Always [Larry m-preg] ✓

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A month later

It's been a month since I gave birth to the twins. Right now, Tina and I are out shopping for them. Yes, we already have a lot of things but we wanted to get more toys, plus Neveah has started teething so we wanted to get some stuff for Liza.

"Oh this is cute," Tina squealed. It was a white baby sleeper, with a sketch of Winnie the Pooh on it.

"Yea, but I think we have enough sleepers."

"You can never have enough clothes. Especially with babies, you know how much they spit up."

"True," I grabbed it and put it in the trolly. We walked up and down the aisles, looking at the different stuff, we even went by the older kids clothes. "Wow, soon they're gonna be big enough to fit this." I held up a shirt fit for a twelve month old.

"Seems like that'll be so long away."

"Yea,"

We looked around, and I found a few more toys. I got a teething ring and necklace for Neveah, hoping it'll keep her quiet. I also grabbed some baby food for all of us. I often bought everyone stuff and they payed me back, because I have the most time on my hands.

"Hey, can we go get food?"

"Yes, then we're leaving, I miss my babies." I agreed, walking to the checkout.

After buying our items me and Tina set out to the food court, hoping to get some pizza. We did, and got some for Harry as well, because he's been writing his songs all morning, he most likely didn't eat.

We left when we were done eating so I could get home to my babies. I really missed them, and Harry of course. I smiled, thinking about them. My loves.

-/-/-/-

When we walked in the front door, we were instantly hit with three cry's. I could tell two were my twins tired cry and the other must have been Lotties hungry cry.

"Oh good, the twins miss you," Harry day, grabbing my hand and pulling me upstairs. Two days ago, we decided to let the babies sleep in the nursery, because, for one month, they're pretty independent.

I picked Payton up while Harry grabbed Cody. I rocked her, watching as she slowly fell asleep in my arms, which was honestly the best feeling ever.

Then when she was asleep, I put her back in her crib, I turned to Harry who had a now calm Cody in his arms.

"I guess he likes you,"

"Well I'd hope he likes his father." He said, setting the baby back in his crib.

"Can we talk?" I asked nervously. I've had something on my mind for a few weeks and I've been scared to say something.

"Of course. What's wrong?" Harry pulled me to the rocking chair and let me sit on his lap.

"Can...I...well...can. Look, we call you father or papa right?" Harry nodded, "Would it be okay...if I was...mum...?" I asked hesitantly.

"Oh my God Lou of course. You can be whatever you want. I'm just glad your not breaking up with me."

"Never," I giggled, making Harry tickle me. "The babies are in here," I reminded with a giggle.

"Oh I have to tell you something!" Haz grinned, standing up, carrying me with him. He brought me to our room and sat us on the bed. "I've got a gig next week,"

"For your music? Where? When?"

"Yes, the coffee shop down the street was looking for a part time person to play live music. It's perfect." He smiled, making me smile as well. "And I start on Monday."

"Four days."

"Four days to spend with my family," he whispered softly, smiling.