Tongue Tied [larry mpreg] ✓

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Hello to all my readers! I'm very sorry for the lack of writing, Junior year was a bitch and I got a little down in the dumps. But I met someone new, and let me tell you, there is a person out there for you. There is a person who understands everything about you and encourages you to become a better person. 

Anyways, 127k reads??? what the heck??? you guys are amazing !!! thank you so so much <3

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He had started ignoring the phone calls from him; each one making his heart ache a little more. He wasn't sure how to handle this. He trusted him. He had said he changed. 

But, that's what happens. You listen to the lies and get your hopes up, only for it to come crashing around you a few months later. 

His mother had come down to watch the kids and he went to their house on the ocean. He told his mom he needed time to himself and with the kids around, it was making it rather hard to do. She gave him a soft kiss on his cheek and loaded him into his car; she waved him off and hoped he was going to be okay. 

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He arrived at the beach house a few hours later and grabbed a beer. He twisted off the top and kicked off his shoes. He slowly walked over to the sliding doors, he whisked the curtains away to view the shore. 

He took another sip of his beer and sighed, "This is just what I need."

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The curly hair lad sighed loud and slammed his phone down.  He had called 12 times and left 5 voicemails. He didn't want to leave him, he just needed to clear his head. 

His mother had always been hard on him, expecting him to fill a certain model that she had created before he was born. He carded a hand through his hair, gently tugging out any knots that his locks had tangled into. He wanted him and his kids. He loved those kids so damn much, it hurt him. 

It felt like someone had shoved a hand from his stomach into his throat and formed a fist.

A figure slowly slipped out of his bed and started picking their clothes up off the floor. 

"I guess I'll just see myself out?" the voice asked gently. 

"Yeah, that would be great." He replied back, feeling guilt slowly creep into his skin. 

"As much as I love this, You need to go see him. This pouting, booty calling boy is not who I know. Go, go get your guy. You need him," The voice replies, hands on their hips. 

The boy sighs, "It's not that easy." 

"Yes it is, you must not really want it then," The voice replies, shurgs and leaves the naked boy in his bed.