Their Submission {BDSM} {Larry Mpreg} BOOK 2

Chapter 11

The babies' room (kind of...) is in the multimedia.

“What did you think you were doing?” Harry hissed into his phone. Louis was asleep, just fallen, and Harry had quickly slipped into the hall to call Nick Grimshaw about his little stunt that freaked Louis out. He had YouTubed the show and found it. There were also many google articles bashing Louis and shunning Harry. The Dom could not believe that Nick had the balls to talk against him in such a way.

“I was simply telling everyone the truth, your little sub has no place being a parent,” was Grimshaw’s response.

Harry pulled his phone from his ear for a moment, holding it down by his hip while he took a few deep calming breaths. He didn’t need to cause a scene over a phone call, he didn’t need the hospital kicking him out.

“Listen you little snake. Fuck with my family and I will ruin you. Don’t think I won't give your little Dom a call, I know him very well,” Harry stopped to listen for Nick’s reply. There wasn’t one for a long moment.

“Already got my ass beat over it. I think I’m fine. Just make sure Louis is ready for the Child Protective Services to come tomorrow,” Nick hung up then, the click loud in Harry’s ringing ear. Harry dialed Liam’s number, fingers feeling numb, and waited for the Dom to respond. It was late, almost midnight, but Harry was sure the other man was awake, if not him then Niall.

“Harry?” Liam answered, voice thick with sleep.
“He called the CPS,” Harry said as he slid down the wall he had been leaning on. He had never felt so small before. A single man was trying to ruin his family’s life and all he could do was sit down and take it all in.

“Who called the CPS?” Liam asked, sounding more awake. The CPS was a big thing, they didn’t take being called very lightly and they would drill Louis like no other.

“Nick,” Harry spoke softly. The door to the room Louis was sleeping in was cracked so Harry would hear the sub talk if he should do so, but the Dom didn’t want to wake the tiny sub up with his own loud talking.

“Fucking shit bro. You good? I can come out there if you- it’s okay love. Go back to sleep,” Liam spoke to Niall and Harry smiled. It was nice that the blonde finally had someone to take care of him the way that he deserved to be treated.

“No, don’t come out until tomorrow. Grimshaw said they’d be here tomorrow,” Harry said, turning his head to peek into the room where Louis slept. Seeing no movement the Dom turned to stare at the floor. “Um, the nurse said that Louis can be discharged once he can stand and walk on his own,” Harry told the Dom.

“Sounds about right. Are you guys going to end up coming home?”

Harry was silent for a moment, looking up and down the quiet hallway. “I don’t know. I know Louis doesn’t want to be away from the twins. Hell, I don’t either but we can’t very well take up a room when another mother with a sicker baby than our babies could use it,” he explained.  

“Are the twins doing okay?” Liam asked and Niall’s soft voice could be heard, mumbling about the babies’ safety.

“Yeah, they’re fine. Mark visited today, so that was a pick up for Louis, too. The nurse said Blaine might be able to be off his ventilator tomorrow. They’ll see how he does,” Harry sighed, lifting his free hand to wipe at his dry face. This hospital was sucking all the life out of him. “I just want to take them home and raise them,” Harry added.

“I-Well, we were going to come back to see you guys today, but something came up. I have something to tell you,” Liam said after a long pause. Harry scrunched his eyebrows, setting his free arm on his knees.