"baby,-"

harry was silenced by louis' departure from him. the pregnant boy made his way to the other side of the bed and kept his mouth shut as he burrowed himself under the covers. all louis wanted was to have one day of fun on the day he felt good. with his son coming any day now he has been nearly bedridden, unable to keep food down and his body hurts all over. he had a tiny little boy inside of him who was making him miserable but he felt better than he had in a long time today and he just wanted to go out and do something. he wanted to walk to the park and sit in the grass. enjoy the breeze outside with his love beside him and indulge his last few moments of freedom.

nothing against oliver, he loves his son more than anything in the world and he hadn't even been born yet, but he's been sick most of this pregnancy and a child is a big responsibility. louis started to realize he wouldn't be able to do most of the things he used to as long as he had a baby on his hip needing him all the time.

the boss sighed softly. "i don't want you to overwork yourself, lou."

there was another moment of silence before louis said something along the lines of, "i just wanted to feed some ducks."

harry looked over at the sad boy. maybe he was coddling louis too much. granted, he was a pregnant man and men don't have kids, atleast not in the way women should. not a day went by that harry didn't fear louis' or their son's life because anything could go wrong in a matter of minutes. shit like this doesn't happen. but he loves louis, he loves oliver, and he just wants them to be safe within his reach.

"how about we make a deal," the boss says. "we go feed the ducks but you have to promise me if you start hurting or feeling bad in any way, you tell me."

"i already tell you when i feel icky, i am fine," louis pouted. "can we please go? this house is making me go crazy."

harry finally agrees to walk him to the park. it wasn't too far from their home, and it really did feel nice outside. maybe it would be good for louis to soak in some vitamin d and see the world again. he's been cooped up in harry's bed repeating his days. harry goes to do mob stuff, louis sleeps or pukes his day away, harry comes home and takes care of him. repeat. repeat. repeat.

with harry's help, louis gets changed into a light sweater and stretchy pants so he wouldn't be too uncomfortable. jeans hurt his tummy and alot of his clothing that wasn't maternity could kiss him goodbye because he couldn't wear them without his belly hanging out halfway or preventing him from wearing a decent looking outfit.

louis carried a small loaf of bread from their kitchen to the park in one hand, his other hand clasped around harry's arm as they strolled down the sidewalk. harry offered to drive in case the trip hurt louis' feet or his back too much but louis insisted that they walk and spend some time together in the outside world.

he started to do a little happy dance once they got to the park entrance because the ducks were waddling around quacking and interacting with the other humans visiting the area. he was definetly still childlike in certain aspects. he loved feeding ducks when he was a kid, it gave him a sense of nostalgia.

"hi," louis cooed to the ducks as he and his fiancé broke up bread to feed them. "look at you lot, please don't bite me."

a small laugh came from his lover as he eased the food near the birds. "just be careful, dont scare them off."

louis promises he wouldn't. once all of the food is ate up by his feathered friends, he throws the bag away in the nearby rubbish bin and takes harry's hand that was offered to him. as they stroll around the park, louis rests a hand on his tummy when his son began to worm around.

"olly's awake," the boy hums. harry grinned and reached over to pat his tummy before stopping at a bench, helping louis ease his way down and sat beside him. usually he would have been puking for the tenth time today but he really did seem to feel better, harry turns into a helicopter partner when his baby is sick so he just wanted to take every precaution he could.

harry says a few words to his son, mainly pleading for him to not let his parent projectile vomit everywhere and let him eat something and kissed lou's tummy. at the mention of food, louis asked if they could go get ihop or somewhere with breakfast because he wanted some waffles and strawberries. and harry, being the whipped person he is, was happy to take him wherever he wanted to go.

once louis felt comfortable getting up, they walked back home. not before louis could say bye to the ducks though, he promised he would be back soon with another friend to help feed them. harry thought it was absolutely adorable and he couldn't help but fawn over how pure louis' heart was.

harry unlocked the car as they arrived to their humble abode and helped louis in, making sure his seatbelt wasn't constricting him and that he had enough room to breathe. louis reassured him that he was fine and gave him a kiss, thanking him for looking out for him.

their early dinner was lovely. louis got his waffles and strawberries as planned, sharing bites of his fruit with his lover and poking his tummy while their son kicked away as he was being fed. harry struck a conversation about getting last minute things for oliver like extra clothes for the upcoming winter, getting louis some post-baby clothes and activities to keep him occupied without hurting himself and definitely going ahead and finishing their stockpile of diapers. louis thought the idea was nice but definitely not for tonight because he was getting sleepy.

harry's phone buzzed and he checked the message, eyes widening at what he read.

"is it bad i forgot zayn was pregnant?" he asked, more to himself.

"if you ever forget i'm pregnant i think i would have to knock some sense into your big brain," louis pointed his fork at the man. "what happened?"

"liam said zayn's getting induced in the morning, babies could be here any day."

"that's a little early," louis frowned.

"they did kind of surprise us with twins, lou," harry objected. "multiples are usually born earlier."

louis shrugged and picked at his fruit. "olly's never gonna come out."

harry reached over and grabbed his free hand. "i think he will be here when he's supposed to be," he says positively. "he will be fine, lovey. i promise."

louis gives him a hesitant nod and offers him another strawberry. his fiancé takes it happily, offering him blueberries in return and kisses his knuckles. "did zayn ever mention the other twin's name?"

louis tried to hide his grin. "no."

harry quirked an eyebrow up. "what is it?"

louis pursed his lips and broke. "lillian," he gushed. "i think it's so pretty."

"lillian and diana, hm?" harry smiled softly. "they're gonna be beautiful. oliver's gonna be a beautiful baby, too. hope he looks just like you so i have two of you."

a faint blush rose to louis' cheeks and he took a bite of his food so he wouldn't say anything stupid. he loved harry's thoughtful words and was so happy he was having this family with him. he remembered asking to stop taking the pills that made him fertile. sometimes he asked himself if they would have made anything different. something inside of him worked its magic to give louis his baby for a reason. maybe to grow up and get out of his child-like ways. maybe to get a sense of reality. maybe to hit headlines and be used as a lab rat to conduct research on a somewhat spiking condition. who knows?

either way, he was okay with it.

—-

zayn was prepared to have the girls any minute now, but to say he was nervous was an understatement. he was terrified. he wasn't a big fan of all the wires and monitors surrounding him and the bands around his tummy tracking the movements of his children. he was starting to get impatient but wondered if he took his pregnancy for granted. his best mate was miserable for nearly half a year with constant pain, neverending vomiting and restless nights. zayn had a more mellow term, rarely any morning sickness but always wanted to have sex. why was pregnancy so weird?

he laid in the uncomfortable hospital bed with his phone in his hands, scrolling through his and louis' messages from throughout the night. there were pictures sent back and forth of baby bumps and louis' occasional image of the cat sleeping in ways that made his own body hurt. he promised he would send as many pictures as his phone would allow once the twins were born so his friend could gush over them at home until he was able to meet them in person.

"love," liam gets his attention. "i have to go do a meet with harry, i should be gone for no longer than an hour."

zayn frowned and put his phone beside him. "but what if the girls come by then?"

his partner shook his head and leaned over to kiss his temple. "i'm confident the girls are gonna stay put until they decide they're ready. and if i'm not here when it happens i give you full permission to beat me senseless whenever you feel like it."

zayn grabbed his hand, smiling softly when liam gave it a squeeze. "we love you, li," he murmured. "they'll be grounded for life, sound good?"

"fine by me."

—-

andy weaved the car side to side along the highway, increasing the speed as he tried his best to dodge the remaining vehicles. he got many honks from it but with harry shouting at him to make sure he doesn't lose their target, it only made him go faster. liam was on his knees in the back seat, eyes focused on the back window to make sure cops or another gang's car doesn't come out of nowhere.

lads around here should know better than to run when it comes to harry because the man gets what he wants one way or another. andy was scary enough for some people to do anything that harry wanted. harry wasn't sure how, because the man is a literal teddy bear, but assumed it was because of his body modifications or the eyes that could kill.

"please don't wreck my car," liam says to andy. "this is my good one."

"you take your good car on a run and expect it to not get damaged?" harry rolled his eyes. "shoulda brought the dodge."

liam groaned and sat back down once he felt confident enough nobody could catch up to them. "didn't expect us to go on a high speed chase, harry."

"oi, this isn't my fault! i should shoot you in the foot for that," the boss remarks and points to the gold car they were after. "there."

andy passed a few cars ahead of him and moved into the lane on their left. harry went to grab his gun from the glove compartment but flung back in his seat when a bullet came flying through the front windshield. luckily it didn't go through him but the stinging of his skin was an alarm that he was definitely struck by it, or it could have been the impact from the window breaking. he wasn't sure.

liam's yelp of pain alerted the lads and harry whipped his body around to see his mate clutching his shoulder with a bloody hand.

"oh, fuck," andy gripped the wheel and harry grabbed his weapon, blindly shooting at the back of the car through the front windshield. they weren't surrounded by all those cars anymore. the traffic died down onto a smaller two lane road that lead to another town.

"i'm fine," liam hissed, clenching his jaw. "god damn it."

harry undone his seatbelt and reclined the seat, moving to the back of the car. he took his jacket off and tied the sleeve of it around liam's arm to keep pressure on the wound. "you gonna make it?"

"i've been through worse," liam grunts. "how the fuck did we not get pulled over speeding like that?"

"just be grateful for that," his boss tightens the sleeve and gets back up front. the front of the vehicle was right near the rear end of the other car and harry had a perfect shot right where he was. andy grabbed the gun from harry's lap, keeping one hand on the wheel and sent a bullet through the back of the car. judging by the vehicle beginning to spin uncontrollably, andy assumed he killed the driver on the first try.

"zayn's gonna kill me," liam says weakly from the back seat. "ow."

harry directs andy where to go to get out of the area and tells him shortcuts to make it back to manchester. "we'll get you fixed up in no time, li. just stay calm, okay?"

the lad nods and rests his head against the window. harry turned his head to look behind them and groaned in frustration when he saw the same car coming behind them. he cussed andy for not killing the man and got back beside liam, pointing his gun at the back window. he apologized for what he was about to do even though half of liam's car was already fucked up and busted the window out with a bullet, firing more after that. liam sat up and aimed his own firearm out, pulling the trigger and managed to strike the lad in the passenger seat. the blood that splattered on the windshield was sickening.

andy kept his eyes on the road, glancing at the rearview mirror from time to time and squealed the tires as he made a right turn. harry and liam were flung to the opposite side of the car and liam groaned when his shoulder made contact with harry's leg. his mate got him back up and buckled him in to prevent him from falling over again.

"clear?" andy asks as he starts to slow the car down a bit. he needed to find somewhere to dump it because driving through town in a vehicle with shattered windows and bullet holes was totally not sketchy at all.

"for the most part," harry gets back up in the passenger seat. "i can call niall to come get us. we can't leave this out in the open."

liam complained about having to trash his car, which lead to him and harry bickering again over liam being dumb enough to bring a sports car to work. harry stopped talking to the lad and called niall while andy found a nearby river, pulling up and putting the car in park. liam sat on the gravel with his phone in his lap, messages from zayn flooding his homescreen. it was mainly complaints about how he couldn't eat while waiting for surgery and that he was starving, then another one came through that liam owes him olive garden once this is all over.

when niall arrived, he assisted the other two men with pushing the car into the big body of water and liam watched it sink with sad eyes. he loved that car and he was sad to see it go out with a bang. literally.

"let's get you cleaned up so you can go be with your boy," niall helps him up and gets him settled in the back seat. "you're about to be a daddio."

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anywho, hi hey how are yall doin

ive been working on some things involving this fic & honestly im a bit stuck. i have a few ideas for later down the road but until then, im kinda clueless? like idk how to lead up to those things if that makes sense. baby will be here soon for SURE bc l has been preg for WAY TOO LONG NOW SMH IM SORRY

i have some tea in my brain but it doesnt mAKE SENSE sooooo if any of ya have some insight then shoot them my way (: wanna make this good for everyone.

thank you for 393k. im still baffled over it 😭 you guys are the best istg sorry for the long a/n!!