Harry felt his limbs getting heavier and heavier with every step he took getting closer to Louis and when he finally walked into the room he let out another muffled sob as he took in Louis' state. Where there was supposed to be their daughter was nothing but a small bump again with Louis' hand on top of it, he reached to take it away from there wanting to keep Louis from knowing she was gone for a little bit longer.

Two hours later he felt like running out of the room when he heard Louis groaning and beginning to stir, he watched how his hands immediately reached for his stomach and his eyes snapped open when he couldn't feel her inside of him anymore. He desperately began to feel around for her almost desperately.

"H-Harry?" Louis whimpered, his blue eyes shining with tears searching for Harry.

"I'm right here love, I'm right here." Harry said rushing over to his side and taking his hand on his.

"W-Where is she? Is she okay? Please tell me she's okay." Louis pleaded desperately, his bottom lip trembling and Harry couldn't take it anymore.

"She's gone Louis, she didn't make it." Harry mumbled looking down at his and Louis' hands as his vision started blurring due to the tears.

"What? No! You-you're lying, you just want to make me suffer, that's all you ever do!" Louis cried slapping Harry's hand away.

"I'm not, the-the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck, she-she was gone before we even got here." Harry sobbed taking a step away from Louis as if being close to him was enough to make him hurt even more. "You went into labour earlier because your body needed to get her out."

"It was my fault...Oh god, I killed her. Harry..." Louis sobbed trying to reach for Harry, sobbing harder as Harry took another step back refusing to go near him. "Get out..." Louis mumbled brokenly.

"I'm not going anywhere." Harry cried as he walked over to Louis wrapping his arms around him. "It wasn't your fault, the doctor said it was inevitable."

"I wanna see her, please." Louis begged looking at Harry pleadingly.

"It's better if you don't, she's in a better place now." Harry mumbled.

"Why? Why did she had t-to go, I loved her, I wanted her. Harry she's m-mine, t-they can't take her a-away from me. From us!" Louis cried histerically.

"I don't know. Love you need to calm down." Harry begged.

Louis' cries began to turn into screams and failed attempts of him trying to get up wanting to go see his baby while Harry desperately tried to calm him down until Dr. Limbocker and a few nurses had to hold him down so she could sedate him while Harry cried in the corner of the room pulling at his hair. After Louis was sedated Harry stayed in there sitting next to him wanting nothing but to give him what he wanted but couldn't for his own sake, after Dr. Limbocker had explained to him that it could be traumatizing to see her like that and Harry just wanted the best for him.

The next day was as if nothing had happened and Louis hadn't just lost his daughter, he woke up and had breakfast making small talk with Harry but never asking for her again. He just wanted to go home and go on with life as if he had never been pregnant and the only difference now was that he never smiled anymore, he wasn't the same cheerful Louis that Harry had fallen in love with, he never told Harry he loved him anymore but the sad king understood why.

"Aren't we going to at least give her a name? She needs one." Harry asked out of nowhere a few days later as he was helping Louis get dressed so he could leave the hospital.

"Daphne...I've always liked that name." Louis mumbled sadly.

"Daphne Abigail." Harry said looking at Louis smiling slightly.

"I-I like it, Daphne Abigail Styles. It's beautiful just like I think she was." Louis said smiling a little bit as his eyes filled with tears.

The news that Louis had lost the baby and that they had named the deceased little princess Daphne Abigail reached the entire kingdom leaving them with a feeling of despair as mothers everywhere had a vague idea of what their Louis must be going through. The funeral was a few days later after Louis got out of the hospital and after a long argument with Harry it was decided that there was no way he was going to miss the burial of his Daphne. Harry tried not to cry while Mary held him as she was being buried in a tomb in between his sister and his mother knowing that she would be safe resting next to them, Louis cried silently wrapped in his mother and Lottie's arms as the people closer to them were the only ones allowed to assist.

"I can't sleep, I'm scared." Louis whispered cuddling closer to Harry after the burial.

"I'm here, no one's gonna hurt you love." Harry mumbled tightening his arms around Louis as he began to cry again.

"C-could you sing f-for me." Louis whispered nervously as Harry smiled sadly and began singing a song his sister used to sing to him so he could fall asleep when he was a kid.

What if daddy was right?

What if there's no forever?

Would you kiss me goodnight?

So that I could remember?

I'll keep you frozen in time

Like they do in the pictures

And if I close my eyes, would I still think of patience?

So stay with me, don't disappear

To tell the truth, I need you here

I'm afraid, I can barely breathe

I need your words, to comfort me

Say goodnight, would you say goodnight?

What if daddy was right?

And I knew all the answers?

Oh they could give me the world

But that doesn't matter

And when the gates open wide, and make you an angel

Through tears in my eyes, would I save you a seat at the table.

So stay with me, don't disappear

To tell the truth, I need you here

Oh I'm afraid, and I can barely breathe

I need your words, to comfort me

Say goodnight, would you say goodnight?

Harry finished singing and kissed Louis on the forehead as he began to fall asleep hoping for everything to get better never imagining what was coming. All he wanted was for his Louis to be okay and go on with life even though it hurt not to have her there with them, he felt the hot tears burning his eyes wanting to just go back in time and do things differently so that Daphne didn't have to suffer the consequences of his actions.

Two months passed by and Louis was almost back to the old him but not at all, for two months he had tried to get Harry to sleep with him in attempts of getting pregnant again but Harry always used protection or didn't touched him at all which was frustrating. All he wanted was another baby to be happy again, he knew that another million babies were never going to replace Daphne but all he wanted was to feel those kicks again and this time carry it to term and be able to hold him or her in his arms.

"Why won't you just give me what I want!?" Louis yelled at Harry as the king tried to get comfortable and go to sleep.

"Lou...we had sex last night and this morning, I'm tired and I want to sleep. And I don't know what you want." Harry argued.

"Bullshit, you know very well what I want and I don't believe you're tired." Louis yelled smacking Harry on the shoulder.

"Well you're not the one that has to do all the work. And sex, sex is all you want." Harry sighed playing dumb when he knew that Louis only wanted another baby, reason why he never let him touch the condoms.

"Please..." Louis begged.

"Louis, you know I don't want another baby, not now. Maybe in a few years we can try again but not now." Harry said reaching for Louis who only slapped his hands away.

"Go fuck yourself bastard!" Louis yelled frustrated, grabbing his pillow and blanket going for the door.

"Where are you going?" Harry asked frowning.

"Away from you." Louis snapped slamming the door shut after him leaving Harry there screaming on his pillow.

The next morning Harry and Louis ate breakfast in an uncomfortable silence with Louis only making conversation with Eleanor and completely ignoring Harry. After he was done he immediately ran out saying that he had to go and visit the kids at the hospital while Harry only sighed and left to his office where Liam, Zayn and Niall were already waiting for him to start with another boring day of documents documents and more documents.

"Are you okay Harry?" Liam asked once he noticed Harry lost in his own world.

"It's Louis! He wants another baby and I just can't, i can't give him what he wants." Harry sighed frustrated.

"And why not?" Zayn asked as Niall nodded wondering the same thing.

"Losing Daphne was punishment for all the shit I did, for the way I acted for almost six years and the way we conceived her because I'm pretty sure we did that...that night." Harry explained trying not to cry remembering his daughter.

"Harry that wasn't a punishment and you know it, that little baby wasn't meant to be here with us. I know god had better plans for her." Niall said.

"It still doesn't take the pain away Niall, I'm not ready to be a dad again, I'm not ready to have another baby and replace her." Harry said finally letting the tears fall.

"You won't be replacing her, Daphne will always have a special place in your heart as well as in Louis'." Liam said sympathetically.

"I need time." Harry said grabbing the document again beginning to read over it again signaling that he was done talking.

~*~

"Perrie did you get me the vodka?" Louis asked a smirking Perrie.

"Of course I did my queen." She said, taking a bottle from a plastic bag and giving it to Louis along with two shots.

"How many of this should I give him?" Louis asked her again knowing that Perrie knew this kind of shit.

"For his majesty the king Harry...hmm, two or three and he'll be smashed." Perrie said eyeing Louis nervously.

"Okay then, I hope this works." Louis said hiding the bottle under the pillow.

"Louis are you sure you want to do this? What if he gets mad, and don't tell mum or Danielle that I got you the bottle or any of the boys because then I'll be in deep shit." Perrie said looking around nervously.

"Relax Perrie, I'm not gonna tell anyone. I just need him to be a little drunk." Louis said.

"Then only give him two, that stuff is really strong especially if given straight from the bottle." Perrie warned walking out of Louis' room.

Louis looked around the room praying and hoping for everything to go as planned or Harry would definitely cut the sex off indefinitely and that's the least thing he wanted. He knew his chances of getting pregnant were high since he tended to be horny as hell during those days, he had found out during his check up at the end of his third trimester when he was pregnant. It was already ten at night and Louis knew Harry would get there at any moment and as part of his plan he had stretched himself out earlier more than necessary but he needed to get pregnant no matter what.

His plan was thrown out the window when it was almost midnight and Harry was still who knows where with Niall and Zayn since he had seen Liam going to his room earlier. He was about to go to sleep when there was a knock at the door followed by Harry giggling hysterically and Niall slurring telling him to be quiet. He opened the door to see a very drunk Harry leaning on Zayn and Niall for support as Zayn smiled innocently and all Louis could do was smile back.

"I'll take him from here, you guys can go to sleep." Louis smiled knowing this was his chance.

"Are you sure? He looks like he's about to pass out." Zayn, who was the least drunk asked him.

"Of course, why did I married him if I'm not gonna be the one dealing with this kind of things. Good night." Louis said thanking them for closing the door after they had handed Harry over to him.

"Louuu...why are you so pretty?" Harry asked leaning on Louis then bursting out into a giggle fit.

"I don't know." Louis answered making him sit on the bed with his back against the headboard and his long legs in front of him.

"What-what are we doing?" Harry asked looking up at Louis with half closed eyelids.

"We're gonna play a game." Louis said turning the light off leaving one of the lamps on casting a faint yellow light.

"What game?"

"You'll see my king."

Louis began to strip Harry leaving him completely naked then removed his own clothes throwing them somewhere before he climbed on top of Harry straddling his lap. He began to kiss Harry ignoring the awful alcohol taste and breath and began grinding against him attempting to turn him on as fast as he could smiling when he felt Harry beginning to get hard beneath his already hard cock. He started grinding harder as Harry stopped kissing him and latched his mouth into his neck and chest leaving red marks wherever he wanted.

"Lou..." Harry moaned as Louis began coating him with lube that he had hidden under the pillow earlier that night.

"C'mon babe, just fuck me already." Louis desperately begged holding himself up with his knees as he aligned his hole with Harry's cock.

He felt a pang on his chest when Harry tried to push him away but eventually gave up when Louis began sinking on his cock lower and lower moaning at the sensation of being filled again without a condom. Once Harry was balls deep inside of him he began rotating his hips letting out tiny moans as he kissed him wrapping his arms around his neck. He was taken completely by surprise when Harry grabbed his hips and thrusted upwards as Louis bounced up and down meeting his thrusts both of them moaning loudly knowing no one would hear them.

"Always...so tight for me my queen." Harry moaned relaxing and not moving at all letting Louis do all the work.

"J-just for you-oh fuck!" Louis moaned as Harry hit his sweet spot at the right angle over and over placing his hands on his shoulders for support.

"F-faster, oh god! You f-feel so good." Harry said as he bounced Louis up and down fast and hard tightening his grip around his hips.

"I-I need you to come, just come for me." Louis said as he rode Harry even harder and faster beginning to feel exhausted but not stopping at all.

Louis began to quickly reach his climax releasing his load and clenching around Harry making him spill his seed deep inside of him just like he wanted while the older man bit his shoulder hard as Louis kept riding him through his orgasm. Louis stayed still for a few minutes noticing that Harry had already passed out from the alcohol and exhaustion as he carefully pulled him out of him and as fast as he could he propped his lower half up with a few pillows covering Harry and himself with the bed sheets feeling a little bit guilty for what he had done but falling asleep immediately.

The next morning Louis woke up screaming when he noticed Harry watching him with his face too close to his own looking pissed off. He mumbled a tired 'hi' before he turned over to his side wanting to sleep a little bit more but apparently Harry didn't shared the same idea when he began poking him anywhere he could. He heard Harry mutter a few profanities before he felt his big hands grabbing him and forcefully turning him over again to face him.

"Tell me my dear 'queen', did you enjoyed yourself last night?" Harry asked glaring at Louis who stared back trying to find the right answer.

"Oh trust me, I did." Louis fluttered his eyelashes sitting up and wincing at the same time.

"Why did you do it Lou?" Harry groaned rubbing his face with his hands.

"You know why..." Louis mumbled shifting away from Harry before he could reach him.

"If you get pregnant...I'm not ready to be a dad again!" Harry snapped trying to control his anger.

"What's done is done Harry and there's nothing we can do about it. If I get pregnant you'll have no choice but to love this baby no matter what." Louis said getting out of the bed and walking to the bathroom.

"I feel like we're replacing her Louis, you didn't see her li-"

"Of course I didn't! You wanna know why? Because you were too selfish to let me see her when I begged!" Louis yelled walking out of the bathroom wearing a pair of grey sweat pants.

"I was trying to protect you!" Harry yelled back.

"From what, from my own daughter? Please, go tell that to someone who believes it. We're not replacing her Harry, I carried her for five months and I will always love her." Louis said trying not to cry.

"I'm just scared." Harry mumbled and Louis realised just how vulnerable he really was.

"Maybe this time we'll actually have her or him." Louis said walking over to Harry wrapping his arms around his shoulders thinking of how he's the one that's supposed to be scared about the possibility of being pregnant again.

"I hope so-what's this?" Harry asked reaching under the pillow getting the bottle of vodka out and staring at Louis trying not to laugh. "Where you planning on getting me drunk?"

"No?" Louis giggled.

"I'm not even gonna argue anymore, my head's killing me." Harry said laying back on the bed and falling asleep immediately.

Two weeks later Louis stood in the bathroom nervously waiting for the ten minutes to pass and once they did he shakily reached for the four pregnancy tests Danielle had provided for him lifting them up and letting the tears fall down his face freely as he stared at the four positive lines. That's how Harry found him sitting on the floor crying and holding all four tests close to him refusing to let him see them.

"I'm pre-pregnant." Louis cried as Harry hugged him.

"We won't lose him or her, I promise love." Harry whispered rubbing Louis' back trying to make him stop crying.

"W-we should set up an appointment with Dr. Limbocker." Louis suggested throwing the tests away and getting up to wash his hands.

"I'll get to that," Harry smiled giving Louis a long kiss ending it with a peck on the forehead. "I love you Lou."

"I love you more." Louis smiled wrapping his arms around him and resting his head on his chest.

**

"Well, you're definitely pregnant...congratulations." Dr. Limbocker announced and Louis smiled widely while Harry smiled a little, still worried about something going wrong.

"This time I want you to come here for a weekly check up instead of a monthly one." She said pressing a few buttons to print a picture.

"Why every week now?" Harry asked nervously fearing for the worst.

"He's just about three weeks along, it's earlier than the last one and I also want to make sure everything's going alright." She explained.

"But the baby is okay, right?" Louis asked, chewing on his bottom lip.

"Perfectly healthy, now I'm gonna have you take the same prenatal vitamins as last time. Don't wear yourself out too much, try to rest more. Here's the very first picture." Dr. Limbocker explained with a tiny smile.

"Can we keep this between us? I want to hide this pregnancy, keep it a secret as long as I can." Louis said looking at her then at Harry.

"W-why do you want to do that?" Harry asked beginning to think he was starting to reject the baby.

"I don't want to get everyone excited and then fail them again." Louis mumbled sadly.

"That's all for today...I'll leave you alone." Dr. Limbocker said and got up handing Harry the ultrasound image and leaving the room.

"Lou..."

"I failed them Harry I know I did, they wanted a princess and I failed to give them one." Louis said as he wiped away the tears.

"You didn't, and who cares what they think because I don't and you shouldn't either. Daphne was ours not theirs, you don't owe them anything love." Harry frowned hugging Louis and rubbing his back.

"I just want to keep this to ourselves as long as we can and tell them when I'm at least seven months pregnant." Louis said and Harry could only nod wanting the best for his Louis and if hiding his pregnancy was the best for him then he'll do it no matter what.

By Louis' third almost fourth month he was already showing more than he had had with Daphne and it worried both him and Harry to no end knowing they wouldn't be able to take it if they lost their second baby. Rumors that queen Louis might be pregnant again circulated among the citizens of Cheshire and as they wondered Harry didn't confirmed nor deny his husband's state wanting nothing but to shout that he was going to be a father again. Louis' next appointment was scheduled for the next day and Louis was a nervous mess wanting an explanation as to why he was bigger, all his questions were answered immediately while his doctor performed an ultrasound.

"Do you want the good news or the even better news?" Dr. Limbocker asked as she smiled widely while Harry held Louis' hand.

"The-uh-the even better news I guess, right love?" Harry said looking at Louis for approval.

"The even better news. Yeah!" Louis agreed.

"The reason why you're bigger is because you're expecting not one baby but twins." She informed them with a wide smile.

Louis felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest at the new information as he reached for Harry into a tight embrace, he was going to have not one but two babies and he couldn't be happier. Harry's fears only increased at the thought that if something was to go wrong he would not only lose one but two babies but he was happy nonetheless.

"What are the good news?" Harry asked.

"Since you're already twenty-one weeks along I can already tell the sex of the babies. Would you like to know?" She said looking between both of them.

"I want it to be a surprise." Harry said looking at Louis and begging with his eyes to agree with him.

"We don't want to know." Louis immediately agreed, who was he to refuse Harry something that he wanted if it made him happy.

Minutes later they were walking to the hospital's parking lot hand in hand as Louis tried to hide his never ending growing belly under a thick big hoodie of Harry's while the older man protectively placed the new ultrasound image on his back pocket. Just five more months and both men will have two babies in their arms, Harry secretly wished for them to be boys while Louis wanted one of each not because he wanted a baby girl to fill the empty hole in his heart that his daughter Daphne had left but because he thought it would be nice to have a little prince and princess running around the palace.

"I need new clothes, I can't keep wearing yours." Louis huffed as he tried to get comfortable on the passenger's seat while Harry focused on the road.

"What's wrong with my clothes? You look so sexy in them I just wanna fuck you so hard into the mattress with you wearing nothing but my hoodie." Harry said, his voice a little deeper with lust.

"Harry!" Louis gasped feeling aroused already.

"It's true babe, can I?" Harry asked reaching over to stroke Louis' thigh making him squeak and blush a deep red.

"Can you what?" Louis asked playing dumb.

"Fuck you with you only wearing that hoodie, nothing else." Harry explained.

"Holy shit pull over. Just-just fuck me right here." Louis almost moaned taking off his jeans.

"What? Right here?" Harry asked looking at Louis like he was out of his mind.

"Duh! No one will drive by and the windows are tinted, hurry up! I'm horny." Louis whined taking his own cock in his hand stroking it as Harry quickly pulled over to the side of the road and unbuttoned his jeans that were suddenly extremely tight around his area sliding them low enough to let his already hard cock out standing rigid against his stomach already leaking precum.

"How are we...how are we gonna do this?" Harry asked trying not to just take Louis and wreck him in the backseat.

"I wanna ride you." Louis said moving over and straddling Harry's lap as the king supported him by the hips then his naked bum.

"You're so pretty like this." Harry said massaging his bum circling a finger around his hole as Louis whined.

"Here, let me..." Louis said taking a small bottle of lube from a pocket in his sweat pants while Harry stared at him in complete awe. "What? I'm horny all the time and I need it in case you decide to fuck me. Don't judge me." Louis glared as he uncapped the bottle spreading it around Harry's cock.

"I'm-oh yeah-I'm not." Harry said, enjoying the feeling of Louis' hands on him.

Harry aligned himself with Louis' hole as Louis began to sink in letting tiny whines here and there while Harry completely covered both of his cheeks with his hands. Once Harry was deep inside of Louis he slowly lifted him up and lowered him again by the hips as he bucked his up meeting halfway as both men started breathing heavily. Harry reached to take Louis' cock in his hand trying to make him come faster not wanting to get caught in the act by anybody. Harry almost came when he saw Louis pulling the sleeves of his hoodie back to be able to use his hands as he thrusted faster.

"Oh f-fuck..." Louis moaned hiding his face on the crook of Harry's neck as he came undone right in Harry's hand with him following after slowing his thrusts down until he stopped completely lifting Louis up to pull out of him and placing him on his lap.

"Oh..." Louis gasped, hands flying to touch his stomach.

"What? Are you okay, what's wrong?" Harry asked already thinking the worst.

"They're moving..." Louis said looking up at Harry with tears in his eyes and Harry immediately placed his hand over it tearing up as he felt the small fluttering.

"Let's go home." Harry said lifting Louis up to set him back in his seat while Louis cleaned himself up and Harry his hand.

Pictures of the king and queen exiting the hospital with Louis in a big hoodie were released the next day with the rumor of a possible pregnancy and whether this time it was a prince or a princess on the way forcing Louis to stay inside the palace to hide it. Harry had managed to avoid the questions for weeks and after not seeing Louis outside and visiting the hospitals or retirement homes in a while the people of Cheshire only grew more convinced that he was indeed pregnant and they couldn't be happier for both royals.

The months passed by and Louis found himself almost nine months pregnant, extremely bloated to the point where he needed help to walk or do other things he used to do himself. At five months he had had a meltdown knowing that that was how far along he had been when he lost Daphne and Harry was even worst to the point where he refused to leave his side no matter what, it eventually ended up with Harry telling Louis why he had been the way he was and Louis completely understood.

Harry told him he was a ruthless bastard with absolutely no mercy for the weak, that he had continued the war with Doncaster out of revenge for what had happened to his family. He was left alone to deal with a kingdom and take a crown he never wanted because all he wanted back then was to find a man he could marry and settle down with him in a normal house away from the palace. He had to reassure Louis that he was glad he had to be crowned king because then he wouldn't have met him after Louis got all jealous at the thought of Harry marrying another man and after lots of kisses and I love you's he finally believed him.

He explained how much it hurt to lose his family, especially Gemma to whom he was very close to and he didn't go a day without missing her and wanting to at least see her one more time, hug her and tell her how much he loves her. He was bitter because he had no one left, had driven his friends and Mary away and because he was being forced to marry a woman to produce an heir to continue the line. He cried himself to sleep that night with his head on a pillow close to his babies while Louis sang that same song Harry had sung for him countless times every night whenever he woke up crying wanting their daughter back.

Now that he was almost ready to give birth at any moment he stood in Daphne's room looking around trying not to cry with one hand in his bloated belly and the other on her white crib. He had refused to let the girls get rid of everything after Harry ordered them to, if he was expecting another girl he wasn't going to use Daphne's stuff for her, he just wanted to keep them there to always know that she could've been almost a year now if she hadn't left them. They of course had prepared a new jungle theme nursery for the new babies where everything was unisex, it worried him that Harry and him hadn't picked names yet since Harry wanted to wait until they were born.

Louis had managed to hide his pregnancy always being extra careful when going to his check ups and Zayn, Niall, and Liam were always willing to go out to get him whatever he was craving no matter what time it was. Of course the people were convinced more than ever that he was expecting but tried to keep it to themselves after their king had gotten completely annoyed when people kept asking. He moved to try and waddle out of there when a sharp contraction similar to the last ones hit him making it impossible for him to move.

"Not now...HARRY!!" Louis screamed trying to breathe and felt a little bit better when Harry ran into the room.

"What's goi-oh shit!" Harry said quickly picking Louis up yelling at Eleanor to get his stuff while he rushed Louis to the car.

Since the car just happened to be all the way close to the gates and it was a busy day outside people immediately noticed their king carrying his very pregnant husband towards the car followed by a very nervous and shy girl carrying a bag who quickly got in the backseat with Louis. The people outside immediately moved out of the way to let the car go through whispering about how they had been right all along and their queen was about to give birth to the prince or princess next in line for the throne.

As soon as they got to the hospital Harry immediately helped a screaming Louis out who kept screaming profanities and insults at him for getting him in that situation while Eleanor tried to keep up with Harry's long steps. Dr. Limbocker immediately ushered every body to get everything ready while she handed Harry blue scrubs and told him to follow her. Soon enough they were ready to cut Louis open again but this time his babies were okay, he was awake and Harry was there for him.

"Okay...we're about to take out baby A, Louis you're gonna feel a bit of pressure and tugging." She explained while Louis directed his gaze towards Harry as he watched with wide eyes what was going on.

"Baby A is...a boy." Dr. Limbocker said and Harry burst into tears when he heard the sharp loud cries filling the room.

"Is-is he okay?" Harry asked as he observed with adoration his tiny beautiful baby boy covered in blood and nasty stuff but beautiful nonetheless. The doctor gave him to a nurse who cleaned him up a bit and immediately placed him in Louis' chest wrapped in a soft light yellow blanket.

"Hi baby, I'm your daddy." Louis whispered kissing his tiny forehead while Harry carefully caressed his cheek with one of his fingers.

"Baby B is a girl," the doctor said as another cry not as loud as their son's filled the room and Louis couldn't help but cry as he held his baby boy closer to him.

Soon a smaller baby wrapped in a white blanket was placed on his chest and he immediately wrapped his arm around her holding her tight. Harry uncovered his babies heads to reveal a head full of tiny wisps of dark brown hair that no doubt would turn into curls, he began to cry when he noticed both of them had the same features as Daphne; Louis' nose and his own lips and all he had to do was wait and see what color were their eyes.

"You can hold them." Louis said looking at Harry offering him the tiny babies and Harry immediately took them holding them close never wanting to let go, he had a family, he had two small babies that depended on him and Louis and he swore to always protect them no matter what.

"Can we name her Elizabeth Gemma?" Harry asked smiling down at her.

"Of course, I like the names. How are we gonna name him?" Louis asked.

"He...He looks like a William." Harry said turning to look at Louis with a hopeful face and pouty lips.

"He looks like an Edward." Louis argued.

"William Edward?" Harry said.

"I like Edward William...please." Louis begged.

"Then Edward William it is, you like your name baby boy?" Harry cooed down at him and smiled wider when the baby squirmed and squeaked. "He said yes." Harry smiled at Louis.

"Mhm." Louis laughed wincing a bit when his new stitches hurt.

A few days later Louis and the babies were ready to leave the hospital and as he exited the hospital in a wheelchair pushed by Harry while Perrie and Danielle had the babies in their car seats with Liam and Zayn hovering over them and Niall carrying his bag he noticed a few people waiting for them with big smiles and after smiling and waving back they all got in two different cars and drove off to the palace. As soon as he got home he was taken to his room by Harry with both girls following behind and leaving after giving the babies to both parents.

"Hi Lizzy..." Louis cooed at the squirming baby who couldn't seem to focus her bright green eyes on anything. A day after they had been born they had opened their eyes for the very first time revealing a pair of green eyes and bright blue ones that belonged to little Edward.

"I think we should introduce them love, I wanna show them off." Harry said taking a seat next to Louis on the bed holding a sleeping baby boy in his arms.

"Whenever you want to." Louis said giving Harry a kiss. "I love you."

"I love you too." Harry smiled.

Both Harry and Louis decided to show their babies to their people when they were taking a walk in their garden and a few days later there was a picture of all four of them in the newspapers and tv presenting them as the prince and princess Edward William and Elizabeth Gemma. Questions of who would take the throne next were asked but Harry had let them know that since Edward was the oldest he was next in line while Elizabeth would probably take the throne in Doncaster since Lottie's kids had the Spanish throne and King Tomlinson had decided that Elizabeth was to become Doncaster's new queen once he passed away.

Harry and Louis observed their sleeping babies as Harry couldn't help but be more than thankful for having a beautiful husband and two beautiful children who he loved with all his heart. He had been through a lot to get where he was, holding his husband's hand and whispering I love you's with lingering sweet kisses full of love that he never thought he would be giving and receiving. For almost six years he thought he would die alone or married to a woman he didn't love just for his kingdom's sake but now that he had everything he's ever wanted he knew Gemma had been right all along when she told him he would find his way and find a man who would truly love him and be happy.

And as the years passed and his children grew up to be two cheerful four year olds he knew he would always have someone who loved him like he and Louis loved them, he had Louis who would always love him and be there for him while they whispered comforting words to each other as they cuddled in bed never wanting to let go. His eyes held that bright shine again, he smiled and laughed. He was happy again.

Fin.