Temporary Fix (L.S)

Chapter 36

"That's my name. Wouldn't have a son named that if it weren't for me."

"Louis, what..?"

"I didn't want to leave without you guys making up." Louis says, "I've gotta go now, love. I'll see you on Monday. Ok?"

Louis hates leaving his thirty three week, heavily pregnant husband at home but he's at least glad that Zayn agreed to come over and talk things out.

"Ok. I love you.."

"Love you too. Babies-stay put while I'm gone."

He kisses his belly and gets two rolls in return. Harry groans as the rolls create unneeded pressure.

"So, shit Haz. I don't even know where to start. I'm so so bloody sorry. I've been so stressed out with the wedding that I've been snapping at everyone. My mum's bloody pissed at me right now."

Harry gets up and grips him into a hug. Zayn's nearly knocked down by his shaking belly.

"Easy mate."

"I-I'm sorry, Z. I shouldn't have said it was too soon for you to get married. Perrie' lovely and she's helped our family with so much lately. This pregnancy is making me a right ass and I'm sorry."

"So we're both hormonal?"

"I have an excuse, you don't."

"Will you still come to my wedding?"

"Of course. Front row."

"How about right by my side?"

"You-you still want me to be your best man?"

"Of course! You're my best mate in the whole world."

"Do you-I mean, can you stay for a bit? Hang out?"

"Cleared my schedule for my favorite curly boy."

Harry tries not to cry but he does. He's pregnant, OK?

"T-thanks."

"H, Louis told me you've been struggling and feeling lonely. I can't believe you didn't tell me that. You could've come with me to all of this wedding shit mate. You're good at it. I'm shit at it. Perrie thinks I'm a bloody idiot."

Harry laughs wetly.

"You are a bloody idiot."

"You love me."

"Only because your mum is my doctor."

"Heard that one before. Now come on. Let's go eat. And where's my mini me?"

"He's upstairs."

They go get the twins and go to Harry's favorite Chinese place.

Harry eats his Lo Mein while the babies kick happily under his palm.

"Bloody hell! I saw a foot!"

"Yeah, that happens. You don't remember?"

"My baby kick big Unca Z." Capri says with a smile.

"Your baby?" He pokes her tummy and she giggles.

"Yeah, da girl baby."

"Oh just the girl baby is yours?"

"Mine's da boy baby Unca Zayn." Zayn chimes in.

"Well which ones MINE?"

"You don't got one."

Zayn fakes a frown and the twin's giggle.

Harry eats way too much and is moaning at the end.

"What's wrong? Let me guess. Heartburn, indigestion the works?"