TomGirl - Larry Stylinson

Twenty Two.

"P-Papa?" Liam gulped. "We uh...we need to talk. Me, you and Lou..."

Louis perked up at the mention of his name and moved over, sitting beside Colton. He laid his petite head on his father's shoulder and sighed, getting comfortable. "What's up?"

"My anxiety," Liam muttered, then bit his lip. "Okay, please don't kill me..."

"Oh boy," Colton groaned. "Don't tell me you're in a gang or something stupid."

Liam swallowed, closing his eyes. Relax, he's letting you marry her. Relax.

"Sophia's pregnant."

Louis' eyes widened and he shot up. "Really?"

Liam nodded.

"Oh my god..." Louis whispered, his hands covering his mouth. "I'm gonna be an uncle...I'm gonna be an uncle!" He squealed and bounced in his seat. "Oh my god, I'm gonna spoil him or her and if you have a boy I can teach him footie -- well I can do that with a girl too, but if you have a girl I can do her nails and take her shopping and--"

"Boo," Colton put his hand on Louis' head. "Calm down."

Louis blinked and let out a long breath as Liam gulped, his brown eyes full of fear as he looked at his father.

"She's pregnant, huh..."

The oldest twin nodded, biting his lip. Louis squirmed in his seat, still squealing and Colton had to cover his mouth so the lad wouldn't scream the news to the neighborhood.

"When did you find out?"

"C-Christmas Eve," Liam whispered. Colton pursed his lips, leaning back and crossed his arms. "She's thinking of aborting or adoption though..."

"Why?" His father and brother asked.

"We're only Sophomores -- actually, I am, she's a Junior. Plus she's moving and I won't be able to see her much."

"But aren't you engaged?" Louis' eyebrows furrow.

"Well, yeah..." Liam bit his lip. "Papa...is it bad that I proposed at seventeen?"

"Nah. Your dad actually suggested adopting when I was sixteen. He was...nineteen or twenty then. We adopted you two when I was eighteen and we got married when you were three."

"How old are you?"

"Louis, that's off topic," Liam spoke. Louis pouted, mumnling, "It was just a simple question," amd Colton sighed.

"How far along is she?"

"Almost two months...she's not showing alot though."

Louis bit his lip.

"I'm not gonna be one of those shit parents who would kick their kids out for expecting," Colton sighed. "But I am...a little disappointed. You're young, you're looking into colleges already. Are you sure you want to raise a family now?"

Liam swallowed, shrugging.

"Go to your girl," Colton nudged his knee with his foot. "Talk to her about this and if you think you're ready, I better be the first one to hold my grandchild in seven months."

Liam chuckled, raising up and kissed his cheek. "Love you, Pops."

"Love you more, kiddo."

Liam grabbed his keys and walked out, getting in his car. Louis looked over at his father, pursing his lips.

"How old are you?"

Colton chuckled, shaking his head. "Thirty five, Lou."

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