Together (Sick and Hurt Liam ALTERNATE ENDING MPREG) (Discontinued)

Looming Overhead

Triplets 1 year Pregnancy 6 months

Liam's POV

Zayn and Harry are frantic.

I begin my morning with the sound of unfamiliar voices outside my bedroom door. Harry sits on the bed beside me texting away on his phone, his hair wet and only in a pair of boxers. His teeth are biting at his lip as his fingers move quickly along the keys.

"What's going on?" I ask rolling onto my side. I snuggle up against his side my hand resting on his bare leg.

"A little chaos, Zayn got a text last night that threatened you. He called the cops an hour ago and is talking to them now out in the kitchen. The triplets are still asleep, it's still early with it being only 7:00. You can go back to sleep, love," he smiles at me even though this not quite meet his eyes. The concern in his green eyes makes my stomach turn in worry. He's terrified of what may happen to me.

"It's going to be okay Hazza. I'll be fine, I have you and Zayn here. You both will watch over me, not to mention the other lads or Paddy," I try to assure him as he stretches his legs out allowing me to nuzzle in closer to him. My head resting now against his side.

"That hasn't stopped this guy before. We pretty much know it's the triplets biological father, he won't leave you alone. He has this horrible obsession with you, hell he has raped you and held you captive for a month and I was forced to watch. Liam, I'm terrified," he replies his hands reaching down to cradle my face as tears begin to run down his cheeks.

"I know, and I'm scared too, but I will not let this ruin our day. We'll stay inside. We'll spend the day spending time with the babies, maybe have Niall and Louis over to start getting ideas for some new music for the album. We could make cookies or start some kind of art project with the babies. We'll do something to keep all of our minds off this. It's going to be okay, Haz. Before we do anything though I have to pee," I confess with a blush before giving him a peck on the cheek. I manage to get up out of bed without Harry's help and waddle off to the bathroom that is connected to our bedroom to do my business.
"I still don't like it Liam. He could easily hurt you with you being so heavily pregnant and you wouldn't be able to defend yourself. We may not have to leave today, but what happens when we do leave. He could snatch you away from us when nobody is looking," Harry continues entering the bathroom just as I finish up my business.
"I'll stick by your sides. It'll be okay. I'm going to get dressed and then we're going to go get the babies for they will be up any moment now. You should get some clothes on too especially if there are cops out there," I remind him blushing as I take in his mostly naked form. He doesn't have the body of a body builder, but he does have the body of a musician. His skin is covered in so many different tattoos and I love that little bit of hair that is around his belly button. I love all four of his cute little nipples and the hickey on his neck forces me to imagine last night and the taste of him skin as I sucked at him well he washed me.
"Liam, don't forget the cops out there. Kind of a naughty time to think about sex, love," he laughs making me blush. I toss him a pair of his jeans wanting him covered up NOW or I might find myself carrying about the cops outside... Stupid hormones.

I tug on a pair of stretchy band black shorts, and a t-shirt that reads babies on bladder where is the bathroom, it was Louis' idea of a joke. He loves buying me all kinds of silly pregnancy shirts. I have at least 15 different ones all from him. He finds them absolutely amazing. I just wear them, because they fit and occasionally make me giggle.
Once dressed Harry opens the door for me allowing me to lead the way out into the hall and living room. In the kitchen Zayn is talking to two men in police uniforms and one in a suit with a badge at his waist along with a gun.
I hesitate in the living room not feeling so comfortable in just strolling into the kitchen with the strangers here. I have learned through both my pregnancies that sometimes some people just don't have the best reaction to seeing a pregnant man in real life.
Harry grabs my hand  tugging me along with him to the kitchen giving the police officers in our dining room a chirpy good morning in greeting.
"I made blueberry muffins the other day, do you want one?" Harry asks as I peek into cupboards looking for something to eat and am pleasantly surprised to find that they are stocked.
"Sounds yummy. I'll take two of those," I reply as I grab a fruit cup from the fridge along with the milk. I pure myself a glass of milk and grab a spoon from the drawer before plopping myself down in one of the stools as I eat my breakfast. Harry gives me a plate with two blueberry muffins that make my mouth practically water.
"You should get some protein as well. I read that you should have protein always in the morning, it gives you more energy for the rest of the day. Do you want some sausage or bacon?" Harry asks as he picks at a muffin of his own.
"Sausage, bacon sounds nasty," I reply scrunching my nose up in distaste. The simple idea of it makes me feel queasy.
"Okay, do you want some ketchup with it?" he asks making me actually gag.
"No, that just sounds disgusting. Ketchup... ugh..." I reply as I move onto my second muffin.
"You're just having one of those, aren't you?" he chuckles as he places some sausage in a pan.
"Yeah, one of those days when nothing sounds good... these blueberry muffins though are AMAZING," I reply as I try to snatch a part of Harry's as well, seeing as I finished my second one.
"Get out of here, this one is mine sticky fingers," He laughs shooing my hand away and taking his muffin.
"Fine, but make sure you make enough sausage for the babies and Zayn as well," I reply licking my fingers before getting down from my seat just as the familiar cries of my babies can be heard over the baby monitor.
I waffle back into the nursery where Alex is standing up screaming, Ally is just laying there looking up at the stars from the nightlight on the ceiling and Ian is standing up whimpering.
"Good morning sweethearts," I give them all a kiss on the cheek before picking up Alex seeing as he is the one making most of the commotion. I lay him down on the changing table quickly getting him all cleaned up before placing him on the floor in only his diaper. I grab some of the toys out of the toy box for him to play with while I change Ian and Ally's diapers.
Ian has leaked through his diaper soaking his bedding and PJs. I pick him up carrying him to the changing table. I find why it was leaking so badly. His diaper is FULL. He took a major poo. I quickly change his diaper wrapping it in a plastic bag to take care of right away for it smells so bad. After cleaning him up I take off all of his bedding for washing before getting Ally all cleaned up which was no hassle at all.
I bag all three diapers before slipping out with the bedding in my arms as well. I head into the laundry room tossing the sheets into the washer before placing plastic bag in the large garbage bag that is waiting to be taken out after the party last night.
I hurry back to the nursery and already Ally has found her plush Tinkerbell dolls in the cloth drawers and is going back and fourth between eating Fawn's head and shaking Tinkerbell. Alex is waiting for me by the door which makes me almost hit him with it. Luckily I didn't just swing the door open willy nilly. He is trying to get out into the rest of the house to explore.
"Out, Da," he pouts pointing at the door as I carry him back into the main part of the room as I grab some clothes for all three of them from the closet.
"You can't go out there in only your diaper silly," I laugh kissing his head as he snuggles up against me. I grab them all a little onesie not really paying attention to what is on them. I just put them on the three of them with no problem aside from Ally not wanting to put Tinkerbell down long enough to get her arm in the outfit.
"Breakfast is ready, are our little munchkins?" Harry asks peeking in the door.
"Yup and we'll have to do laundry. Somebody had a little too full diaper. Also we'll have to take out the trash we had some extra smelly diapers and all that garbage from the party," I remind him as he picks Ian up giving him kisses and also grabs Ally leaving me only to carry Alex.
"Alright sounds like a plan. We'll do the laundry from the little vacation as well. The police are still out there, I don't know what's going on. I've been too intimated to go ask. That one looks like he wants to either shoot me, arrest me or throttle me. Either way I really don't want to go anywhere near him," Harry whispers making me laugh.
We settle the babies into their high chairs before starting the task of getting them all breakfast. Ian would take nothing, but the Batman plate, sippey cup and spoon. Alex was the same, but only with the Avengers. Ally didn't care that her sippey had the Tinkerbell top and bottom was princesses. Nor did she care that her plate was Scooby well her spoon was SpongeBob she was just happy with the muffin and sausage link.
"Mr. Payne, I am Detective Crawford. May I ask you a couple of questions?" the man in the suit asks entering the kitchen with Zayn and the police officers.
"Sure, as long as you don't mind me also feeding my babies," I reply as I put another bite of sausage into a distracted Alex's mouth. He is busily mushing his muffin while also showing a fist full of it into his mouth.
"That is fine. Has Richard made any attempts to contact you in the past couple of months?" he asks me watching me with a neutral expression.
"No, he contacted us when I first got pregnant for the second time. We believe it was he or one of the others that are involved with him that put something in both my and Harry's drinks that night. Other than that we have had no other contact from him or Dr. Lance. Last I heard Lisa was in jail," I reply brushing off some of the muffin crumbs that are now on me after I finish getting Alex to eat the rest of his sausage leaving him to play with muffin.
"Have you made any attempts to contact any of them?"
"No, why would I want to contact my rapist?" I ask in shock.
"Sorry, I have to ask. When are your babies due?"
"In four or five months. No offense, but what does this have to do with my rapist threatening me through texting my boyfriend?" I ask getting offended.
"Four or five months? I thought you were six months pregnant, which would make you due in three months," the detective says writing something down in his note pad.
"My pregnancy this time a round is suppose to be slightly longer... why are you asking me this?"
"Is Zayn Malik or Harry Styles your boyfriend?" he asks ignoring my question.
"Both."

"Was Mr. Malik drunk when he had sex with you the week your babies were conceived?"
"Yes, but why are you asking this?"
"Was the sex consensual?"
"What does these questions have to do with anything?" Zayn asks stepping in.
"We are also investigating a tip that Liam may have been raped that night and involved in an abusive relationship with Mr. Malik. It seems Liam is experiencing symptoms of confusion and is getting defensive. He has been trembling since Zayn entered the room. There also have been witnesses that said that during your first pregnancy Mr. Malik hit you. Is this correct?" the detective asks.
"He did, but it was an accident. He isn't abusive to Liam. I wouldn't stand by and let that happen if he was. Liam is only shaking now because he is being questioned by you like some criminal," Harry steps in his green eyes narrowing.
"Liam, you did not answer our question, before Zayn got defensive. Was the sex consensual?" the detective repeats making my heart sink. I wrap my arms around myself feeling insecure under his stare.
I glance over at Zayn noting that he is pale and his eyes are wide. He knows just as well as I do that the sex wasn't really consensual. He HAD forced himself on me, and it had been technically rape. I had just stopped fighting him after a while. I can't say that to the police though, they could arrest him. It had been a mistake and I love him, it wasn't like abusive or anything.
"Y-Yes it was. He didn't do anything wrong. He's a great boyfriend a-and I love him," I babble tears filling my eyes feeling intimated.
"Just because you love him doesn't mean you should protect him. I'm going to leave my card with you. I would also like to talk to you at some point Mr. Styles," the detective says before heading out the door with both the police officers.
"What the hell was that?" Harry asks furious at what just happened.
"Somebody asked that detective to poke around. The way he talked to me was like I was some criminal. He pissed me off. It felt like he was mostly here to poke around in our lives and not to find out where the hell the actual rapist is," Zayn snaps his jaw set.
"How did he even find out that the sex wasn't exactly willing? The only ones that know is us, Louis and Niall. Neither one of them would say anything," Harry replies as Zayn comes over to me wrapping his arms around as I tremble from all of it.
"Somebody said something to somebody other wise that guy wouldn't be poking around. He showed up halfway through my explanation of this text to the police officers then that guy showed up," Zayn replies nuzzling my neck with his nose.
"H-He made me feel like I was stupid or something. I don't like it," I reply cuddling into Zayn's embrace.
"I wonder if Ruth and Nicola found out somehow. They're aching to find any reason to take the babies and you from us or us from you. If they can prove that it was rape, Zayn could go to jail. Imagine if they managed to warp things around to make Liam sound like the person that won't leave an abusive relationship? If it is them they'll also find something that I said or did that was wrong. My guess is that man was not a detective, but a private investigator that took advantage of the police showing up here. If it is Ruth and Nicola then we're going to have to watch our steps the next couple months," Harry replies as he finishes up helping Ian with his breakfast.
"Why can't they just leave me alone?" I ask breaking down in full blown sobs now. Hating how my sisters are always working so hard to sabotage my life.
Zayn just holds me tightly kissing my neck gently while trying to comfort me. I can feel the tremors from him forcing me to notice that he too is crying, fearing that if my sisters pull the right strings he could face jail time.
"They wouldn't be able to arrest you Zayn. There is no evidence. It's just your word against theirs. You're safe, even if it were to go to court any lawyer would be able to prove they're case is nothing. Most rape cases rely on rape kits and the victim's testimony. There is no rape kit and I don't think Liam will be testifying that you raped him when he even admitted there was some consent later on in the sex. The Payne sisters will lose over and over again," Harry tries to assure Zayn.
"Maybe, but they could leak this to the press. Then CPS will get involved and make sure the babies nor Liam live with me. The press would label me a rapist and it would be something that would never escape me. Perrie could tell people I was some jerk to her or say she saw me do something to Liam or her. She's mad enough to do it," Zayn replies putting out the flame of hope I did have.
"Well I don't care. I am not letting my sisters ruin our day nor the bastard that thinks he owns me. We are going to lock the doors, close all the drapes and spend the day together as a family. Watch some movies, make some cookies, work on an art project, get some chores done and cuddle. None of this crap," I reply sternly not wanting anybody to get to me, especially not the people that seem to have made it their life goal to destroy mine.
"Sounds good to me, Li. I'll take out that trash and start the laundry," Zayn agree kissing my lips gently before hurrying off to begin some simple chores.
"I'll do dishes. You take the triplets into the living room to play with them and relax. Then we'll find some Disney movie to watch for a little bit," Harry agree as he collects the plates.

This allows me to relax enough to take the babies out to the living room to play and spend the rest of the day joking and enjoying the time together even though there seems to be a dark cloud looming just outside our door.