YOU'RE MINE {L.S} BDSM MPREG UNDER HUGE EDITING

•You're Mine (Chapter Sixty Nine)

{EDITED}

[Louis' P.O.V]

The next day.

"Alright why don't you choose a name and I choose one?" Harry asks. We were this time, sitting down in the living room with cupcake.

It was just after lunch. "Okay" I say grinning as he smiles.

"You go first" he says and I nod.

"Um.. Olivia grace Tomlinson-styles" I mumble as I look up to see Harry smiling widely.

"Yes that sounds perfect babe" he grins and squeezes my hands.

"I had Amelia Nicole Tomlinson Styles" he says and I smile.

"They both sound perfect" I whisper as he grins.

"Just like you" he mumbles, leaning over and kissing me. I smile against the kiss and kiss back before we both pull away.

"Less than a month left, unbelievable" Harry mutters as I sigh, nodding.

"Yeah.. How's this whole BDSM thing going to go while the babies are here? Like we can't just leave them alone you know? Not until their a bit older" I say as Harry nods, looking as if his deep in his thoughts.

"Well at times, zayn and Niall have said they've wanted to look after them, so there's one choice, and me and zayns mum are also really close, since we were young and she's willing too look after them at times too" Harry says and I nod.

"Would I be able to meet zayns mum?" I ask as Harry nods, grinning. "Yes of course maybe when we first take them there? Yeah?" He says and I nod happily as he smiles.

"Good, now it's only 2pm, what would you like to do?"

"Anything really, I don't mind" I speak.

"How about we play that game we were playing yesterday?" He asks and I grin.

"Yes! Yes! Teach me" I yell excitedly as he chuckles.

"Alright so basically you have to keep saying for example animals right? So I say an animal and then you say one, you can't repeat any don't stumble over your words no stopping nothing" he says and I grin.

"Your on"

"really? Cuz I always win this game" he says emphasising the word 'always'

"Not with me, let's go you start"

"Little idiot, donkey"

I laugh before quickly saying "monkey"

"Dog" he says.

"Cow" I say.

"Cat" he says.

"Bull" I say.

"Fish" he says.

"Whale" I say.

"Pig" he says.

"Goat" I say.

"Dear" he says.

"Horse" I say.

"Camel" he says.

"Frog" I say. (Harry's a frog)

"Turtle" he says

"Squid" I say.

"I-I"

Ha! I win!" I yell as he groans.

"I hate you" he whines stomping his foot.

I chuckle at his childishness. "Stop acting like a whiny child"

"Oh trust me, I won't be that whiny child in a few months" he says making me scoff.

"Damn right you better not be, I can't deal with 2 whiny babies and a big one too" i joke as he fake gasps.

"You did not just sat that" he says fake crying.

"Oh yes I did" I whisper.

"Oh shut up, c'mom lets go inside-"

I let out a small groan and clutch my stomach, feeling a pain shoot up my stomach.

"Ouch.." I cry out as Harry quickly gets up.

"Lou? Louis what's wrong? Is the a baby coming?!" Harry yells in panic making me somewhat laugh before letting out a small squeak.

"No, no it just hurts really bad" I mumble as he sighs.

"Alright love, I'll help you up and then I'll get you a heating bottle yeah?" He asks and I nod as he helps me up, I let out several groans at the pain but I don't complain.

"Lay down" he says helping me down on the couch.

"I'll get you the hot water bottle and I'll make some of the Yorkshire tea yeah?" He asks and I smile slightly, nodding.

He walks out of the room, coming back after a few minutes with the hot water bottle, and the tea.

"Here lift your head up for a second" he says and I do as said, as he slips In between the couch and my head, before he pushes my head back.

He then lifts my shirt up and places the warm bottle there, but like before the pain doesn't go away, it's still there, and in panic, I start crying making Harry panic.

"Lou? Louis what the f-"

"It hurts! Harry it fucking hurts so bad!" I cry out grabbing the hot water bottle and throwing it across the room.

I watch Harry eyes follow my actions before I sit up, gripping my stomach tightly.

"Lou-"

"Don't fucking Lou me! Not now!" I yell, tears falling down my face.

"Louis I-"

"Their coming" i whisper.

"Who's coming?" Harry asks, dumbfounded.

"The fucking babies?! Who the fuck else?! Just get me to the hospital! Or else you'll be delivering them!" I yell tears fall down my face as another contraction passes through.

"Fuck! It hurts hurry!" I yell at Harry who just stood there.