Too Much// Larry mpreg//

Nineteen

3 months later

Louis stood by the front door his hand placed on top of his seven month belly. It was nearly midnight He wouldn't be able to stand for much longer. Harry came busting through the door. He didn't even say hi to Louis. His lips went straight to Louis'. Louis wrapped his arms around Harry's neck.

Harry placed his hands on Louis' seven months bump. They finally pulled away,"You're glowing," Harry kissed his lips once more. The taste of pickles lingered on Louis' mouth. Harry pulled away.

"That's all because of your sons," Louis rested his head on Harry's chest,"now let's go to bed," Louis was extremely tried. Being pregnant with twins and taking care of six kids was starting to take a strain on Louis. You could tell. He had dark blue bags under his eyes. He looked exhausted. Harry felt terrible.  Harry help Louis up the stairs. He watched as Louis struggled. Even though Harry found pregnant Louis extremely attractive. He felt bad for him.

"I think I'm going to get a vasectomy," Harry told Louis as he stripped down to his birthday suit. Louis hummed as he slowly lowered himself on the bed

"About time, 8 kids is a lot," Louis told him. Louis rubbed his belly. The twin boys were pretty much having a wrestling match in womb. He rubbed his belly in a failed attempt to calm the rascals down,"so sick and tired of being pregnant all the damn," The water works started. Louis had tears streaming down his face,"I love my children,  but there's so fucking many."

Seeing Louis cry set something off inside Harry. He pulled his weeping husband into a tight hold,"I know baby. I know pregnancy is hard," Harry felt terrible. He felt as is it was all his fault that Louis was constantly pregnant. Louis cried himself to sleep that night.

**

Surprisingly Louis didn't wake up to a one year old screaming and four hundred million questions from his six other. It was even more surprising when he noticed the time. 11:30. He had slept in.

Screaming babies and curious kids might not have been what woken him up, but what did smelled sweet. He literally rolled out of the bed and waddled his way to the kitchen downstairs. Harry was up making breakfast. No kids were in sight.

"Thought we would have a mummy and daddy day," Harry winked. He flipped the strawberry pancakes. Louis went to Harry and planted a wet kiss on his vanilla flavored lips.

"We haven't had one of those since I got pregnant with Andi," Louis joked. He slowly sat himself down on the stool. He watched as he husband finished off the pancakes. The sunlight coming in from the window reflected on the few strands of grey hair Harry had in his loose curls. It was almost unbelievable that Harry was already spotting a few strands at nearly 25 years old, but that's what got for having too many children in a short time period. Louis at 23 already had a few crow feet under his eyes. He hated them, but the kisses that Harry gave him on the fine lines said differently. Louis scanned his husband's body. He noticed a few more tattoos on his skin. He was snapped out of his admiring when Harry placed three strawberry pancakes infront of him.

"One for you and one for each of the babies," Harry hummed happily as he ran his fingers down louis' very swollen stomach. A place where his two children happily sat. The same place where Louis carried six kids before, but only in four pregnancies. Louis' body was a beautiful place, that Harry had the pleasure in being the explorer. Every stretch marl was a new, beautiful plant Harry has never seem before. Every mole or mark was a mountain worth exploring. His bump was the village that harvested a new life form. As much as Harry loved Louis' pregnant form, he knew when enough was enough.

"You're amazing," Louis kissed Harry once more,"but you would be even more amazing if you handed me the syrup," Louis brushed Harry's curls back. Harry handed Louis the syrup that was closer to Louis than Harry, but he wasn't going to argue. They prefect day wasn't going to be ruin.

Nine hours later their beautiful day came to an abrupt stop when their kids came busting into the peaceful house. Their day was spent by love making and cuddling. Louis and Harry we're sitting in the living room when their kids came running in. Anne was behind them with a sleeping Babe in a carseat. The kids tackled their parents with hugs and kisses. Louis did miss his children, but he didn't miss the chaos that followed them.

It took an hour for the couple to put their rowdy children to rest. Finally, Louis and Harry we're laying in their bed,"While you were in the shower, I talked to the doctor about the vasectomy," Harry told a half naked Louis, who was laying on his bare chest.

"Thank God. I can't handle anymore damn children," Louis honestly said. Harry was softly rubbing his bump,"It's all too much," Louis stayed quiet for a moment before he spoke again,"I know I could hire a nanny to help, but so many celebrities get shit on for having the helping hand. I already get comments saying I can't be a good mum because I have so many kids, and it hurts," Louis didn't want to cry, but pregnancy got the best of him,"I can't even post a picture on Instagram with out getting 10,000 comments saying I'm a bad mum because how can I possibly be watching all six kids when I chilling by the pool," Louis cried,"these people don't understand what goes on in my life. They don't know a damn thing about me or how I raise our children. They have no room to talk."

Harry kissed they tears away,"I had no idea," Harry whispered,"Louis, you are an amazing mother. Our children are lucky to have you as their mother. You a better parent than I could ever be," Harry rubbed where on of the twins were kicking,"people on the internet always want someone to blame, and always want to find the negative. Ignore them. The only thing you need to focus on, are the babies," Harry kissed all over his face,"I love you so much."

"And I love you more than you could even know,"
Louis silently whispered.