Lauren's POV
"What the hell am I suppose to do?" I stand up.
"Tell Camila for starters," Dinah says.
"No shit! But I just can't walk up to my one-week girlfriend and say 'hey, I'm pregnant!'. I don't even know if she even wants kids," I said.
"And do you suspect she doesn't?" Normani asks.
"She acts... Weird when she's around kids," I sit back down.
"Really? Why?" Normani asks.
"I don't know I've never asked her. I just made myself pretend like I didn't notice it," I said.
"Mami."
I look over to see juñior walking in, his hair messy, as he clutches the stuffed tiger my dad gave him.
"Good morning, baby. Happy birthday," I smile. I kneel and move his messy hair out of his face as I plant a kiss on his forehead.
"Are we going out today, mami?" Zayn Jr. asks.
"Yes. Just you and me," I said.
"Is papi coming to my party?" Zayn Jr. asks.
"I... I don't know, baby..." I whisper.
"What are we going to do today, mami?" Zayn Jr. asks.
"That is a surprise, baby," I smile. I smooth down his pajamas as I place a hand on his small chest. "Go get dressed," I said.
"But you always dress me," Zayn Jr. says.
"Your five years old. You're a big boy," I said.
"Okay! I won't let you down, mami!" Zayn Jr. smiles and runs back into his room.
"I know you won't!" I call out. I stand back up and look at the others.
"So... Are you going to tell juñior he's going to have a sibling?" Liam asks.
"Not entirely. I'm just going to ask him about what he will feel about it," I said.
"Well, if it helps, he's told me he always wanted a baby sister," Liam smiles.
"But?" I raise an eyebrow.
"But also a brother so he can play with him. He says he sometimes gets lonely," Liam frowns.
"Yeah. He's told me the same. But Zayn Jr. also gets jealous. Whenever I'm around other kids he gets mad. Throws a tantrum," I said.
"You have one complicated kid," Dinah says.
Ally slaps a hand over Dinah's mouth and smiles. "But we love him," She says.
"Mami! I'm ready," Zayn Jr. walks into the room.
"Perfect," I smile.
In the car, I buckle juñior's seatbelt before I close the backseat door and I get on the driver's seat. "Where do you want to go, baby?" I look back at him.
"Can we go to the comic book store?" Zayn Jr. asks.
"Sure, baby. Are you getting another Spider-Man comic?" I smile.
"Yeah. For bedtime stories," Zayn Jr. smiles.
"Okay," I laugh softly.
After going to the comic book store and buying the Spider-Man comic, I take juñior to the park as we walk side by side, hand in hand.
"Sweetie, I have a question," I speak up.
"Yes, mami?" Zayn Jr. looks up at me.
"What will you feel like if you were to have a sibling?" I ask.
