Harry's P.O.V

"Oh my god! Louis!" I looked up as I saw my mom and Jay rush into the room. I had the hospital call them both and had Liam pay for their flights out here.

"Sweetheart. What happened?!" My mom asked me grabbing my face.

I couldn't help it. I began to sob violently. My mom just held me and rubbed my back as I cried. When I saw Jay crying as well, I left my mom and went over to her. She looked at me with tear filled eyes and wrapped her arms around me. We spent the next half hour just crying together and trying to convince ourselves and each other that he would pull through this.

When our tears finally dried up, it was time to talk.

"Harry. Can you tell us what happened now?" My mom asked softly.

I nodded. "I was... um... I was coming out of a meet and greet. I saw Louis in the hallway kissing some guy." I said sadly. "We got into an argument and I told him to leave." I could feel the tears start to build again. "Th-then I was on stage and a group of fans got my attention. They showed me pictures of the accident." I couldn't help but start to cry again.

"Shh. Relax honey. It's okay." My mom whispered as she tried to calm me down.

I took a deep breath and then began to speak again. "When I got here, he was in surgery. Apparently he was pregnant and went into labor. We didn't know! He didn't look pregnant. He didn't act pregnant besides for maybe that stomach bug he had over Christmas."

"Wait what?!" Jay asked shocked. "Louis had another baby?!"

I nodded. "It's a boy. He is fine, just in the NICU because there was no prenatal care." I whispered. My mom and Jay both looked at me shocked. "I will take you both to see him when we're done talking."

"Okay dear." Jay said. "So go on."

I sighed. "I saw them take the baby out of Louis's stomach as I walked in. I froze. I was in shock. I didn't know he was pregnant." I explained. "But then he started having a seizure. I got pulled from the room and had to wait hours until they told me what was going on." I stopped for a minute to keep myself calm. "Apparently the accident caused a brain bleed. He had brain surgery to repair it, but now he is in a coma and the doctors aren't sure when he is going to wake up." I finished.

Jay was crying again, hearing about her son needing brain surgery and now being in a coma. Seeing her cry, I began to cry again as well.

"Oh Harry. He will be fine. Louis is tough." She said to me.

I cried more. "He has to be okay." I sobbed. "This is all my fault. I yelled at him. I was so angry and I screamed at him and I told him to leave."

"No." My mom said softly. "This is not your fault Harry. This is no one's fault. You can't blame yourself for this."

"She's right Haz." Jay told me. "This isn't your fault. You didn't do this. You would never wish for this for him."

We talked a little bit more and when the doctor came in to check on Louis, he said he was going to take him for a couple of tests to check his brain activity. I decided this would be a good time to take my mom and Jay to meet the baby.

We walked down the hallway and to the NICU. I pressed the button and they buzzed me in. I showed them how we need to wash our hands and put the gown on before you can enter. They did as I showed them and we walked over to my son's little crib.

He was awake this time. Little dark blue eyes looking up at us.

"Oh my god." Jay breathed. "He looks just like Louis."

My mom and I nodded in agreement. "We have a grandson." My mom said to Jay in disbelief. They both smiled and stared at the baby in awe.

"What is his name?" My mom asked me.

"He doesn't have one yet." I responded. "I don't want to name him without Louis."

Just then, the neonatologist came over.

"Hello Mr. Styles." He greeted me. "I just wanted to let you know that he is doing fantastically. He is completely healthy. At this point, the only reason we are keeping him in here is so that you can be by Mr. Tomlinson's side without having to worry about the baby."

"Thank you." I told him. "That is very kind of you and really helpful."

"It is our pleasure Mr. Styles." He replied.

"Please, call me Harry."

"Harry." He confirmed. "Are there any questions you have for me?"

I shook my head, not thinking of anything, but Jay spoke up.

"How is it that Louis didn't know he was pregnant? I mean he didn't look like he was. When he had his daughter, it was very clear he was pregnant."

"Well, when the c section was performed, the baby was residing much closer to Louis's back than his front. That could have made it so a baby bump wasn't visible." He explained. "I'm sure he may have had other symptoms but with male pregnancy not having an indicator such as a missed period, it could have been easy to go without notice." Jay nodded and thanked the doctor for his explanation.

When I got back to Louis's room later that day, the doctor came in and told me the results of his test.

"There is still brain function, which is a good thing. He is not brain dead." He explained. "However, he doesn't yet show any signs of waking up. This could be because his body needs time to recover. I wouldn't give up hope though. Talk to him. I'm sure he can hear you."

So that is what I did. I talked to him for hours, telling him what was going on and how much everyone is rooting for him.

I knew that I had to be the strong one right now, because Louis wasn't able to. I knew he wouldn't want Kayden to see him this way, so I had Gemma and Lou take her to Disney World. I sent multiple security guards with them and told them to be as careful as possible.

A few days later, Liam came to me at the hospital and looked very distraught. I was sitting with Louis so I knew it wasn't something involving his health, but his look worried me.

"What's wrong?" I asked him.

"There is something I need to show you." He replied. I followed him into a conference room within the hospital, and he pulled up a video and put it on the projector. It was the video camera footage from the stadium.

"What's this?" I questioned.

"Just watch." He replied.

He pressed play and it showed Louis walking the guy who he cheated on me with to the bathroom. There is no audio but you can see lips moving indicating they were talking. The guy seems to ask Louis something and he nods and waits outside the bathroom while the guy went inside. A few minutes later the guy comes back out. You see him come back out and say something to Louis. Lou tries to walk away but the guy grabs his arm to stop him. I watch as Louis looks uncomfortable in the video, and then it happens. The guy leans forward and presses his lips to Louis's.

Not even two seconds later, they pull away startled and I see myself come into the frame. I must have caught them just as he kissed him. Now that I'm not angry, I can see how terrified and upset Louis looked. Meanwhile, I'm just being an asshole and refusing to listen to him. I watch the video as he runs away and grabs the car keys, leaving the stadium sobbing.

"Oh my god." I breathed. "He was telling the truth."

Liam nodded sadly. "I found out he was a guy hired by Perez Hilton. He was told to kiss Louis in order to stir up some drama in your relationship for good media." He said. "But now that Louis is in the ICU, Perez isn't posting it. He also went on to apologize, but I really don't think that's worth repeating."

I felt myself begin to cry. I thought my tear ducts would be empty by now, but apparently not.

"I should have listened to him Li. I should have listened!" I sobbed.

"Yeah, but H. You reacted as any normal person would seeing that." He tried to reason with me.

I shook my head. "I should have known Louis would never do that to me. I flipped out and now he might die. He might die and the last thing I said to him was to fucking leave!" I shouted.

This was a nightmare. My absolute worst nightmare. I might lose the love of my life and father of my two children because I was too angry to listen. Kayden will hate me and our son will never know his dad. The thoughts became overwhelming and I wretched violently, spilling the contents of my stomach into the garbage can.

"H." Liam said calmly, getting my attention once I stopped vomiting. "He will be okay. You have to believe that."

I was still crying but nodded. Just then, something hit me. "Cancel the tour." I told him. "Postpone it all until further notice. I am not leaving his side."

"Already been taken care of mate." He replied. I couldn't ask for a better manager or friend.

He stayed with me for a little while longer, trying to make me feel better. After I was done, we went back to Louis's room. Upon entering, I noticed he was still lying there lifeless, but the machine that was breathing for him was no longer connected.

"No." I said brokenly. "No. No. No. He can't be dead. He can't be. I was only gone for an hour!" I sobbed again.

"No. Harry, no." Jay said quickly. "This is good. He is breathing on his own."

I stopped freaking out for a second to look at the monitor that showed his heartbeat.

"She's right." The doctor said from behind me. I turned around to look at him and he walked around me and over to Louis. "While you were gone, he started to breathe over the tube. We took that as an indication that he didn't need the ventilator anymore so we took it out. So far, he has been breathing on his own for a half hour. This is really good." He explained.

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. "So what does this mean?" I asked.

"Well, it's a step in the right direction. We will wait to see what happens still. There is no indication of him waking up any time soon, but at least it is a step." He said hopefully.

I thanked him and took my seat back at Louis' side.

"How is the wedding planning going?" I asked my mom and Jay.

They looked at each other and then looked at me sympathetically.

"Well, we stopped planning it for now because we don't know what is going to happen." My mom replied.

I felt my heart drop. "No. You have the plan the wedding." I began to panic. "You have to keep planning it so he can wake up and we can get married. You have to. Please don't give up on him. I need him. He will wake up. He has to!"

My mom instantly ran over and wrapped her arms around me. "Okay baby. Okay. We will plan the wedding." She whispered, but it was too late. My panic attack had already started and I had to ride it out.

"Why isn't he awake yet?!" I asked the doctor impatiently.

Jay and I are currently in a meeting with the doctors who are in charge of Louis's care.

"Mr. Styles, we don't exactly know. He is breathing on his own, his brain is functioning, and his body is digesting the food that we give him." He said cautiously. "His body may just not feel ready to wake up yet."

I sighed frustrated. "I just want my fiancé back!" I said out loud to no one. "I just want him to wake up so I can tell him how sorry I am and how much I love him." I began to cry. "I just want my Louis."

The doctors looked at my sympathetically while Jay rubbed my back to calm me down, though she was just as upset.

"Is there anything we can do to try to help him wake up?" She asked sadly.

"I'm not really sure Mrs. Deakin. You both have been talking to him and being there for him, so that shows he has support. I don't really know what else you could do." He answered.

Just then, an idea hit me. I had read something about it one day while I was bored on the tour bus.

"The baby." I whispered. The doctors looked at me questioningly. "What about the baby? What if we do put him skin to skin on Louis's chest? They say it does wonders for a baby's development, maybe it will do wonders for Louis too." I suggested.

They glanced at each other as if considering it.

"Well" the one spoke. "The baby is completely healthy, so I don't see the harm in trying."

I smiled brightly. We all decided to bring the baby into Louis's room at 6:00pm. He eats at 5:00 so this would give him time to digest and maybe be ready to play a little. The sounds of the baby may stimulate his brain. I knew I shouldn't get my hopes up, but I couldn't help it.

When it came time to bring the baby into Louis's room, I went down to the NICU to help get him.

"Hey little man." I said softly. "You're going to meet your daddy now." He cooed at me. "Yeah. He is sleeping right now, but we're hoping that you'll wake him up."

The doctors glanced at each other as if the chances were slim but they didn't say anything. We reached the room and went inside. My mom and Jay stood off to the side and watched as the one doctor unbuttoned the gown and slid it down. I undressed my son and carried him over to Louis. The doctor took him and laid him down on Louis's chest.

We waited for a little while for something to happen, however nothing was changing. I could feel my hopes drop with every minute that passed. Our son looked very content and even fell asleep on Louis. Unfortunately, that is the only thing that happened.

After an hour, the doctors were about to take the baby back to the NICU when I stopped them.

"Can I keep him in here for a little bit? So I don't have to choose between the two." I asked. "I'll bring him back to the NICU before I go to sleep."

They all glanced at one another and nodded. I took my son back from the doctor and sat down in the chair as they left. My mom and Jay could tell that I was disappointed but they didn't say anything. They were clearly disappointed as well.

I held the baby while he slept for a good hour in my arms. When he woke up, he started to cry. I got up and looked in the cart they wheeled him in on. I found a bottle of formula and began to open it and put the nipple on. I put the bottle in his mouth and began to feed him. Suddenly, I heard something that made my heart speed up.

"H-Harry."

I whipped my head around to look at Louis, just in time to see him slowly trying to open his eyes.