Song of the chapter:
I Wish by One Direction💘

"Okay everyone, I want you all to come closer in," the photographer instructed. The boys came in closer together. It went Niall, Liam, Zayn, Harry, then Louis. (Yes I know about Zayn. But just go with it). "Okay now put your arms around each other."

All the boys posed together, their arms around each other. Louis was especially enjoying it.

You see, Louis had a major crush on Harry and he always had that ever since they met. Louis got excited at every moment that he had to be at next to Harry.

But, Zayn and Harry were a couple.

Niall was the only other person who knew about this crush.

After the shoot, they all went into the tour bus to get ready for a show. Louis and Harry shared a dressing room before Harry and Zayn became a thing. Louis desperately wanted that back, but now Zayn and Harry shared one.

They all came into a huddle. "Alright let's do this!" Liam said.

They walked out on stage, singing Midnight Memories, staring off an amazing night at the O2.

After the show, they all went back onto the tour bus, dressed into the sleepwear, and went off to bed.

Zayn and Harry shared a bed while Liam, Niall, and Louis had their own. Louis slept beneath Zayn and Harry and Niall slept beneath Liam.

They were all starting to drift off, when Niall decided to let one rip. "NIALL!" Everyone said.

Niall was of course not feeling a small bit bad. "Aw that smells awful!"

Everyone tried to get back to sleep but it was just too much, so they all left the bus and stood outside to let it air out. They made Niall stand farther away from them while they all stood close, trying to stay warm.

Louis looked and saw Niall standing alone so he joined him. "Hi, Niall."

"Hi, Louis." Louis wrapped an arm around Niall so they could stay warm. "How's Harry?"

"He's erm..." He trailed off, feeling tears come to his eyes. "He's... You know..."

"Oh Lou." Niall hugged Louis tightly while Louis cried into his shoulder. "It'll get better. I'm sorry."

"I just- I wish that he could see how much I care for him and-" He cut himself off with sobs.

"Louis?" Came a low, husky voice. Louis immediately turned around, wiping his tears.

"Erm, hi, Harry," he said, trying to hide his tears and broken voice.

"Are you okay? I saw you crying and I needed to make sure you're okay."

"I'll leave you two," Niall said, walking away.

"Yes I'm... fine."

"Louis, that sounded about as realistic as it does when a girl says she's fine which usually means they need a big hug to tell them everything's okay." Without another word, Harry wrapped himself around Louis' tiny body. Louis cried into his shoulder. "That's it, let it out, Lou." Louis pulled back and wiped his tears. "Please tell me what's bothering you."

"I- I can't."

"Yes you can. It's okay."

"No I want to I just... can't, Harry."

"Is it about Niall?"

"No."

"The other boys?"

"No."

"You?"

"Well, yeah."

"C'mon, Louis. Please tell me. I'm your best mate. You can tell me anything." Louis felt a strong sense of comfort in his words, so he just blurted it.

"I'm in love with you." He covered his mouth afterward. Harry showed no emotion. "I'm sorry."

"Hey, it's okay. Thanks for being honest."

"You're not mad?"

"Of course I'm not mad. Just a little surprised."

"Like I said, I'm really sorry I just-"

"Hey, don't worry about it. I love you but just not like that..."

"No I get it. It's okay." Harry hugged Louis again before walking back over to the other boys.

Soon, Niall came walking over. "So!What just happened!?"

"We talked. He knows now. It's all good."

"So what are you gonna do?"

"I don't know. Just take it day by day I guess."

"Well I'm here for you, mate."

"Thanks, Ni."

*~The next night (in a hotel)~*

"Harry, babe. Wake up," Zayn whispered in Harry's ear.

Harry slightly shook awake. "What, Zayn?"

"I'm leaving."

"Why?"

"Simon called me and sent me home for a few days. I'll be back though."

"Okay. Love you."

"I love you too." They kissed a deep goodbye kiss before Zayn left.

Harry laid awake for probably an hour before getting up. He threw on a shirt and walked across the hall to Louis' room. He quietly knocked on the door and not 10 seconds later, Louis was at the door.

"I'm sorry, Lou. Did I wake you up?" Harry asked feeling a bit guilty.

"No I've been awake. Come in." Harry walked in. "What brings you here?"

"Simon sent Zayn home for a few days."

"Oh."

"And I just couldn't stop thinking about you and what you said."

"Mhm..."

"I don't know. I just couldn't stop. I had to come see you."

"Thanks."

"Anyways, I'm sorry to bother you. I'll go."

"No wait. You can stay in here with me until Zayn gets back if you'd like."

"Okay I'll go get some pillows and blankets from my room," Harry said, starting to walk off, but was cut off by Louis.

"You don't have to sleep on the floor, Harry. You can sleep in the bed with me. I promise to keep my hands to myself," Louis joked.

"Um...." Harry looked at the door then Louis. "Okay fine."

He hopped under the covers, facing the opposite direction of Louis.

*~The next morning~*

Harry's limbs stretched out before his eyes even opened. He felt a body next to him, forgetting it was Louis, thinking it was Zayn. He decided to scoot closer, wrapping an arm around him.

"Good morning, Z..."

"What the- Harry?" Came a smaller voice. Harry was utterly confused so he sat up, Louis afterwards. "Wait why are you naked? Why am I naked? What happ-"

He stopped, remembering what happened that night. "Oh my god."

Harry then remembered as well. "Oh no."

"Wait so we-"

"Yes. Yes we did. Oh my god! Zayn is going to fucking kill me!"

"He doesn't have to know does he?"

"Of course he does! Even if I don't tell him, he will find out eventually."

"Not necessarily."

"I- I have to go." Harry jumped out of bed, throwing on his shirt and running out of the room only to be met by Niall. "Oh h-hi Niall."

"Hi, Harry. Did you just come out of Louis' room?" He asked, pointing at the door.

"Uh no." Harry scurried off, going inside his room.

*~A few weeks later~*

"Do you need anything else from the store, babe?" Zayn asked, running his hands through Harry's sweaty hair. Harry had been sick for about 2ish weeks and neither of them could figure it out. So, they did the best they could to just get it to go away.

"Something like ginger ale to help my stomach would work," Harry said, trying not to move too much to upset his stomach.

"Okay I'll be right back." Zayn kissed Harry's forehead.

Right after Zayn left, there was a knock at the door. "It's open!"

In walked Louis, carrying a plastic bag. "Hi, Harry."

They hadn't really talked or interacted since that one night so it just made things super awkward for each other. "Hi, Louis."

"I um.." He held up the bag. "Got you some stuff."

"Thanks. What is it?" Harry sat up in bed, looking at what Louis was holding.

"Well I got you your favourite tea," he said, holding up the box.

"Aww thanks Lou!"

"I also got you..." Louis pulled out a smaller box. It was a pregnancy test. "A couple of these."

"Why?" Harry asked.

"Because, well I was looking through our tour schedule and an ad came up that said, 'Think you're pregnant?' so I just clicked on it out of curiosity. As I was reading I noticed that it mentioned all your symptoms. Getting sick in the mornings, having to go to the bathroom more, and everything else you're going through right now," Louis explained. "You probably aren't, but just to be safe."

Harry grabbed the four boxes and headed to the bathroom.

*~ 5 minutes later~*

Harry walked out of the bathroom, making Louis shoot up from his seat. "What'd they say?"

"I didn't look yet. I want you to check with me." Louis followed Harry into the bathroom to where the four tests lay in the sink. All 4 of which had a little pink plus sign. "Well what are we going to do?" Louis asked, looking up at Harry.

"There's only one thing to do..." Harry said, grabbing Louis' hand.

"Abortion?"

"No. Every being deserves a chance. No matter how much it wasn't planned."

"What about Zayn?"

"I'll tell him."

*~The next day~*

"Zayn, I need to talk to you," Harry said, sitting Zayn down.

"Okay, what's up?"

"Um, well..." He sighed. "I'm... Pregnant."

"You mean we're having a baby?" Zayn asked, sounding hopeful.

"Well, no. I am. With Louis."

"Louis?"

"Yeah..."

"So does that mean you cheated on me?"

"I'm sorry, Zayn. Neither of us really had any idea as to what was going on."

"Wait so you don't want to raise the baby with me?"

"Sorry, Zayn, but I want to be with Louis. We've discussed this and everything."

"So this is it..."

"Yeah." Harry pulled Zayn in for a hug. "I love you, Zayn."

"I love you too, Harry."

Harry stood up, leaving the hotel room. "Thanks for everything, Zayn." He closed the door behind him.

*~A few months later~*

"No, Louis. I don't want to," Harry groaned.

"I know you're tired but we have to go. You wanted to know the baby's gender so now we're finding out," Louis urged.

"Can't we do it later?" Harry whined.

"No. The appointment's already made. C'mon it'll be super quick then we'll come home."

"No, Lou. I'm tired," Harry said.

"How about we get some lunch after?" Louis asked. He was at the point where he would try anything to get Harry out of bed.

"Oh fine," Harry caved. He got out of bed, got dressed, took his pills, and they left.

*~At the appointment~*

"There's you baby," the doctor said, pointing to the little shape on the monitor.

"Hi, Peanut," Harry cooed. "You've gotten so big."

"Sure has," the doctor said. "Did you want to know the sex today?"

"Please," Louis said.

"Okay, it looks like you're having a little girl. Congrats, boys."

"Peanut's a girl, babe," Louis said. "I was so sure she was a boy."

"I always knew she was a girl. Mother's instinct I guess." Louis chuckled.

"Do you want some pictures?"

"Yes please," Harry said.

She printed some pictures and the boys left. "I can't wait to tell the boys, and buy little pink onesies."

"Me either, babe," Louis agreed. "We also need to think of names."

"Ava Marie Tomlinson," Harry said.

"Well that was fast," Louis said. "I love it. But, you want her to have my last name?"

"Well yeah, because we're gonna get married and it's just easier."

"Wait, since when did you think we're getting married?" Louis said.

"Well I just thought.. You know because we're having a baby and we love each other. But I guess we don't have to..." Louis then started laughing. "What's so funny?"

"I was messing with you. Of course I want to get married."

"Don't do that! I was worried." Harry pouted.

"I'm sorry, baby. I love you and Ava lots, okay?" He grabbed Harry's hand.

"M'kay."

*~4 months later~*

"Louis, get the car..." Harry said, leaning on the counter.

"Why? Is she coming?" Louis immediately became panicked.

"Yes. And please hurry. She's coming fast."

Louis bolted up the stairs, grabbed the hospital bag, grabbed the car seat, and threw it all in the car. He ran back inside to grab Harry and they both went back to the car.

Half way through the ride, Louis started checking in with Harry. "How are you doing, babe?"

"Ugh shut up, Louis," Harry snapped.

"Sorry.."

When they arrived, Harry didn't waste any time getting out and going inside while Louis got the bag. Louis went to the desk. "Where is labour and delivery?"

"Second floor," the reception lady said.

"Thank you." They quickly went up to the second floor, Harry being taken to a room. His legs were put in stirrups as the nurses set up.

"Okay, Harry. On your next contraction, give me a good push, okay?" The nurse said.

Harry nodded. When he felt the contraction he bore down. "Good one. Give me another one like that."

Not long after, her head was delivered. "You can reach down and feel her if you'd like, Harry."

Harry put his hands in between his legs and felt Ava's head. "Oh my god. Hello, baby girl."

The nurse saw how lovingly Louis was watching. "Louis, I'm offering you something we don't normally offer. Do you want to deliver the baby?"

"C-can I?" He looked to Harry who nodded.

"Course. C'mere." Louis took the nurse's spot. "Do you want gloves?"

"No thanks. So what do I have to do?"

"Just catch her. We can do the rest."

"Okay." He put his hands on Ava's head. "I'm ready."

Harry sat up and pushed. "Oh here she comes." He held on to her as her whole body slipped out. "I've got her. I've got her."

He brought her to his chest, being careful of the umbilical cord. "Hi, baby girl," Louis cooed. "Welcome to the world."

Harry watched lovingly as his boyfriend cooed quietly to the newborn. One of the nurses gave Louis a towel in which he held Ava in. He also cut her umbilical cord.

He took Ava to the scale as well as put a nappy on her with another nurse while Harry delivered the after birth. "How much does she weigh?"

"She weighs six pounds twelve ounces," Louis answered. He picked her up, handed Harry a blanket, and set her on Harry's chest. "I still can't believe we made her."

"Me neither. You did an amazing job delivering her too, Louis."

"You did better, babe. I didn't have to push her out."

"Still..."

"I love you," Louis said. "Both of you."

"We love you too."

*~A few days later~*

"Welcome home, baby girl," Harry said, opening the front door. Louis closed the door behind them. Harry bounced Ava for a little while before she fell asleep. "I'm gonna put her in her cot. Do you want to come?"

"Sure." Louis followed them up to the nursery. Harry carefully put the sleeping baby in her crib.

"I'm so glad this is how our life turned out," Harry said.

"Me too, Hazz." He attached his lips to Harry's and they began a loving make out over their amazing life.