Request made by Anime1Dlover1396 !!!!

"Whoa that was a fun night!" Harry said as they climbed into Niall's Range Rover. "Drinking, dancing, eating, partying, I don't think it could have gone any better."

"I agree. I still can't believe we've gotten to this point. I mean, our mums met when we were like three months old," Niall marvelled. "Now we're here. We've been dating for almost three years, we own a house together, honestly, I don't think life could be better."

Harry leaned over the console and kissed Niall's cheek. "I love you."

"I love you too." All of a sudden, there was a police behind the car. Niall pulled over instantly, not understanding why he was being pulled over. He wasn't going above the speed limit...

Niall rolled down his window. "Hello, officer."

"Are you Niall Horan?" He asked.

"I am."

"Please step out of the vehicle." Niall looked at Harry in a confused way before getting out. He felt his hands being pulled behind him and being cuffed.

"Whoa what did I do? What's happening?" He asked the officer.

"You have the right to remain silent, Mister Horan." Niall stopped talking. He felt himself being led to the car. That's when Harry got out.

"What's going on? Niall?"

"He has committed a very serious crime. Do you need a ride home or any thing, sir?" He asked.

Harry shook his head. He watched sadly as the car with his boyfriend drove away. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Why would Niall ever commit a crime? And if he did, what could the sweet, loving Niall Horan possibly do?

He hopped back in Niall's car and drove to his house.

When he arrived, he couldn't really tell what to feel. It just felt empty without Niall's jumpy attitude to lighten everything up.

*~2 months later~*

"Hi, Harry," Niall said as he was released from cuffs and sat on the other side of the table.

Niall was allowed one visit per week while he was imprisoned. He would normally use it to see Harry but a couple times he had seen Greg.

"Hi, Niall." Harry looked down. He couldn't hold back his tears anymore. He started sobbing in front of Niall's eyes. "I miss you so much. It's so hard not having you with me all the time."

"I'm sorry, babe. I'm trying to get out." Niall reached over to Harry's hand and barely touched it when a guard yelled at him.

"No touching!" Niall pulled back.

"What did you even do?" Harry asked when he was able to pull himself together.

"I'm not sure, Harry. They won't tell me either. I'm really trying."

After a long serious talk to each other, Harry had to go to a doctors appointment. They said their goodbyes and Harry left. 

When Harry arrived, he was taken back for an exam. "So what's been bothering you, mister Horan?"

"My stomach is just acting really weird. I've been throwing up a lot too."

"Okay so I'm just going to examine your stomach and try to figure this out." Harry pulled up his shirt. The doctor lightly felt around his abdomen. "Alright so you can go ahead and pull your shirt down and if you could follow me please."

Harry followed the doctor into a darker room. There was a monitor and table. "Go ahead and hop up here." Harry got in the table. "So lift up your shirt. This gel is pretty cold so just a warning."

She squirted the gel on his stomach before putting a wind on it and moving it around. "Alright so it is what I though. Mister Horan, you are pregnant. I'd say about eight weeks."

"Oh my god." Harry couldn't help but smile. Harry wiped the gel off and was released. "Thank you so much."

"No problem. Please feel free to call if you have any questions."

When Harry arrived home, he called his mum and all his friends. He also decided not to tell Niall. Especially since he was in prison and god knows when he'd be released.

*~3 months later~*

"Okay, Harry you know the drill," the doctor said. Harry lifted his shirt up and waited for the gel. As soon as the wand was on his stomach, he watched the monitor for the baby to appear.

When a shape finally came up, he smiled wider than before. "Hello, little one."

"Hm. What's this?" The doctor said, pointing to something else on the screen. "Well it looks to me like another baby. Congrats, Harry."

"Wow. Two babies? That's amazing." Harry stared at the screen for the longest time.

"Do you still want to find out genders or not anymore?"

"Yes I'd love to know."

"Okay it looks like baby A is a boy and baby B is also a boy. Twin boys."

Harry couldn't help but start crying. "My baby boys. Oh I love you both so much."

He got some pictures printed and left. When he got home, the only thing he could think of was names.

He ran through his favourite boy names he had been thinking of for the past while. "Benjamin. Benjamin Amos Horan."

He wrote it down before thinking some more. He thought that none of the other names in his mind went with Benjamin plus he just was losing interest in them.

So he went online. He looked up unique boy names where he instantly got a boatload of names. But one stuck out. Felix. He added Niall's middle name and that was it. "Benjamin Amos and Felix James Horan. My baby boys."

*~a few weeks later~*

"Mum!" Harry said as he hugged his mum as tight as possible.

"Hi, honey," Anne said into Harry's neck. When they pulled away, Anne said, "Harry, you look incredible."

"Oh please. You don't know the half of it."

"What are you talking about? I think you look fabulous."

"Well you can't see under the shirt." Harry went into the living room where they say and talked.

"Have you decided on a name? Oh and you haven't told me the baby's gender either."

"Uh well I actually had to pick out two names," Harry said in a hinting way.

"Why?" Anne asked, confused.

"Well because I'm having twins. Twin boys to be exact."

"Are you serious?! Harry that's fantastic! I'm so happy for you!" She embraced Harry tightly, earning a few kicks from the boys. "Oh my goodness. Just feel them moving in there!"

"I know, they have boxing matches morning, afternoon, and night."

"Honey, I can't say how happy I am for you." She kissed Harry's forehead. "So what are their names?"

"Benjamin Amos Horan and Felix James Horan."

"Harry those are beautiful! I can't wait to meet them!"

"Me either."

*~Weeks later (32 weeks pregnant)~*

Harry plopped down on the sofa next to his best mate, Louis. He started munching on the bowl of crisps he had. "Sorry, Louis. Did you want some?"

"No no, you have them," Louis insisted. Harry shrugged and started eating. When he finished, he put the bowl on the table and felt around his belly. "I love these babies and everything, but I'm just too damn big. I don't know if I can do another eight weeks with them."

"That sounds awful, I'm sorry Harry," Louis said.

"Eh, it's fine. Nothing anyone can fix so I guess I can live." He reclined back on the couch.

"So what are you going to do about Niall? He's not out of prison and you still haven't told him."

"I know, I just, I don't know what to do."

"Uh how about go and tell him. He might still be due for a visit this week," Louis said.

"Are you kidding? I would never bring my thirty two week old unborn children into a prison. I'm sorry but just too many things can go wrong."

"Okay I understand that. I just think he deserves to know that he'll be a father."

"I think he does too but the thing is, he's stuck there and if I tell him then he might go even more nuts. I just don't want to put him through that."

"Okay but-"

"Can we just drop it, please, Louis?"

"Yes."

*~7 weeks later (39 weeks pregnant~*

Harry had just been placed on bed rest. The weight of the babies was just too much for his back and feet to handle.

The boys had been helping for all the time he was unable to do anything. They made him food, helped him get in and out of bed to go to the bathroom, and were just there for him.

Eventually, it got to Christmas time and they all had to go home. But, Harry said he could handle it on his own.

December 23, Harry hits 40 weeks. It's 8pm and only 12 (-11 Celsius) degrees outside. Harry's still on bed rest, but not for long.

Harry curled in on himself as he felt his large stomach tighten. He got out of bed, knowing that he had to get to the hospital.

~Niall's perspective~

"Horan!" Came a booming voice from outside the cell. Niall looked up from his bed to see a guard. "Come with me."

Niall walked out of the cell. "Aren't you going to cuff me?"

"No. Come on." Niall walked beside the guard into a room where a head police sat.

"Hello, mister Horan." He motioned to the seat across from the desk. "Please sit."

Niall sat. "Do you know why you're here?" Niall shook his head. "We're letting you go. We caught the actual criminal. We're sorry for the confusion."

Niall was given his normal clothes which he changed back into. He was then given a ride home by one of the officers.

"Thank you for the ride," he said as he climbed out of the car.

"No problem. Like we said, we're sorry for all of this. We'll make it up to you."

"Thanks." He shut the car door and headed up to the front door. He put his keys in. "Harry! I'm home!"

He looked straight forward to see Harry standing there, legs spread apart, water below him, and a surprised face. "Niall- oh god."

He curled in on himself as Niall ran over to him. "Harry's what's-" he was cut off when he saw Harry's huge belly. "When did you get pregnant?!"

"I'll tell you everything later. Just please help me," Harry begged.

"Okay we need to get to the hospital."

"No. We're not going to make it. I need you to deliver them, please."

"Them?!"

"Niall!"

"Right sorry." He helped Harry to the sofa where Harry say while Niall moved everything off the floor. Niall helped Harry onto the floor and took off his trousers. "Okay there's already a head. Just push, Harry."

Harry bared down as hard as he could. "Good job." The baby's head slipped out a second later. "Okay it's head is delivered." Harry groaned and pushed again. He stopped when he head a cry and Niall held him up. "It's a baby boy."

"Benjamin, my baby boy," Harry cooed as Niall handed him to Harry. "Hi, beautiful."

"Wait so what's his full name?" Niall asked.

"Benjamin Amos."

"That's a sweet name." Niall tried not to cry. He really didn't know what to feel. "Oh Harry, the other baby's coming."

Niall took Benjamin back and set him next to his legs while he delivered the second baby. "Push, Harry."

Harry bared down. Niall watched as the baby's head slowly began showing. "Keep pushing."

When the baby's head was out, Harry relaxed back. "Wait stop pushing, Harry."

"What? Why?" Harry asked, trying hard not to push. "Is he okay?"

"The umbilical cord. It's wrapped around his neck." Niall felt around the baby's neck where the cord was to try to pull it off, but it was too tight. "I have find some scissors."

"No don't go! Just pull it off his neck!" Harry cried.

"It's not that easy, Harry. It's wrapped tightly around his neck. I can't pull it off. Just try not to push and I'll be right back."

"Just please let me push! I can't do this much longer!"

"Don't push! Harry, if you push, he's going to suffocate. Just wait a second." Niall ran into the kitchen where he found a pair of scissors in the utensils drawer. He ran back. "Okay just wait one second. I have to cut this." All of a sudden, Benjamin started crying next to him. He handed Benjamin to Harry who held him on his chest.

"Do you almost have it?" Harry said, still holding back from pushing.

"Almost got it." Niall had a difficult time cutting the whole thing since it was so tight, but he managed to get through it. "Okay I got it. Push, Harry."

After one push, Felix was delivered. But he wasn't crying. "Felix? Come on, baby. Please cry. Please."

Niall ran to the closest bathroom in the house and grabbed some towels. When he ran back, Harry was sobbing. "Niall, he's not crying."

"Here." Niall took the silent baby. He took one of the towels are started cleaning him. He then put Felix on the floor next to Harry and started doing mouth-to-mouth. "Come on, baby boy."

He had to keep doing it for a few minutes before Felix coughed and started crying. "Good boy." He handed the baby back to Harry.

"Hi, Felix," Harry cooed.

"I'm going to call an ambulance." Niall was given some basic instructions while they waited for them to arrive.

They were all taken to the hospital. Harry had to get sewn up a little because he did in fact tear. Both of the boys were just fine, Felix just had to have a close eye kept on him.

A few hours later, Harry laid in bed, the sleep medication for the procedure wearing off. Niall sat at Harry's feet and the twins were in the nursery.

"So you never told me. What are their full names?"

"Benjamin Amos Horan and Felix James Horan."

"Wait, my last name?"

"Well who else's would I use?"

"I just- never mind. So this means they're mine?"

"Of course they are. You may have been in prison, but I don't sleep around." Harry was beginning to get upset.

"Okay I just wasn't sure. I'm sorry."

"Aren't you even a little happy you're a father or what?"

"No of course I'm happy. I just wasn't expecting this. But I promise I'm happy and I feel bad that I couldn't be there the nine months before they were born."

"It's alright. It wasn't your fault. Why were you dragged into this anyways?"

"I don't know. But they found the actual criminal and so I was let go. They said this won't be on my personal record and it'll be made up to me in some way, shape, or form."

"Well I'm happy it all worked out. For you and me. And our babies." Niall scooted closer to Harry, careful of his lower area. He placed a sweet kiss on his lips.

"I love you, Hazza."

"I love you too, Ni."

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Okay so this really sucked! I feel really bad because the requester was looking forward to this and I fucked up. So sorry and maybe I'll do better next time. :(