Too Much// Larry mpreg//

Thirty-five

Limping down the stairs, Louis had a larger smile on his face that matched Harry's. He tried to put himself together once he entered the kitchen. HJ sent him a "pizzas heres" text ten minutes ago. Andi and HJ helped get the little kids pizza. Usually Louis and harry did took care of the littles, but since they were away the two oldest helped out. just because he had ten kids didn't mean that the oldest were parents.  The triplets were eating at the island and the rest of the kids were at the round breakfast table.

Louis sat next to Babe and Harry sat next to him. Dinner was filled with small talk, but mostly Oscar talking about his date tomorrow. Harry was taking the two to a movie then out to eat where Oscar's boyfriend chooses. Atlas, Oscar's boyfriend, came from a rich family. His father was a celebrity lawyer and his mother was a runway model. He was very polite, but it was obvious he was raised by nanny's. Louis had nothing against nanny's, but he couldn't bring himself to get one because he was a stay at home mom. Atlas was tall for his age and had red hair that complainant his coffee brown eyes. He played tennis with Oscar.

"What about your love life H?" Louis asked his oldest. H.J shrugged. He wasn't the one for dating being tied down to one person was his personal hell. Harry and Louis knew HJ was having sex. They knew that trying to prevent their teenage son from sex would only cause more harm then good, so they always let HJ know that if he ever need advice or help they were there. They made sure HJ always had projection and HJ knew all the rules of consent. Louis' worse fear was that HJ was going to get some girl pregnant.

"Not much," HJ took the last bite of his pizza before leaving the kitchen, a cloud of dust lingering over his chair. Louis bit his bottom lip.

"I just hope he's not sleeping around," Harry sighed. He grabbed HJ's plate and put it under his,"heard him talking about 'shaggin' some girl."

Louis tucked a piece of wavey hair behind Babe's ear. The fear of becoming a grandparent soon floated over Louis like a dark rain cloud.

That night Harry was sucking on Louis' breast, like usual. Louis was in deep concentration as he scrolled through amazon. "Birthing pool" spread across the search bar. Louis had officially decided to do a home birth with a team of midwives by his side. After seven pregnancies be was tired of PPD. After every birth he was left feeling empty and that feeling would last until he was pregnant again. With a pattern like that he would never stop having babies. Harry endorsed the home birth ONLY if there was a team of highly trained midwives. Harry was forced to stop feeding when Liam called.

"Ello-"

"Niall is in labor, bringing the kids over now," a panicked voice said over the phone before hanging up. Harry started at his phone for a quick second before looking up at Louis, who still had a tit out.

"Niall is in labor he's bringing the kids here," Harry repeated. Harry got out the bed and his junk hun freely between his legs. Nothing felt more free then sleeping naked. He pulled on a pair of pajama pants before heading down.

Liam and Niall were expecting their third child, a baby boy. The oldest Cain was a few months a older then Leo. Their second child Eliza was five. They were good kids, but only for their parents. After about ten minutes of waiting Liam came busting into the living room with two sleeping kids. Harry grabbed Eliza from Liam's arms and guided him to the guest room. Once the kids were settled Harry patted Liam on his wet back,"good luck man, Louis or I will bring them to you when you guys are ready," and with a hug Liam was out.

When Harry returned to the room Louis has Milo cradled in his arms. Milo had tears in his eyes.

"I want to wear skirts and dresses mama, but'm not gay," he crier into Louis' chest,"no girl wants a boy who dresses like me."

Louis shushed him as he rubbed his back,"baby, gender does not equal clothing and neither does sexuality. Wear what makes you confident."

Harry got on the bed with a frown on his face,"when you were eight or nine you didn't care what people thought. You wore your school's girl uniform with pride. What happened to that Milo?" Harry asked. He watched as two tears raced down Milo's cheek, racing to their death.

"Bullies," the word, barely a whisper, leaked out of Milo's mouth. He definitely didn't mean to say it, but some how the word escaped. Louis was shocked. He has no idea his son was being bullied. He just assumed Milo stopped dressing feminine because he liked dressing masc more.

"Are you still being bullied?" Louis asked. The thick silence answered his question,"baby, what can we do to help?"

Milo didn't mean to say what he did but he word puked all over his parents room,"stop being weird online and stop talking about having so many kids. People at my school see that and I have to pay for it. They won't bully the others, but they bully me," Milo was in hysterics. Milo's words sucker punched him in the gut.

"Milo, we can't help that the media is obsessed with the baby making part of our lives. Trust me, if we could stop we would," Harry tried to reason,"do your siblings stand up for you?"

Milo shook his head.

"Okay, we'll talk to them tomorrow, but right now we should sleep. Do you want to sleep with us?" Harry asked. A nod from Milo was all he needed before the lights were turned off.

Storm James Payne-Horan

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Thought it would be funny to do to Niam's baby what i do for larry's
Babies.