Fletcher- 6 years and 7 months old
Oliver- 3 years and 6 months old

Photo- I like this photo way too much okay xD

(I'm just doing this just to keep myself on track and KNOW what age they are)

I don't know if this is a warning or not but BIRTHING OF BABY LILO NUMBER 3

[March 2021]

"Liam,"Louis groans, prompting himself up onto his elbows as he tries and breathes through the pain that courses through his entire body. Louis had fallen asleep with a small pain in his back at around 10, after watching a movie with Liam and now he has awoken to a familiar pain that Louis can recall has labour pains.

Louis is biting on his bottom lip, trying to stop himself from crying out in pain. He's sure that he has broken the skin of his bottom lip, tasting the blood on the tip of his tongue but not complaining. He had learned long ago on how to keep quiet, ever since that little incident where Fletcher had woken up and walked in on his Daddies on the verge of having sex.

"Liam, wake the fuck up."The pregnant male balances on one prompt up elbow so he can push Liam with his other arm. It takes a lot of his effort and during that another pain shoots through him and makes him wince. Liam doesn't budge, he remains with half of his face pushed into the white pillow under his head, snoring.

He doesn't blame his husband for sleeping so deeply, they all had a pretty long day today at the zoo. Liam was doing all of the work, running around the place like a headless chicken to make sure their little boys didn't climb themselves into the lion enclosure, all while Louis waddled behind them at his own pace and enjoyment.

It was a nice family day out and Louis really enjoyed it. Louis had made sandwiches and brought a couple of packet of crisps and juice boxes for them to have a little picnic at the zoo. Oliver was able to hold a little baby chick while Fletcher held a bunny rabbit, and Liam had even paid some of the zoo keepers to get the family close some of the animals and feed a penguin.

Rolling his back in pain, Louis shuts his eyes close as he breathes through his nose. He was 8 and a half months pregnant with his third child and honestly Louis feels like he was going through labour for the first time, it's just that painful to his small body.

"I will cut off your dick, Liam James. I swear to fuck, wake up!"Louis decides that a shove isn't enough to wake up his husband, opting for pinching the elders nose. This action stops Liam from breathing through his nose, the elder male struggling for a breath and letting out a strangled sound Which wakes him up with a start.

"What the hell, Louis?!"He shouts, eyelids heavy with deep sleep. Liam tries to regain his breathing, chest rising and falling because honestly it wasn't the best way to be woken up in the mornin- wait."Why did you wake me up?"Is what falls out of his mouth next.

"Because I wanted to update you on the weather report,"Louis rolls his eyes, gritting his teeth in pain whenever another labour pain kicks in. His waters had already broken, the dampness wetting the jogging bottoms he had fell asleep in as well as the mattress."My waters broke you dumbass!"

Those words send Liam into alert, scrambling up to sit up onto his knees with his brown eyes wide in alert and concern as well as his hands coming up to press to Louis' stomach."Right, okay. Shit. What do we do?"

"We've been through this twice already!"Louis exclaims, taking in a sharp breath as he starts to swat away Liam's paw like hands away from him and his stomach. Liam has started to prompt pillows up behind Louis and his back, allowing the pregnant male to lean back against the soft surface for more comfort.

"I know that, of course I knew that."Liam mumbles, glancing down at Louis. Liam is still half asleep, half awake and half in alert."Hospital,"Liam moves to get out of the bed, yelping in pain whenever Louis is grabbing onto his wife-beater also grabbing chest hair in the action.

"This baby is coming, and it's coming now."Louis grits through clenched teeth, pulling Liam closer by the mans wife-beater. There was tears of pain coating Louis' eyes, crying out in the pain that he feels."There's so time to get to the hospital."

"W-what do you mean by that?"Liam panics. Louis pulls at his wife-beater and chest hair a but more tighter."Chest hair, chest hair, chest hair. Ow ow."Liam knows by past experience that Louis likes to injure Liam in a completely different way than the last whenever he goes into labour. The first time was the hand, the second was whenever Louis kicked him in the stomach for being late and now was Liam's chest and chest hair.

"It means you're delivering this baby,"

"I can't deliver a baby! I'm a footballer not a midwife!"It was a serious downgrade in a paycheck, never mind Liam's pride being thrown out the window. What does he do? It's not like he hasn't been at the birth of his other two children, he was of course although he didn't pay a lot of attention to what the midwife or doctor did because he was too busy making sure Louis didn't break one of his limbs.

"Tough shit! You're not exactly who I want to deliver my baby, Y'know. I trust a trained chimpanzee to do it better than you."Honestly, fuck being silent. Louis is in pain and he's going to allow the whole household know that he is.

"Right, okay. Okay. I'm going to ring Harry for back up, he's a midwife. I think. Probably."Liam doesn't have time to think about the insult because really? Louis just compared his own husband to a chimp? Kind of insulting. Liam is rushing around to make Louis a lot more comfier, prompting the younger makes legs up on stacks of pillows of books because he can't find anything else and might as well make use on the pillows.

Liam ends up ringing an ambulance before ringing Harry Which in all honestly Should've been the first step to begin with. Liam is told instructions on what to do to help Louis calm down and go maybe prevent the actual birthing on happening before the paramedics and midwife arrives. After that, Liam rings Harry for back up.

"Daddy?"Liam freezes in the hallway, a bundle of warm and clean blankets and towels in his hands which he has just rushed across the half and go and collect. Liam could hear Louis' panting from where he stood in the hallway, a sleepy Oliver standing in a pink and purple onesie in front of him, clutching roger in one hand.

"Hey, baby. What are you doing up?"Liam coos, crouching down in front of Oliver who yawns and rubs at his eyelids once again.

"Heard noises."Olli mumbles sleepily, eyeing the towels and blankets that his Daddy holds."We buildin' a fort?"He gasps, a little bit of life jumping through his small body at the sight of blankets because that means a blanket fort! Right?

"No no no. We aren't bundling a fort. It's sleepy time."Liam chuckles fondly, this little conversation with his son relaxing his nerves. Oliver Frowns, chocolate brown eyes looking towards Liam."These are for your Papa, he needs my help but I can only help him if I take you back to bed."

"Don' wanna go sleepy."Oliver whines, hugging Roger close and mindless letting his thumb slip into his mouth."Wanna help papa."

"Sweetheart, you don't want to help papa. It's going to be all yucky and icky."Oliver and Liam both scrunch up their nose in a familiar way as one another."Lets get you back to bed, yeah? And maybe in the morning there's going to be a big surprise for you!"

"Surprise?"Oliver I gasping again, allowing his Daddy to shuffle him into his bedroom. Liam manages to tuck the still sleepy toddler into bed with Roger tucked in beside him.

"Yes, a surprise, but only if you go to right to sleep."Liam presses a kiss to his forehead, as well as to Rogers whenever Oliver tells him to.

Getting Oliver to bed was easier than expected and soon enough Liam is finding himself leaping back to the bed room. He dodges a pillow whenever one in thrown at his head and yeah, I guess it's better than having a lamp or so something hard thrown at his head.

"What took you so long? Did the house magically get new rooms?!"Louis all but screams, face red with frustration and effort and also from pain because there's that too.

"Olli woke up, I had to tuck him back into bed with the bargain of a surprise in the morning."Liam explains as he lays down towels under Louis and between his legs."So I mean, baby number 3 better be here before morning or we're going to have a very grouchy Oliver on our hands."Liam laughs, Louis tries to join in but it comes out strangled and somehow demonic.

It's a long night to say the least, with Louis having endless bursts of pushing but never really going hat far with it. Harry arrives first and is pushing Liam out of the bedroom to make himself useful, get some fluids, unlock the front door of the paramedics, make sure the kids are okay. Liam kind or freaks out again, but I mean that isn't new since he freaks out at every birth of his child.

"Louis, Lou, you're doing great."Harry coaxes, rubbing Louis' knee cap in a calming matter."Just a couple more pushes and your baby is going to be here, you're doing amazing."

Liam reappears soon enough after his freak out, holding a glass of water to Louis' lips between contractions and a damp clothe over his husbands forehead go try and cool him off."You can do this, third times the charm, eh?"Liam tries to crack a joke, yelping again whenever his chest hair is abused by Louis.

"It doesn't make it any less easier, Y'know."Louis cries out, blindly reaching out for Liam's hand so he can squeeze that during a push. It only takes a couple more pushes until the head is out."I hate you so much."

"I love you too,"Liam all but replies sweetly, kissing Louis' temple as he and Harry both coax the boy through the sliding out the rest of the body after given the all clear that the umbilical cord was not wrapped around the babies neck.

Louis' body slumps back against the headboard and pillows, body shaking his pain and exhaustion that takes over his body.

"Congratulations! It's a boy!"

"Another?"Liam laughs, a wide smile on his face whenever he hears a loud, ear-bleeding cry come out from the little baby that was just born. He's covered in blood and goo as he's half-heartedly cleaned up and wrapped in a towel and blanket. Harry is passing the baby over to Louis, the umbilical cord still attached.

"Another,"Louis smiles back, looking down at their third baby."Little Adrian."

I know, I know, some of you all wanted a girl but I have something up my sleeve, don't worry, you will all get the LILO little girl (;

I wanted to get baby 3 (or shall I say Adrian) out of the way because I needed something to write about and it'll help with making the book flow again because I'll have more to write about

(;

How was this chapter? Was it good? Do you like the way that I'm writing this?

Your opinion on baby Adrian? Do you like the name choice?

Middle name for Adrian?

Votecommentfollow

Peace✌🏼️