Little Heartbeat || Larry Stylinson mpreg

XXIII

Louis is woken up unceremoniously by a grumpy Harry. He shakes his head to fight the grogginess and rubs the sleep out of his eyes. He checks the time on the nightstand. It's 3:20 am. He irritably questions Harry as to what he wants.

"Reese's" he says bluntly. Louis looks confused and asks Harry to repeat himself which he does at a higher decibel. Louis still looks extremely confused so Harry takes up the task to explain it to him. Louis takes a deep breath, looking at Harry completely unamused.

"You want me to go out in at half past three in a foreign country to get you chocolate?" He asks and Harry nods, his curls flopping about his face.

"Harry Edward Styles." Louis says slowly taking a deep breath. "You better be glad you're pregnant or else.." He threatens getting out of bed. Harry chuckles, flashing Louis an innocent smile. "Wipe that smile off your face. And god help me if you're asleep when I come back." Louis warns sliding his feet into his slippers and grabbing his phone from the bedside table

"I love you!" he calls out to him as Louis leaves. Louis comes back half an hour later with a bag of goodies only to find Harry starfished on the bed, asleep, phone on his chest. Louis sighs fondly setting the bag of chocolate on their bedside table and trying to quietly get into bed. His plan fails when Harry sits up in bed. "Where's my chocolate?" he demands eyes wild.

Louis laughs and hands over the bag. "It's here babe, calm down."

"Don't you dare tell me to calm down, just give me the chocolate, you absolute moron." Harry snaps, shoving his hand into the bag and pulling out the orange bag.

"Alright, I'm sorry, can we be a little quieter though, I really don't want to wake the little ones, mum will have my head." he said softly. Harry immediately calms down at the mention of the babies, nodding and settling against Louis.

"Thank you for getting me chocolate at literally half past three, I love you." he says softly pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek.

Louis melts at that. "Of course, couldn't let my little princess go hungry." he says rubbing Harry's belly gently.

"What are we doing tomorrow?" Harry asks as he bites into the second peanut butter cup.

"Tomorrow? Well I was thinking we could go do some gift shopping for the little ones?" he suggests

"Oh yeah, that sounds fun. I know Daisy really likes trains." Harry says.

"Oh she loves trains. It's not even about like playing with them. Last year I got her an encyclopedia on trains and she teared up, it was so cute." Louis laughs and Harry coos fondly.

"Alright we should do that. What about ice skating?" Harry suggests excitedly.

"Darling, I don't trust you on your own two feet. What makes you think I'd trust you to balance yourself on slippery ice wearing nothing but two blades on your feet? We can't hurt the little one yes?" he says and Harry looks proper pissed but agrees regardless. "We'll figure out what else we wanna do once we're done shopping yes. That in itself will be pretty tiring." he says and Harry agrees.

"Now with your permission baby, maybe we can go back to sleep, yes?" he asks Harry fondly kissing his forehead. Harry agrees lying down, Louis wraps his arms around his waist and lies down.

Louis wakes up the next morning when he feels someone jumping on their bed. Louis opens one eye. "Phoebe?" he croaks out, smushing his face into the pillow. He rubs his left heel over his right foot and sees the girl grinning at him

"Mum sent me to wake you for breakfast. Harry's been helping her all morning." she says. Louis sighs and sits up. "Thanks Pheebs. I'll be there in 20 minutes." he tells her getting out of bed and stretching onto the balls of his feet. He walks into the shower and quickly washes up, brushing his teeth and everything, making his way downstairs in sweatpants and one of Harry's tees.