I haven't gone out of the house much. Since I started to show a couple months ago, I've been afraid for someone to see. A pregnant male is anything but common so I know if someone saw me, it would become a big deal. Today though, I have no choice but to leave the house. I have a doctor's appointment. This is the first one I'm actually really excited for. I find out today whether I'm having a boy or a girl. I put on a large baggy sweatshirt and make my way out to my car.

When I get in the car, I feel my phone start to vibrate in my pocket. I take it out and see who is calling. "Zayn" I answer it quickly.

"Hey Z."

"Hey Lou. What are you up to?" He asks.

"I'm just about to head to my ultrasound." I responded.

Zayn has been one of my best friends since I was younger. He is also the only other person, besides my mom and stepdad, that knows about the pregnancy. I didn't even mean for him to find out.

"Zayn, you're really shit at this game mate." I said to him while kicking his ass at Fifa.

"Shut up. I just don't have as much time to practice as you do." He said with an attitude. He was definitely mad he was losing.

I went to pick up my cup of hot tea to take a sip and the over filled cup splashed onto my shirt.

"SHIT!" I shouted. Without thinking I quickly tore my shirt off to try to stop the steaming liquid from burning my skin.

"Uh mate." Zayn said confused. "What is going on with your stomach?"

I quickly looked down and realized he could totally tell I was pregnant. I tried to think quickly.

"Must be getting a beer belly. I should really stop drinking." I chuckled, trying to hide my stomach.

"Lou" he began, "I've been with you or talked to you almost every day. You haven't drunk in months."

I should have known Zayn could see right through me. He has known me way too long for me to be able to lie to him and get away with it. I sighed and put my head in my hands.

"Mate, what's wrong?" He asked.

I knew that I had to tell him. There was no getting out of this. "I'm pregnant." I said quickly. Better to rip the bandage off, I guess.

He sat there quiet for a minute and then started to laugh. "Very funny man. Almost had me for a minute there." He said amused.

I just looked at him with a blank stare and his laughter came to an abrupt stop.

"Holy shit! You're serious?!" He looked at me as if I grew an eyeball on my forehead. I sighed and simply nodded my head. "How far along are you?" He asked.

"About three months." I responded, finding my shoes to be really entertaining right now.

"Who the hell is the dad?! Lou I didn't even know you slept with anyone!" He was definitely mad because I normally tell him everything. He is my best friend after all.

"Yeah, THAT I can't tell you. It was a one-night stand. It meant nothing. He isn't involved." I responded.

"Do you even know who it is?" He asked. I nodded my head but the look I gave him sent a clear message that I was not going to tell him. "Well congrats man. Can't wait to meet the kid."

I sent him a shy smile and then we went back to playing Fifa as if I hadn't just told him a huge life changing secret.

"Oh cool man. You find out the gender today right?" Zayn said, sounding really upbeat.

"Yup." I responded, popping the 'p'.

"Mind if I tag along? I'm sure you would like the company." He offered.

I glanced at the clock to see if I had time to pick him up and saw that I did.

"Sure mate. I'll be right there. Be ready." I said. I was glad he wanted to come with me. My mom was supposed to but had to work last minute.

Zayn said that he was already ready to go and we hung up the phone. After I picked him up, we headed over to the doctor's office. We walked inside and I checked in. Some women gave me odd looks, as if I wasn't supposed to be here. This is why I liked when my mom came with me. They would always assume she was the one here for the appointment and I was just tagging along.

"Tomlinson?" The nurse asked.

Zayn and I got up and followed the nurse back to the ultrasound room. She had me drink a bottle of water like they always do before one of these. Apparently they really want you to have to piss yourself while they poke and prod at your belly. I then sat down on the bed next to the ultrasound machine and Zayn sat in the seat next to it. It was only a few minutes before the doctor came in.

"Louis! Wonderful to see you again." Dr. Wolford greeted me. "Oh and you have new company with you today."

"Yeah doc. This is my friend Zayn." I responded.

Dr. Wolford shook Zayn's hand then turned to me. "I'm glad you told someone else. You need all the support you can get." He said caringly.

I nodded and explained how Zayn and I have been best friends since we were younger and how he had found out by mistake, thus making him the only person, besides my parents, who knows.

"I still don't understand how your sisters don't even know yet mate." Zayn said through a small laugh.

"Sweatshirts. Very large sweatshirts." I said. "Though I'm pretty sure Lottie just thinks I'm getting fat from eating too much and being lazy." Zayn and the doctor both laughed.

"Alright Louis," the doctor began. "If you'd lay back for me, we'll do this anatomy scan. Do you want to know the gender?"

I laid back and lifted by shirt up. "Yes please!" I said eagerly.

The gel was cold as always but as soon as the transmitter was on my belly, I was in awe with what was on the screen. This was the first time that the baby actually looked like a baby and not an alien. You could see everything. Over the next half hour, Dr. Wolford pointed out everything from the arms and legs to the ventricles of the heart and the spine. It was amazing to see that this is what was growing inside of me.

"Alright Louis. Ready to check the gender?" He asked.

"FINALLY!" Zayn and I both said in sync.

He moved the transmitter a little more and then froze the picture.

"Do you see that there?" He asked. I stared at the screen but couldn't really tell what I as looking at.

"Doc, come on!" I said. "You're killing me here!"

Dr. Wolford laughed and then words popped up on the screen.

I couldn't believe it. I was going to have a little girl. A part of me wanted a boy, but when I saw the word 'girl' on the screen, I couldn't help but feel complete. A little Daddy's girl. I looked at Zayn and saw that he was tearing up too. We both chuckled and he congratulated me. The doctor cleaned me up and we scheduled the next appointment. When we got back in the car Zayn turned to me.

"A little girl Tommo! That's amazing!" He said excitedly.

I nodded. "I can't believe it. My own little princess."

"It's a good thing you have so many little sisters. You're definitely set in the practice department." He joked.

I laughed and started to drive home. When we got there, we played some video games and snacked on junk food. When my mom got home, she instantly started asking me if I found out the gender.

"Yes mom. I know what I'm having." I said calmly, as if I wasn't going to tell her.

"Well?!" She asked.

I looked at her for a little while to add suspense then finally spoke. "I'm having a girl." I said.

Her eyes instantly teared up. "Oh Lou! I'm so happy for you! She is such a lucky little girl." She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tight.

"Thanks mom. I'm excited but also nervous." I replied.

"Nervous? Why?" She asked, her face covered in concern.

"Well depending on how cute she is; I may have my work cut out for me when she's older. I'll have to chase the guys off with a baseball bat." My mom and Zayn both laughed.

"Well, I don't know what the other father looks like, but judging by you and the way your sisters look, I think that assumption is pretty accurate."

I simply nodded while my thoughts drifted to Harry. I pictured bright green eyes, curly brown hair, and dimples. Yeah, no matter what, I was royally screwed.