War Front Letters (Lilo Mpreg AU) -Watty Award Winner-

Chapter Twenty Four

(Jace is Three Months and three weeks)

Louis was struggling with his messed up sleep pattern, Jace found it appropriate to wake Louis four times a night, and Liam had offered to tend to Jace's needs each time but it was usually for a feed and Louis was the only one who could supply Jace with that: lately they'd been having trouble with him feeding from a bottle, he nuzzles at it for a few minutes before he spits it out and starts to cry and Louis doesn't understand because he'd fed Jace with bottles before.

Louis was stretching his achingly sore body out in his somewhat large bed, the sun peering through the small cracks in the curtains. Louis ran his palms along his eyes as he let out a yawn, his shoulders cracking when he knocked them into the headboard. He flopped his thick blanket off his naked torso and slipped onto his cold feet. His hair was fuzzily falling down over his eyes and his skin was littered in goose bumps from Liam stealing the blankets earlier that night.

He picked up his phone to check the time and found he had nearly eleven text messages from Niall and Harry, Louis didn't quite understand, all he could piece together was the couple must of been having a fight of some sort, and to be honest Niall's texting method hadn't really improved at all.

Louis fumbled around with a t-shirt he was almost certain he'd stretched out when he was pregnant, it had creases around the tummy area but Louis still put it on nonetheless, it was one of his favourite pieces of clothing.

As he wandered downstairs he could hear the recently found giggles from Jace, and he guessed Liam must of had the active baby. Louis was starting to worry slightly because despite Jace's pleading cries at night he is usually a quiet baby. He smiled whenever somebody came over, but very rarely anything else. But now Jace has finally started to find his voice, he laughs and giggles and now he always squeals, usually at the most inconvenient times for one of the lads, usually when they are on the phone, but Louis is happier now.

He stopped at the bottom of the stairs when he saw he had a Facebook message from Eleanor, he was glad they remained good friends, Louis guessed she knew he was gay before he even figured it out himself, but when they broke up the feeling was mutual, they were better off friends anyway.

When he opened the message it was to ask him how he was going, because basically Louis only posted one status about Jace on Facebook but really hasn't kept in contact with the family and friends he needed too. Also attached to the message was a picture of the couples latest ultrasound picture. Liam must of heard him because when looked over Liam was glancing across at the lad as he eagerly typed a reply and attached the most recent picture they took of Jace, which was the day before when Liam was trying to mimic him, it was gorgeous. Louis loved it as a picture.

"Did you get weird text messages from Harry and Niall?" Louis asked, managing to slip down beside Liam, flopping his head down into the younger lads lap. Jace having his tummy time, surprisingly he seems to enjoy it more than Louis expected him too.

"I got phone calls as well as text messages, basically what woke me up this morning" Liam stated, threading his fingers lightly through Louis' mountain of untameable hair, it was beyond crazy. He flopped his phone down and rubbed his eyes again. He was still tired from the countless times he'd been up the previous night.

"Did you understand any of it?" Louis questioned, dancing his fingers down Jace's back whilst the other played with the hem of Liam's tacky shirt.

"Niall is pissed off. They wanna buy a new house and they are in dispute on which they like better, they have been fighting all week and Harry has left, he wanted to know if he'd come here. To be honest I think at least one of those lads hormones are out of wack. But anyway, Jace has been super active this morning."