Summary: The Styles twins explain how life is inside of their Mummy.
;Or...a weird one shot of Harry and Louis' babies narrating their version of their mummy's pregnancy.
[Author Note: I thought I'd do a pregnancy one. And yes, Louis is the 'mummy']
Jamie-Lynn ---> bold/slant
James ---> slant
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"Woah..."
"Wh-where are we?"
"I don't know, sis, but it's really dark in here."
"Tell me about it."
"How much did we drink last night?"
"Bro! Don't say that!"
"I heard the elder sperm say that last night, though."
"So what! We're just babies. You shouldn't say that."
"Yeah, yeah. But seriously, where are we?"
"I don't know. I can't see anything."
"Neither can I, sis."
"Well...let's play a game to pass time. I spy with my little eye something dark."
"Is it darkness?"
"Yes! You got it, bro!"
"Oh, boy..."
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"Sis...what is that noise?"
"What noise?"
"The babies are able to hear now. Their ears have developed."
"Oh, that's grea-wait...did you say babies...as in...t-two?"
"That noise."
"Who is that? Are they talking about us?"
"I don't know."
"Yes, 'babies'. Congratulations, Mr. and Mr. Styles. You're having twins."
"Who's 'Mr. Steeles'?"
"The person said 'Mr. Styles', you dolt."
"Hey, don't knock a man down, sis."
"Whatever. Zip it; I'm trying to hear the persons."
"Oh- oh my God. Lou...we're having twins!"
"Woah! That person's voice is deep!"
"Agreed. And who's 'Lou'?"
"I know, Harry. Oh my...two babies. That means double the pain for me."
"Okay, sis. I have a theory about these persons."
"Tell me, bro."
"That 'Harry' person is helping that 'Lou' person and that 'Lou' person is the person who is carrying us. I think that's why it's so dark in here. We're inside of that 'Lou' person."
"Wow...bro, I think you actually said something smart."
"Thanks, I-wait a minute...did you call me not smart?"
"Well...I was implying it."
"I am in fact smart, sis."
"Be quiet!"
