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Playing Favourites - Zianourry Mpreg

Playing Favourites

Liam was sitting on the couch chewing on some overcooked pasta he made for himself. His bump pushed out slightly. It had finally started to round out. Niall grinned as he happily came downstairs, bag over his shoulder and shirt untucked. "Hey, Li, how are you feeling?" He asked, hands curving around his bump gently. They had all be pretty certain from the start that Niall was the baby’s biological father.

"I'm doing okay, would be better if I wasn't eating overcooked pasta. How's Lou?" Liam replied, placing another mouthful of the food into his mouth.

"I would've cooked for you, you should've just asked," Niall smiled. "Louis' okay, he has an a football thing next week he wants us all to go to. We can't miss it."

"Don't forget I have my photography expo next week, as well. I'm getting all your tickets, tomorrow. I'm so excited. This could be my big break," Liam grinned, setting his bowl down. "Tell me the date for Louis' football thing and I'll put it in my calendar." Liam smiled, hands curling around his round belly.

"I think it's a Friday. We will definitely be at your photography expo, it'll be really great, Li," Niall grinned. He stood back up, pressing a happy kiss to Liam's lips. "I'll see you, when I get home."

"Have fun!" Liam called, propping his feet up on the coffee table, as Louis staggered down the stairs, Harry holding his shoulder and waist to secure him despite Liam being further along.

"Morning, Liam! Are you eating pasta for breakfast?" Harry asked, as he placed Louis down on the couch beside Liam, pecking the brown eyed boy's lips before turning his nose up at the pasta dish. "Is this overcooked? Who made this?"

"I did, I was hungry, this morning. I've been up since Zayn left," Liam replied, before Louis was pulling him close to give him a kiss. "I was checking my emails and left it cooking for too long. But I still ate it."

"I wouldn't of eaten this, Liam, it's not good for you." Harry called from the kitchen. Liam rolled his eyes fondly and let out a tired yawn. Body slumping further back against the couch.

He was watching Louis out of the corner of his eye, the older male holding his belly happily. He didn't really get it. Louis was already the centre of everybody's attention.

As the week rolled past, Liam got excited for his photography expo and Louis got excited for his football awards night, Louis was up for the biggest award. Liam had reminded the lads every night at dinner time that his expo was the sixth and that was the Thursday. Louis' was meant to be the seventh, on the Friday.

He had a huge smile on his face as he flicked through the pictures on his camera. Louis peering across, admiring the pretty photos. Liam did agree that Louis looked adorable pregnant. Even at this early, he already had that glow that some pregnant people got. Liam hadn't gotten it, yet.

"That's me!" Louis cooed, ushering to the picture Liam had up, writing down the number so he could remember for the expo.

"Yep! I have an individual of all of you in the expo." Liam happily replied, tilting the camera closer to give Louis a better look. The happy lad admiring the picture, head tilting slightly.

"That's a really nice picture of me, Li." Louis cooed. Leaning over and nuzzling into the edge of Liam’s neck. His hands pressing again the brown eyed lad's belly gently.

Of course Louis fell asleep against Liam, his flawless face pressed into the edge of Liam's collarbone, he was flicking through the channels on the television, his other hand gently running up and down Louis' back. Liam knew very well that Louis was utterly gorgeous, pregnant or not, he was still as beautiful as Liam had ever seen. He was just pregnant.