "So what Lou is trying to say is, we're going to have a baby."

Screams erupted across the theater. "Baby Larry!" was chanted.

"We don't know anything at the moment as far as how many were having and if it's a boy or girl, but we just had our first ultrasound, and we saw only one," Louis said. "I do however know I'm due in about eight months making it be about September."

More screams went off. Louis and Harry shared a kiss before Liam, Zayn, Harry, and Louis began singing.

*~ 4 months later~*

"Lift up your shirt for me, hon," the nurse said. Louis cautiously lifted up his shirt, revealing his bump. "Great. So I'm going to put this gel on your stomach." (So I've heard that it's cold and I've heard it's a warm sensation so for the gel, just go with it that it's cold. Thanks)

She put a glob on the bottom of his belly. She used a small mobile machine on the spot. There was a loud thumping noise coming from it. "What's that?"

"That's your baby's heartbeat. Sounds very healthy." She took the machine away before putting a bigger wand connected to the computer screen on the same spot. She moved it around to different spots.

Finally she stopped at one place and pointed. "There's your little one." Louis and Harry smiled. "Do you guys want to know the baby's gender?"

"Yes please," Louis said. She nodded before zooming in.

"Looks like a boy. Congrats boys!"

He entire way home, Louis whispered to himself: 'a boy'.

When they got home, Louis flopped down on the couch, soon fall in into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, he saw Harry sitting at his feet, looking at the computer. "Mmm."

Harry perked up when he heard Louis. "Hi, sleepyhead. How was your nap?"

Louis rubbed his sleepy eyes. "Good. What are you doing?"

"Looking through baby boy names." Louis at up next to Harry. Harry put the computer between them. "I thought we could start thinking about names. I know we still have four more months, but I'm getting anxious."

"Harry, it's a great idea. Don't stress it." He placed a kiss on Harry's cheek.

*~2 hours later~*

"Oh my gosh! Harry, come here!" Louis called.

Harry came rushing in from the kitchen. "What? Is everything okay?"

Louis pointed to a part of the screen. "I am IN LOVE with the this name."

Harry got closer to see where Louis was pointing. "Niall?"

"Isn't it adorable?" He squealed.

"It is. I love it." He sat next to Louis, putting an arm across his shoulders. "Now all we need is a middle name."

"How about Liam's middle name? It goes well together, right?"

"Niall James Styles. Yeah that works great." He kissed Lou's forehead. "So we have our baby's name."

"Yes we do." They went in for a passionate kiss, but were interrupted by Louis putting his hands on his belly suddenly.

"Are you okay?"

"He kicked."

"He did?!"

"Yeah. Feel." Harry put both his hands on Louis' bump. A hard kick got the middle of Harry's palm.

"Oh my goodness! Strong boy."

"Yeah he is."

"Our baby boy."

"Our baby boy."

*~4 months later~*

Louis stood on stage, singing his solo, feeling his baby boy move around.

Louis was a few day overdue, so of course Harry, being the best boyfriend ever, kept checking in on him. "How are you feeling, babe?"

"Fine, Harry. Stop worrying."

"Louis, I have to be worried. Niall's overdue so he could come any time now."

"Well, he's not coming now. My stomach doesn't hurt a single bit. Except for the fact that I have a very big baby sitting in it, but that's besides the point."

"Okay well you tell me if you feel anything. Anything at all."

"Yeah yeah I know."

An hour later, Louis could partially notice more pressure building up lower in his stomach. He was having to sit down a lot more and breath through some of the pain.

He stood up suddenly when he felt his trousers soak. "I don't mean to alarm anyone, but my water's just broke."

"Babe!" Harry yelled, running over. "Are you okay? Let's get to the hospital."

"I'm fine. Just surprised." Harry wrapped his arm around Louis' hips and he helped Louis walk off stage. "Harry! Please Hurry!"

"We're almost there, love." He ran his hand over Louis' bump, trying to soothe contractions. "Here we are love. Need help?"

"No just get the stuff please." Louis got himself out of the car, having to hold his huge belly for support.

"Okay I've got everything. Let's go."

When they were in a room, Louis was put into a gown and surprisingly, he was 10 centimetres, ready to push. "Give me a good push."

Louis pushed as hard as he could. "... Nine.. ten." He laid back on the bed, taking in a sharp breath. He sat up again to push. "One... two... three... four... five... six... seven... eight... nine ten."

*~20 minutes later~*

"Last push, babe!" Harry encouraged. "Then we'll have him in our arms!"

Louis sat up and pushed for the last time. He let out a breath when relief overcame his body. "There he is!"

"Hi baby!" Louis said. He held his arms out as the nurses placed Niall in them. "Oh you're so handsome."

"He gets it from you." Harry winked. Niall squirmed before crying. "He's a big baby."

"Yeah that really hurt." He placed a kiss on Niall's forehead. "But he's so perfect."

An hour later, they weighed him, and he weighed 10 pounds.

A few days later, the Styles were released from the hospital. Niall met the boys and got to see his first fans, which freaked him out quite a bit.