It was just a time clock now... 8 months came and gone. March was upon them. They had gotten the baby room done a week ago. They were excited but scared at the same time.

"Lay just like that." the photographer instructed Harry.

He put the checkered shoes on top of his belly and the photographer snapped the picture.

They took a load of them. Harry even put on some floral printed pants and got a picture snapped with a pair of white shoes he picked out.

Louis watched in awe of it. Harry was beautiful even if he was really pregnant. He was perfect. He watched as Harry slipped his jeans on. The photographer caught his attention and Louis quickly snapped a picture of his tummy. Posting it to instagram saying say hello to papa :).

He still worried about Liam showing up to the apartment on a basis. Liam knew the address, and it was scary to think he might show up and do who knows what. Louis only held Harry closer and tighter at night.

*beep*

Louis opened the text from Liam.

I can see you.

Louis swallowed nervously.

Can't you kindly fuck off? I gave you what you wanted and you promised you'd leave us alone. I'm in a damn studio how the fuck can you see us?!

I'm right outside. Lmao.... you think I'm James Bond or something?

No I think you're a childish, immature, imbecile who has nothing better to do. Than to make bets for fun because you knew I liked him....

Imbecile? Childish? Immature? No poor boy I do believe you got it wrong. I'm not the one who took part in it I orchestrated it, but your the little child who wanted to play.....

Exactly the opposite. I took the fucking bet because I LOVED Harry I didn't like him! I wasn't about to let you or anyone else touch him or have him. Wanna know why?

Louis looked up seeing Harry was through. He payed the photographer for the package they set up and they left.

Do tell...

Come out coward and I'll tell you.

Louis stood authoratively and protectively in front of Harry.

"Louis what are you doing?" Harry asked at the sudden action.

"Liam's coming." Louis said.

Harry laughed.

"Louis, stop it I have a few choice words I'll tell him if I see him."

Just then Louis spotted the familiar face.

"Howdy." Liam said approaching them.

Harry shrugged him off. Louis glared at him. Harry moved from behind Louis. Liam's eyes widened at his belly.

"What do you want Liam?" Harry snapped.

Liam raised a brow.

"Just who do you think you are?" Liam scoffed.

"Who I am?!" Harry snapped "I am someone who's pretty disgusted by the person standing in front of me! You think it's alright to brutalize and get with someone because you want them to think your going to hurt their significant other!" Harry tryed to not yell.

Liam huffed hard, Harry hit a spot.

"You think you're above it all Liam?! I got news for you, your not! You're nothing but a coward! Who hides behind a group of stupid boys to feel like he's something!" Harry finally yelled.

Liam's fist connected with his face sending Harry to the ground.

"Liam what have you done?!" Louis yelled.

Liam took a few steps back but he didn't run away. He stood there staring down at Harry and Louis who was knealt down beside him.

"H-Harry I'm so sorry." Liam said starting to kneal beside him.

"No! Haven't you done enough?!" Louis snapped.

Liam fell back on his butt.

"Just fucking leave Liam! Leave us the fuck alone." Louis yelled.

Harry held his stomach with one hand, and his face with the other hand. William was still moving which was a good thing. His movements were strong.

"Get my stethoscope!" Harry said worrying.

Louis quickly grabbed it from the backpack they always carried now, and handed the stethoscope to Harry. He put the pieces in his ears and relaxed a little bit more when he heard the thumping of the little heart.

"He okay?" Louis said ignoring the fact Liam was still there.

"Yeah." Harry layed his head against Louis' chest.

Harry's cheek was now a dark purple where Liam had punched him.

"Leave us alone Liam!" Harry said "just go away don't come back."

Liam was now standing and Louis was helping Harry up gently and carefully. Louis stood stern in front of Harry. He punched Liam right in the stomach.

"That was for fucking touching my boy and if you ever touch him or my child again. I'll get the cops involved. Now leave." Louis pointed.

Liam turned and left.

"Oh baby I'm sorry." Louis said once in the car.

"It's okay," Harry held his face cause his jaw hurt when he talked "I shouldn't have went on like I did."

"All that matters is that you and William are okay and he will leave us alone now," Louis paused "I hope."

"I just want to get home and ice my cheek cause it hurts." Harry said.

"Yeah it will for like a day." Louis patted Harry's thigh.

Harry was worried he knew Liam would come back. He saw it in his face and in the way he stumbled back as he walked away. Almost as if he was losing some battle. Harry saw it and he wasn't going to tell Louis he didn't want him to worry.

Once they were home Harry rolled up his shirt for Louis to feel William kick.

Louis ordered pizza while Harry was in the shower. The knock on the scared the shit out of Harry because he didn't expect it, of course he thought it was Liam. Louis asked him why he jumped at the sudden knock, he simply said he was zoned into the movie that the knock surprised him.

A few hours later after they finished as they were in bed, Louis holding him closely.

A loud knock sounded on the door. It was 10 PM roughly.

"Don't go to the door Louis." Harry begged.

"Harry, it's probably just some person wondering about something." Louis said throwing the sheet off his figure.

Harry got out of bed as quick as he could. He grabbed Louis' arm.

"Don't please Louis!" Harry cryed.

The knock sounded again this time harder and louder.

"It's probably just Liam wanting to start stuff." Louis said shrugging it off walking towards the door.

Harry was shaking with fear. Something told him that if he opened that door- Louis opened the door.

Liam had a gun raised pointed straight at Louis. Harry's feet moved before his mind could catch up with him. He stood in front of Louis.

"Liam you're going to have to kill us," Harry said holding his stomach, "before you do him."

He could smell alcohol and knew Liam was drunk, but where did he get the gun?

"Harry get out the way." Louis pulled on him.

"Louis don't," Harry said holding his hand "Liam don't do this."

"I'm worthless." Liam spit waving the gun.

"No." Harry said simply.

"Yes! I am stop acting like you like me! You fucking hate me, who are you fooling?" Liam now had the gun pointed directly at Harry.

"Liam don't please, please think about what your doing." Louis pleaded watery eyed, trying to get in front of Harry.

He finally got in front of Harry and stood his ground.

"You took my best friend Louis." Liam whined drunk he raised his hands to his head aggravated.

Louis slowly began walking towards the boy.

"Stay away!" Liam warned pointing the gun again but Louis kept walking.

Harry stood at the door watching scaredly as Louis walked towards Liam. Louis' arm was reached out his hand was shaken.

"Don't touch me!" Liam warned again.

"Come on we got neighbors who are likely to be watching us through their peep holes. Please Liam." Louis still was reaching out but he wasn't touching him.

He was still in his apartment, Liam was stood outside. Louis and Harry had backed up quite far when they saw the gun. Harry's feet again moved taking him in front of Louis. This time he wasn't going to move. He was going to have to get shot, or Liam was going to leave.

"Liam what are you doing?" Harry asked softly.

"Stop trying to get in my fucking head! JUST STOP!" Liam snapped.

The gun was once again pointed and this time cocked and ready to fire at Harry.

"You don't wanna do this come on, I won't say anything to anyone if you just leave it will all be okay." Harry tryed reconciling with him.

That was the wrong thing to say.

"NO!" Liam pulled the trigger.

The bang sounded through out the apartment. Louis screamed as Harry crumbled to the floor. The bullet had hit him straight in the chest.

"No," Louis cried "st-stay with me, you stay awake focus on me." Louis said taking his shirt off pressing it to the wound and dialling an ambulance.

Liam watched he had this look on his face, Louis couldn't read. Slowly Liam raised the gun to his head, Louis was mid talking on his phone. He looked at Liam and his eyes went wide.

"Liam w-" Louis tryed getting up fast enough but.....

"I'm so sorry." Liam pulled the trigger and he fell to the ground outside, a pool of blood surrounded Liams limp body.

Louis cried hard. He crawled to Liam checking for any signs of life none. His hands were now stained with Liam and Harry's blood. He scrambled back to Harry.

"That's right Haz you're doing a great job." Louis tryed staying strong and together.

He just saw Liam kill himself and on top of that his boyfriend shot by Liam.

"I-" Harry winced "I told you not to open that damn door you jack ass." Harry tryed giggling.

Louis half smiled through his tears.

"You know me always stubborn." Louis said.

He was trying so hard to keep it together. Harry's eyes started feeling heavy his blood was forming a blood pool around him as well.

"I f-feel cold Lou." Harry stared at him.

Louis squeezed his eyes together letting tears fall.

"They are coming you hear those sirens?" Louis said trying to keep Harry awake.

Harry blinked trying hard to stay awake but his eyes felt heavy his body felt numb.

"Hey," Louis shook Harry's head gently "I can see them their coming now stay awake for our son."

The paramedics lifted Harry onto the stretcher. Louis was told to stay back with Liam's body because the cops were on the way. He kissed Harry's head over and over.

He took Harry's phone and called Gemma. He knew that Gemma would come, he knew that maybe this was the time Harry needed to make amends. If he- Louis shook his head not wanting to think about that possibility. Gemma picked up.

"Hey baby brother!" she exclaimed through the reciever.

"Gem-" Louis paused taking a few breaths "Gemma this is Louis."

"Oh hi Louis! How are you?"

"Gemma listen to me, Harry's been shot and as- as they were lifting him onto the stretcher he passed out," Louis felt the tears come again "fucking bloody hell I just need you to come now please. Whether you bring Anne is up to you or not if you think its right then go on. But I just bloody need someone." Louis' eyes landed on Liams now pale almost solid white body.

"Oh my god." Gemma gasped, Louis could hear her crying.

"Go Gemma now!" Louis snapped crying too and hung up.

People came out of their apartments staring at Louis with his body as if it were an exhibit.

"Jesus Christ! Do you have any damn respect!" Louis yelled at them around him.

They all cleared out quick. This was pure hell. For the first time in forever, Louis closed his eyes and went back to his childhood. A good time in his childhood where no bad things ever happened. Back to the time his mum held him closely to her at night when he woke from a nightmare. He wished he could see her at least this time, to be held by someone.

His fingers dialed the familiar number. After a minute of ringing there was no answer. The answering machine answered after, at the beep Louis left a message.

Hello mum, it's uh Louis.... yeah been forever. Um I was just- I- I just kinda need you right now. Um I know you hate me I dont blame you. I fucked up a lot-

The machine turned off before he could say anymore. His voice was cracking from crying. He hoped like hell his mum would call or something.

The police officer along with a few others came along not long after the phone call. Louis explained everything from start to finish as best he could. He stood there and watched as they put Liam into a body bag.

"Excuse me officer?" Louis stopped him just as they were leaving.

"Yes?"

"Are you going to call his parents and tell them?" Louis felt stupid after asking that.

"Yes sir." the officer nodded.

As soon as they left. Louis grabbed everything but didn't bother changing. A diaper bag and stuffed it full of clothes and diapers and what not. He hoped he grabbed everything they would need. He grabbed the carrier.

He sped to the hospital and luckily didn't get pulled over. He frantically ran in with nothing but his PJ shorts on and carrying the diaper bag. He was led to the place where Harry was being operated on and waited outside the door that said SURGERY in big words. He sat on the floor his knees were against his chest, his head down against his knees. A doctor came out and stopped.

"You here for the gentleman inside?"

Louis nodded silently waiting to hear those words.

"Yes well the baby needs to come out before we can do any sort of bullet removal operating on Mr. Styles." the doctor explained.

Louis exhaled deeply.

"Well is it safe for the baby?" Louis said.

"Mr. Styles is right at 36 weeks. So that is what we call the safe zone in development of the baby. So if we were to do it the baby be fine. The oxygen to the baby however is dire which is why I'd like to have your permission to have him." the doctor said.

"I want to uh be back there for when he comes out please." Louis said.

"I'm the baby's father." Louis said again after silence.

"Okay." the doctor instructed him to wash his hands and everything and to out on scrubs.

He did that and put on a mask. The doctor went back in before he did. He sat down at Harry's head.

"I'm here." he whispered into Harry's ear.

"Alright here we go." the doctor said.

A few minutes later. The doctor broke the mumbles behind the blind.

"Out at 1:58 AM" the doctor said, and the sweet sound filled the room the sound of Williams cry.

The sound Louis had waited so long to hear. One nurse whisked him over to the bed against a wall on the other side of the room. They measured him in at 6 pounds 8 ounces 20 inches long. A healthy baby boy.

The nurse wrapped William up in a blue striped blanket and a blue hat. She brought him over to Louis, who took him immediately. He melted.

The nurse took him to a room which was big enough for three. As he was holding William, some how the tears that had been coming for hours stopped. The worry subsided some but not totally.

William was perfect.

H

e layed William down in the small cot like thing they had in the room.

*beep*

Jesus, I've just heard about it. Are you okay? I can come down there if you want.

Yeah I could use someone.... :(

He hit send and felt his eyes water again. Niall replied back with an okay I'll be right there. Louis sent him the address. A nurse stepped in to check on William.

"M'am?" Louis asked.

"Yes?"

"Do you know anything about my boyfriend? He's been in surgery forever." Louis said.

"Actually darling that's why I'm here they are getting him stitched up right now on his stomach and chest. I've came here to prep the room for him, and-" she stopped seeing he was crying looking at William.

"He will be alright." the nurse assured.

"It's just scary. I'm sorry." Louis apologized taking a deep breath.

William started crying and smacking his lips.

"What does that mean?" Louis questioned.

"It means he's hungry," the nurse smiled "I'll show you how to feed

him."