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~Rosemary's pov~

I groaned, my stomach growling loudly. I pulled myself out of bed, and snuck into the kitchen. I'm starving! I opened the fridge and started searching through it. Nothing looked appealing, and I groaned. What I really wanted was pickles. Dill pickles. My mouth watered at the thought. I searched the kitchen but didn't find any, and meanwhile my stomach was still growling even louder. I needed to wake up Niall, so I trudged back into the bedroom, not bothering to be quiet anymore.

"Niall!" I shouted, and he stirred, rubbing his eyes. "What's wrong Princess?" He yawned, sitting up. My stomach growled again, and I frowned. "Ni? Could you go get me some pickles? Pwease?!" I smiled, batting my lashes. Niall chuckled, standing up. "Let me wake up a little bit first." He said. I groaned, and rubbed my belly. he shut himself in the bathroom, so I went to lay on the sofa in the living room. A few minutes later, Niall had a small list of things he was getting from the store. "Thanks, Nialler." I said, giving him a kiss. "I'll be back soon." He replied, and with that, was gone.

I pulled up my shirt to reveal my belly, which was bigger. Now it was big enough that you could tell I was pregnant, rather than just fat. When my stomach rumbled again, I spoke to the baby in a soft voice. "Don't worry. Daddy's coming. He's bringing all the food you want." I closed my eyes, and lay my head on the back of the sofa. Even though it was around three in the morning, the moon was shining through the window, illuminating everything in the room. I was tired again, but I was too hungry to fall asleep.

I almost cried tears of joy when Niall walked through the door. "I'm home." He called, and I beamed. He handed me the bags, and I pulled out all the things I had asked for. There were pickles, ice cream, and chocolate, to name a few. I stood to get a bowl, but Niall stopped me. "I'll get it."

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I was now eating a bowl of strawberry ice cream, with pickles, cheddar cheese, chocolate syrup, and whipped cream. Sounds gross, but it tasted like heaven in my mouth. Niall was chuckling as I devoured the food. "That's gross." He made a disgusted face, then started laughing again. I just stuck my tongue out at him,before going back to eating. "This is delicious." I moaned, taking another bite. "You won't like that after the baby's here, you know." Niall stated, and I nodded. "But it's so delicious, now!" Niall laughed again.

"Stop laughing at me! You have to deal with the baby too!!" I whined, and he put his arm around me. "I know. And I love you both." I set down the now empty bowl, and curled up with Niall. "I love you too." I replied, finally able to fall asleep.

-a month later-

I was standing in front of the mirror, looking at my reflection. I sighed, and pulled a baggy shirt on. I slipped on some Toms, before walking out to the living room. "Are you ready?" He asked and I nodded. Today was our next doctors appointment, and we were getting our first ultrasound of the baby. It seemed Niall was more excited than I was, and I was shaking from excitement. Niall gave me a kiss and started the car. "I love you." He said, and I smiled. "I love you too, Nialler."

The ride to the hospital was peaceful. There were a few photographers outside, and Niall cursed. "I'm sorry, Princess." He muttered, as he parked the car. "It's ok." I replied weakly. I opened the door, and pulled myself out. My stomach looked bigger, and I hoped that those paps wouldn't get a picture of it. I don't want the world to know I'm pregnant just yet. Niall squeezed my hand, putting an arm around my waist. "Let's get inside." We moved as fast as possible, Niall shielding me from the cameras. "Thank you." I said to him, as we made it through the doors of the hospital.

We sat down in the waiting room, just like I had two months ago, but it was different now. Niall was here, which made everything better. "Rosemary!" I heard my doctors cheery voice, even before I saw him. I smiled at him, and he motioned for us to follow him. "Come on!" I told Niall, grabbing his hand. He smiled, and we walked together, hand-in-hand.

"Are you ready?" My doctor asked, and I looked at Niall. He nodded, squeezing my hand. "We're ready." Niall told him. After a lot of different tools with wires were attached to my stomach, we looked towards the computer screen. On the screen was my baby. Our baby. I almost cried. I feel like crying. Niall kissed my forehead, as he rubbed his thumb over my hand.

"Would you like to know the gender of your new baby?" Niall and I nodded at the same moment. The doctor smiled. "Your baby is a-"

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Sorry guys... Really bad cliffhanger!

I need to start updating more often......

I'll try, I promise!!

That's it. I'm like the queen of the shortest authors notes ever, so sorry. :(

-kenzie💜

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