"So what's wrong with me?" Harry asked the doctor. Niall had to rush Harry to the hospital because of pain in his groin. He also had a fever along with throwing up every once in a while.

"I actually have some very bad news," she started. "You have an STD or sexually transmitted disease called chlamydia. All of he symptoms you've been having are the symptoms of chlamydia. Were you by any chance sexually active within the last few months, mister Styles?"

"Y-yes," he stuttered. He couldn't lie, he did feel awkward answering that question.

"With your parter, mister Horan, correct?" Harry nodded. "May I speak with him? I'd like to actually discuss this with both you and him if that's alright."

Harry nodded in agreement. The doctor left to get Niall. Harry twiddled his thumbs awkwardly until Niall and the doctor walked in. "So mister Horan, I understand you've been sexually active recently?" Niall nodded. "So Harry actually has the STD called chlamydia. Apparently you had it too."

"I've never had and STD," Niall argued. He looked to Harry. Harry shrugged.

"Well, I've never had sex with anyone but you recently. I promise I did not cheat on you," Harry said.

"I know you wouldn't. I guess I just didn't realize I had an STD."

Then the doctor spoke. "You should've known. In your records, it said you've had it since you were a baby." Niall's mouth fell open.

"No one ever told me this!" Harry put his hand in Niall's. "Can I just have a private word with Harry for a minute?"

"Of course." The doctor left. Niall almost broke down in tears.

"Niall-" he started.

"No! This is just not fair! I gave you this disease so now we can't have the baby we've wanted for months!" He cried.

"It wasn't your fault, Niall. You didn't know and neither did I. We'll just get treatment and maybe it'll go away and we can still have a baby," Harry encouraged. Niall just nodded. It was only a moment later when Niall felt Harry's lips on his. "I love you."

"I love you too, Harry." Then the doctor walked in.

"Hi boys so I actually have some news you might like," she started. "Niall, you are actually cured of chlamydia."

"How?" He asked, totally confused.

"Well for the past twenty one years when you go your flu jab, they would inject just a little bit of the medication for treatment in it," she explained. "At your most recent injection, it eliminated the disease."

They finished their conversation and left. "So I guess you're getting treatment for a little while then."

"Yeah but the sooner we get it gone, the sooner we have a baby."

"True."

*~ 2 years later ~*

Harry sat on the bathroom floor, staring at the tests he took. The 4 tests all said the same thing. Positive. He couldn't believe that after no sex for 2 years and treatment for 2 years straight, his chlamydia was gone and he could carry a baby. It made him think extra hard at the fact that it was his and Niall's first time in 2 years and he was finally carrying a child.

"Harry? Are you alright? You've been sitting in there for the past ten minutes. Are you feeling okay?" Niall asked on the other side of the door.

"Yeah I'm fine. Can you come in?"
Niall didn't even answer. He just walked in. "Is something wrong, Harry?"

"No, but look." Harry handed Niall the four tests he took. Niall looked at all 4.

"You're pregnant?" He looked up from the tests in his hands.

"Yeah." Harry nodded his head.

"Babe that's... amazing!" He scooted up to Harry and wrapped his arms around him. "A baby! A baby! We're having a baby, babe!"

"I know!" Niall kissed his lips over and over again.

"We have to go celebrate!"

"Okay how?"

"One word. Clubbing." Harry shook his head.

"I can't go clubbing, Niall. I can't drink alcohol. I can't got for the next nine months either."

"Clubs don't have just alcohol. They have other things, too," Niall argued. "I just thought you might like to dance around, maybe see the boys, you know?"

"Yeah I see what you're saying. Alright fine we can go." Harry finally cracked.

"Yes! Okay let's go!" Niall helped Harry off the floor. They both changed out of their lounging clothes into good clubbing clothes. Harry wore a button up shirt but only buttoned it up half way with tight skinny jeans. Niall wore a plain white t-shirt and tight jeans as well. He borrowed some of Harry's brown boots while Harry wore his gold ones.

They pulled up to the club and instantly recognized the other boy's cars. "Looks like the boys are here."

"Awesome. Let's go." The two walked in and were instantly hit with the smell of alcohol. Harry cringed.

"You alright, Hazz?"

"Yes it just smells terrible. It'll get better as we go farther in though," he said in a promising tone.

Niall shrugged. He linked arms with Harry's. They went up the bar. Harry just got a coke and Niall went for a beer.

They stood, talking when the other boys came to join them. Niall and Harry split for a few minutes to talk the boys. "Harry, why aren't you drinking?" Liam asked.

"Because I'm pregnant!" He yelled over the music.

"Seriously?!" Liam yelled back.

"Yeah. Just found out this morning!"

"Congrats!"

"Thanks!"

*~ 45 minutes later ~*

Harry was hit with a headache so he went to approach Niall. "Niall!"

"Yes Harry?" Niall yelled over the music. Harry couldn't stand the yelling so he pulled Niall into the bathroom.

"Is something wrong?"

"My head is killing me so I'm gonna leave."

"Okay let's go then."

"No. You're gonna stay here and have fun. This is the las time you're gonna have fun in the next nine months so you enjoy yourself. I talked with Liam and he said he's not gonna get wasted so you are gonna catch a ride with him."

"But-"

"Just don't argue. I know you want to drink more so you do that. Just don't do the thing where you get so drunk that you can't walk."

"Okay. I'll walk you out." The two walked out to their car. Niall kissed Harry goodbye and Harry could already taste the alcohol. "I love you. Be safe."

"I will. Have fun." Harry got in the car and left.

Harry got inside his house. He noticed his headache was going away. He took a few ibuprofen before heading to bed. His head hit the pillow and he instantly fell asleep.

At 2 am, he heard the front door open. He got out of bed to see how wasted Niall was. "Hey Niall. Thanks Liam."

"No problem. He's been babbling for the past twenty minutes and he even started talking to his shoe. I don't know why," Liam informed.

"Okay thanks. Have a good night." Harry picked Niall up off the floor.

"You too. Goodnight." Harry waved and closed the door. Harry turned to face Niall. He had that 'I am totally wasted' face on.

"Let's go to bed." Niall didn't even say anything. He just walked over to the couch and fell asleep laying in it. Harry rolled his eyes. He grabbed a blanket from the closet and draped it over him. Harry kissed his forehead before heading up to bed.

The next morning, he head a groan from downstairs. The first to that came to his mind. Hangover. He went downstairs to see Niall sitting on he couch, rubbing his temples. "Head hurt?"

"Yes. It's killing me," he complained. Harry went and sat next to him. Niall put his head in Harry's lap. He put his hand on Harry flat stomach. "I can't wait for our baby to come."

"Me either."

*~ 9 months later ~*

"Niall," Harry groaned.

"Yes Harry?" He asked.

"I want them out." He groaned again.
"Triplets hurt like hell."

That's right. Triplets. Harry and Niall were totally surprised when they found out but they love all of them. They don't know their genders.

"Don't worry babe. They're gonna be here soon," Niall said.

"But I'm already three weeks over due. This sucks!" He leaned back on the couch and rubbed his ginormous bump.

"Just hang in there," Niall comforted. "I'll be right back."

Niall took off to get the couple a snack. Harry just continued to rub his bump. That is, until he felt a pain in his abdomen. "Ouch."

Just then, he felt a wetness leave his body. He saw the couch under him, wet. "Niall!"

Niall rushed in. "Are you okay, babe?"

"My water just broke."

"Really? Okay let's get to the hospital." He ran over to Harry. He wrapped his arm around Harry's waist. They stood up.

"Oh my god one of them just dropped," Harry said.

"Alright well we need to get to the hospital. It's not a good idea to have them at home." Harry nodded. The two continued walking out to the car.

Harry was placed on the bed. He was panting really hard. "It looks like you're nine centimeters all ready so I need you to push on your next contraction."

He nodded and pushed when he felt a contraction. "You got this baby. Keep going," Niall encouraged.

"Just shut up, Niall," Harry groaned.

"Alright here comes it's head. Push really hard, Harry," one of the nurses said. Harry pushed down with all his power. He felt the little head slip out.

He leaned back and took a break before continuing. Soon after, he felt the baby's shoulders slip out. He pushed once more, releasing the baby into the nurse's hands. "It's a boy."

The nurse handed Harry the crying baby. She clamped his cord and handed Niall the scissors. He cut his cord, no problem. Harry got to hold their little boy for a little while before Harry got another contraction. "All three of your babies are in different sacs so your water's going to break two more times."

Harry nodded before a gush of water exited him. He pushed down and in no time, the baby's head and shoulders were out. This was because the baby was small. A few seconds later, they had bay #2. "Another little boy."

Harry held the screaming boy while Niall cut his cord. Only about 10 seconds later, Harry felt yet another contraction. "This baby is breech so it'll be a little harder." A few seconds later, his 3rd water broke.

In one push, the baby's legs slipped out. One small push later, the baby's shoulders were out. Harry took a short break before pushing the baby's head out. "Little girl."

Harry was handed the little girl who was not crying. "Why isn't she crying? Is she okay?" Harry asked.

"Yes she's just fine. Just quiet. Here Niall." She handed Niall the scissors one more time to cut her cord. He cut it and she remained silent.

"Hi baby. I'm your daddy. That's your daddy, too." He pointed to Niall.

"We'll clean them off while you get cleaned up." The nurse took their baby girl from Harry.

Harry hopped in he shower while Niall just admired his kids. When Harry exited the bathroom, he saw Niall cradling the first baby boy. He went over and picked up the baby girl. "Let's think of names."

"Good idea. I have one for one of the boys," Harry started. "Carter Owen Horan."

"I love it. How about for the other we do Liam Andrew Horan," Niall suggested. Harry nodded in agreement.

"Now we need a girl name. I really like the name Grace," Harry said.

"That's pretty. I've always liked the name Hope," Niall said.

"That's a beautiful name. What about Hope Grace Horan?" Harry suggested.

"Perfect." Niall picked up Hope so he had Carter in one hand and Hope in the other. There was a knock at the door. "Come in."

In walked Anne and Maura. "Hi boys."

"Hi mum!" Harry walked over to Anne with Liam in his arms. Niall went to Maura with Carter and Hope.

"What are their names?" Maura asked.

"This is Liam," Harry said, pointing to the sleeping boy in his arms.

"This is Carter," Niall said motioning to the boy in his left arm. "And this is Hope." He motioned to her in his right arm.

"They're beautiful. Hope looks a lot like Niall," Anne spoke.

"I think that Liam looks like Harry while Carter is a mix of them," Maura said. Anne nodded.

"True. Congrats boys."

"Thanks mum."

"Thanks for coming, Anne and mum."

"It's no problem."

A few hours later, it was about 8 pm and Harry was exhausted. Anne and Maura left so it was just Niall, Harry, and the kids.

"Goodnight, Harry. You did fantastic today." Niall kissed his forehead.

"Thanks. Thanks for listening to my awful profanity at you," Harry said, looking a bit guilty.

"Don't worry about that. You get your rest. I love you."

"I love you, too."
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Carter Owen Horan
September 2nd, 2014
12:03 pm
6lbs, 2oz

Liam Andrew Horan
September 2nd, 2014
12:07 pm
6lbs

Hope Grace Horan
September 2nd, 2014
12:13 pm
5lbs, 15oz