It's the end of August and as months passed by, they got closer and closer to the birth of the twins, who were supposed to be born on October 28. Or at least that week.And as months passed by, Louis' stomach has grown and grown, to make space for the fastly growing bundles. From being as big as poppy seed, to grape, to lime, to apple and bigger, they had surely been growing, and were now even able to hear their parents, which they react to with little kicks.
Harry was over the moon with all the new things happening. He just loves touching his lover at all times, especially keeping a hand on the side of his stomach. He even made a ritual out of kissing the belly every night and morning, making sure to talk to the babies or sing to them as much as possible. The doctor had said it is best to communicate a lot with them, to develop their hearing better, and Harry took that very serious.
Louis, though he was very excited to see his babies soon, was not so over the moon with all the new things happening to his body. How could be? All that changes is that he gets fatter every day. His belly keeps growing and growing, he cannot even see his feet anymore, can't bend to help Robin or stand up on his own.
Most of all, he can't even look in the mirror anymore, disgusted with what he sees. His refection makes his hairs stand on edge and makes tears spring to his eyes.
It all started with not fitting into a pair of joggers. Joggers, for God's sake. Things that stretch and should fit every bodytype. From there it went down hill, with t-shirts and shorts not fitting and even his favourite sweater, one he stole from Harry when they didn't live together yet, was fitting tight around his waist.
No matter how many times Harry said he is the most beautiful person in the world, that he falls in love with him every single day, even and especially when carrying his childeren, he had a hard time believing the man.
And even when Robin says he looks pretty, he can't help but sadly shake his head with a pained smile.
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Louis woke up that morning in an empty and cold bed. Sunshine hitting his face, which made him squeeze his eyes shut for a second, his hands going down to hold his stomach. A habit he's gotten over the months.
Wrong body imagine or not, he still loved his unbord childeren to the moon and back and would check on them every morning and smile when one of them kicked to make sure he knew they were awake.
That lonely morning, when he opened his eyes again, this time letting them adjust to the lighting, he found a folded piece of paper on the pillow next to his. Harry's.
"Hello, my love
I hope you slept well and found this letter,
Today is all about you, so just follow the letters throughout the day.
First stop: bathroom. There you'll find a lovely cup of your favourite, Yorkshire, that is, on the edge of the tub.
I know you love bubble baths.
Enjoy, but be quick, the water should still be warm now!
All the love,
H."•••
"Hey, love.
Enjoyed your bath? Tea alright?
Now let's get cozy:
Here is a new pyjama set, I bought it because it reminded me of your eyes, but it is very soft as well.
After putting it on, just go downstairs, yiu must be hungry by now.
All the love,
H."•••
"Hi, baby
I hope you liked the food, waffles are usually your favourite and what can one do wrong with some berries?
Need a moment to relax after food?
Go to the living room, Moana will be waiting for you.
All the love,
H.••••••
Hello everybody!
Double update because yall deserve it! It is still very short but there will be a second part for this date day!
So next chapter should be up by tomorrow or at least Monday. (If I fail to do so princessblou may kick me in my imaginairy balls)
Hope you liked this chapter!
- What should happen before the delivery?
- How many chapters should there still come between this and the delivery?X Emma
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FanfictionI love you, always. But I just can't have a child right now, Lou. We're both so young. • Larry Stylinson • © larry_smilinson