Too Much// Larry mpreg//

Fourteen

Nane and Louis were sitting at his island. Their kids all played in the living room with Scott. Harry was at work, like always.

"I think he's cheating," Louis whispered. That was the first time he had ever said out loud. It felt like a stab in the back every time he thought about it,"And I understand why. After six kids my body is hideous. Harry's seen it, and I can tell he hates it," Louis wanted to cry. Louis hadn't lost much weight since having Babe. He lost all of the water weight, but none of the fat. He hated how he looked, but he never found time to exercise. Nane shook her head

"Don't think like that. Louis, you're beautiful, and if Harry is cheating Scott and I will personally beat the shez out of him," she rubbed Louis' shoulder.

Louis nodded,"please," he whispered.

*****

Louis was surprised to see Harry come home in time for dinner. He was even more surprised when he saw he wasn't drunk. Louis was in the middle of setting plates when Harry walked past him and to Babe. She was in a little bouncer on the counter.

"Hey sweet girl," he cooed. He rubbed her soft cheek. She was turning five months in a week. Babe giggled loudly at Harry and grabbed his finger. Louis watched the whole thing.

"Harry," Louis said softly. Harry looked over at Louis than at the food. He ignored Louis and started to make a bowl of chili. He left to go to the living room without saying a word. Louis knew it was his body. Louis made everyone a bowl expect for himself. He could skip tonight. Louis picked up Babe and started to breast feed her. All the kids ate as Louis watched over them. Louis soon got everyone ready for bed and tucked every kid in. While Harry was in the shower Louis grabbed his clothes for tonight. He was going to sleep in the guest room for tonight. He couldn't sleep with Harry tonight. It would be too much. Louis laid down in the cold bed and tried his best to not cry himself to sleep.

Harry walked into his bedroom and noticed Louis was gone. Harry sat on the bed with his head in his hands,"why am I doing this?"

Harry stayed like that for thirty minutes. He thought about how shit of a father he was. How shit of a husband was. He was just a shitty person all together,"why am I doing this?" He asked himself again. Harry had no good reason. It wasn't Louis. Louis was perfect. Louis shouldn't be the one sleeping in the guest room, Harry thought. I deserve to sleep in there. You're a shitty, shitty husband. You deserve to sleep on the fucking streets, you disgusting man. Louis should take your children away from you. You don't deserve them, Harry's thoughts were running wild.

"Mommy?" A small voice came from the door. Harry turned around and saw his son,H.J.

"Mommy isn't in here," Harry said. H.J looked disappointed to see his dad. That hurt Harry,"but I can help you," Harry suggested.

H.J shook his head,"mommy, forgot to read me a story," he said. That was what Harry use to do during bedtime,"mommy is better at it than you are," H.J closed the door.

Harry could you physically feel his heart breaking. He knew this was all his fault. He knew he needed to have a heart to heart with Louis.

Harry feel asleep in a cold, lonely bed.

Harry got up early the next morning and made breakfast. Pancakes. He felt proud of himself as he made a whole box worth. The last meal Harry made  was four months ago when Louis was on bed rest. Louis walked into the kitchen. For a second he believed he was dreaming. Louis rubbed his eyes.

"Harry?" Louis said again. Harry looked back and smiled.

"We need to talk," Was the first thing Harry said.

"We definitely do."

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Hey

This isn't the end of the drama, but you got a little bit of what Harry is going through