Haz and Lou

one breath at a time by thealmightyavocado

↳a sequel for all we can do is keep breathing 

harry styles/louis tomlinson. chaptered. 2/13

“Louis, I know it’s hard, but I need you to focus and tell me exactly what happened, ok? Louis?”

Louis is shaking uncontrollably, his hands, his heart, his mind, nothing is stable, nothing is ok. He feels completely untethered, boundless in time, yet paradoxically his entire life is torturously bound to this very moment. Absolutely nothing he tells his mind serves to calm his racing thoughts, he commands his body to move and his body betrays him, commands lips to speak, but no words form. All Louis can do is blindly stare at the sickeningly heavy blood coating his arms, dripping to his trembling fingers. Tears ceaselessly pour down his cheeks despite how hard he squeezes his eyes shut, trying desperately to calm himself enough to utter a sound. And he can’t breathe, despite all of his failed efforts to catch his wandering breath and gasp a much-needed lungful of oxygen, his diaphragm constricts further still, suffocating him from the inside out.

breathe, breathe, breathe

tracking the length of omar's hair...

just waiting...

for his curls to return to their promise land of peak ✨KING OF LESBIANS✨ energy...

Omar Rudberg

I Think I Found My Way Home by armadillosunset

Words: 11,392 // Rating: Not Rated

Harry knew he had jinxed things the moment he told himself his pregnancy was going along rather easily.

It just took a bit for things to play out.

-x-

Or the double mpreg fic with an old farmhouse, some fortunately unfortunate luck, and a chaotic power-hungry proto-toddler.