"What's wrong, babe?" Sounds Harry's voice groggily at around four am, his very pregnant husband next to him had been awake for the last hour.

"Go back to sleep, Haz. I'm okay." Louis hisses as he feels a kick to his abdomen. "They just won't stop kicking and turning, they're fooking gymnast-soccerplayers."

"Awh darling, shall I talk to them?" Harry suggests to calm them down that way, they usually calmed down pretty well while hearing their daddy's voice.

"Good morning my little- How did you just call them? Gymnast-soccerplayers?" Louis confirms with a giggle. "Well I might just call you two monkeys. Morning my little monkeys. Let's play a game called 'How much do I love you', that's nice, yeah?"

Harry pressed his hands on either side of the belly, rubbing in circles in a slow but constant rhythm, making Louis moan lightly as he took some of the preasure off the heavy bump.

"My pups, I love you both so much, I would die for the two of you and for your mummy of course. Your mummy is such a beautiful man, you probably can't wait to meet him. Well he can't wait to meer you either, luckily it's going to happen soon. Will you two be easy on your mum, though? Don't get too wild okay, no complications, please, because your mother is a bit scared about everything." Harry kissed the skin, feeling a light flutter beneath it and smiled up at Louis who had felt it too. "He doesn't have anything to be scared of though, since he is already an amazing mum, who takes amazing care of you two."

"Haz?" Louis blushes and smiles as his eyes slowly close.

"Yeah?"

"They settled down."

"Okay." Harry crawls back up and wraps his arms around his husbands waist the best he could, one hand on the belly intwined with one of Louis' hands. "I love you, baby mummy."

Louis laughst airy at that, "Love you, baby daddy. Goodnight."

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"Haz?"

"Hazza?"

"Harry?"

"Harry."

"Haz."

"Haz!"

"Harry!"

"Go back to sleep, Lou."

"HARRY!"

"What's wrong?"

"My water just broke."

"Oh damn."

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Hello everybody!

It is 5 am and I woke up about half an hour ago, wide awake after having quite a weird nighmare. So I decided to write some more to make myself tired (that worked cause I can feel my eyelids get heavier).

IF YOU SEE TYPO'S IT'S BECAUSE MY BRAIN IS ASLEEP LOL (just comment next to it and I'll fix it, thanks!)

Questions:
- giving birth is next: detailed chapter or fast mentioning of the birth but jumping to another 'event'?

X (a sleepy) Emma