Daddy Cool *larry au* (mpreg)

Epilogue 1/3

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"Louis Tomlinson, I swear to God," Harry says as he watches Louis scroll through his music and stop at Hypnotize. Louis huffs and scrolls right past it, deciding to turn on Moana to please the girls. He smiles adoringly when Katie starts to cheer from the back seat.

"How long is the drive to Nan's?" Emily asks, taking her earbuds out so she can listen to one of her fathers answer.

"Thirty minutes," Harry replies. Emily just nods and puts her earbuds back in. Katie is doodling on a whiteboard while Nathaniel is playing with tiny toy cars he had gotten for his first birthday.

"Daddy!" Nathaniel shrieks suddenly. Louis turns his head to look back at Nathaniel (they hadn't started driving yet). "I got joke!"

"What is it, buddy?" Louis asks, turning his head and starting to pull out of the driveway. Nathaniel smiles.

"Why'd duck cross the road?" Nathaniel asks, and thankfully no one corrects him to tell him it's a chicken. Neither Louis or Harry are up for any temper tantrums.

"I don't know, Nathaniel," Louis says, and he and Harry look at each other and smile.

"To get to other side!" Nathaniel exclaims before laughing almost hysterically. Louis and Harry both laugh over-dramatically to satisfy Nathaniel.

And then it's quiet for a while, Moana playing in the background as Harry just sits and looks out the window. Louis glances over to him. "Do you feel okay?"

Harry nods, looking down at his belly. He'd never felt so fat, honestly, no matter how many times Louis had assured him it was natural to be bigger with twins and that he looked beautiful. He was pretty huge, though, and he still technically had six weeks to go.

"I'm fine," He assures, rubbing his eyes. "Just a bit tired, 's all. I feel bad, but I think I'll have to take a nap when I get to my Mum's."

"Don't feel bad," Louis assures. "She'll understand. Make sure you take some water with you."

The doctor had suggested a lot of rest and water when it came to being pregnant with twins. Louis obeyed everything the doctor said, always making sure Harry was relaxed and as comfortable as possible. Nathaniel was easy, so the two of them figured this would be pretty easy too.

They were wrong.

Lots of nights were spent staying up late, Harry sobbing into Louis because he was in so much pain. Louis would cry because Harry was hurting and it was so hard to watch.

Harry's made it this far, though, and Louis is proud. He knows it must be hard, just living everyday with his belly so heavy and his legs cramping and feet swollen.

"It kind of hurts, Lou," He admits, squirming a little before looking over to Louis. Louis reaches over and squeezes Harry's thigh as the younger one bites his lip. "Like pre-labour."

"Okay, okay, babe," Louis coos soothingly, although he's panicking just a bit. "Do you want to turn around and wait it out at home?"

Harry shakes his head. "'S fine," He assures softly. "I want to see my Mum."

Louis nods, giving Harry's thigh another sleeve. "Okay, H, whatever you want. Whatever you need to do, love, I'll have your back."