Too Much// Larry mpreg//

Twenty-two

Louis was a pro at pregnancy. At this point, he could probably give birth by himself and be his own doctor. He was currently 5 months pregnant with a baby boy. They still haven't told the media yet. Harry just told his manager two weeks ago. They planned to keep this pregnancy as Secret for as long as possible. Louis was already mum shamed off Instagram because how could he possibly take good care of eight kids. He didn't need to be harassed during pregnancy.

Louis was sitting on the couch with Andi. They were only shopping for a new leotard because she was out growing her current ones. She was very tall for her age, the tallest in her class. She definitely got her father's height,"okay, so two pink ones, two black ones, and one white one?" Louis asked her. He showed her the shopping cart.

"I want a cheetah one mum," Andi frowned. She pointed her skinny finger to the leotard that she wanted,"Mrs.Roberts says they're allowed," Andi stated. Louis rolled his eyes at her.

"You have to help me with dinner tonight," Louis looked at her. Andi had a huge smile on her face. She hugged Louis tightly.

"Thanks mama!" She then kissed his bump,"Love you!" She jumped off the couch and ran to her room. Louis purchased all the Leotards. He turned his laptop off and looked over at the twins. They were watching a YouTube video on the Ipad.

H.J. came running inside. He had his helmet on and his razor scooter in his hands. He also had two other kids behind him. Their names were Andre and Philip. The two boys were the Gardner's kids. Louis loved when Paul brought his kids over because H.J. loved playing with them. Paul was originally from France, but he moved to England fifteen years ago because his current wife was from here.

"Yes son?" Louis asked his son. H.J. was covered in dirt and smelt like outside,"do you need something?" He brushed a piece of grass off H.J's shoulder.

"We're hungry," His oldest stated,"and the triplets ate the last of the sandwiches," He continued. Louis hummed as he nodded.

"So you want me to make you three some food?" Louis asked,"your poor pregnant mother?" He added. He leaned back against the couch and put his hand on his forehead dramatically,"is that all I'm good for?"

"Mama," H.J. pouted. He sat down next to Louis,"I can try making food but I might burn the house down," he joked. That caused the two boys behind him to laugh.

"Okay," he slowly got up,"but only because you threatened to burn our house down," louis walked to the kitchen. He made the boys some chicken nuggets.

Later that night Harry finally came home. He was at therapy. They decided that Harry going to therapy would be best because this wasn't the first time he snapped at Louis. As it turned out Harry had a plethora of mental problems. Bipolar disorder being one of them. Harry also had an addictive personality along with minor anxiety. Louis couldn't help but think he was the reason for Harry's mental health. If he didn't get pregnant Harry would have been happier.

There was a plate of food in the fridge for Harry. The kids were already asleep. Louis was in the living room. He smiled when Harry got home. Louis made his way into the small kitchen to see his husband. Louis hugged him and Harry hugged him back.

"Hi my love," Louis looked up at him,"how was work and how was therapy?" Louis asked Harry. He released Harry so hr could warm up his dinner.

"Work was okay, I had to improvise a few lines," Harry set the microwave timer for one minute,"and my therapist wants you to go. She thinks it would be better for our marriage," Harry kissed Louis' forehead.

Louis knew be probably should go, but he didn't want to leave his children. They were so many he didn't like hiring babysitters. He also hated asking Anne or Jay to watch them. He didn't like stressing them out. Their kids were a handful, and he knew that.

"And I've already talked to our parents. My mum will take the older kids and your mum will take the younger kids," Harry said, knowing exactly what Louis was thinking,"baby, you need to go. I hear you crying in the shower. It hurts me knowing that you're so sad, but you won't let me help you," Harry took Louis' hands,"if you don't do it for me or for yourself, please do it for our children," Harry placed his hand on Louis' bump.

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Therapy wasn't as bad as Louis thought it was going to be. Dr.Amanda Jones was a lot nicer than he thought she was going to be. She told him that she didn't want to diagnose him with anything yet, but if Louis came back then maybe she could. Louis didn't open up enough for her to really see what was going on.

Louis sat in the car with Harry. They were on their way to pick up the oldest five. Louis looked over at Harry. One of Harry's hands had a tight grip on the wheel, the other was on Louis' thigh. He was rubbing it softly,"Harry," louis mumbled. The sun hit right behind Harry head, causing an aura of gold to surround his husband. Harry hummed and squeezed his thigh softly. He was letting Louis know he was listening,"when was the last time we had car sex?" Louis asked innocently.

Harry's eyes widened. He knew where this was going,"I-" he cleared his throat,"I don't know..." Harry brought his hand up a little higher and brushed against Louis' crotch,"I'll say probably in the 3 minutes," he pulled into an empty parking lot with a devilish smile.