5sos Pregnancy Series

Week 35

Ashton (his pov)

I heard glass brake in the kitchen and immediately got up from my desk. "Mandy?" I called out as I jogged to the kitchen. I saw a broken glass and water all over the floor. "Don't move." I said getting a broom to clean the mess up. She stood there leaning back a little to balance her weight. "I'm sorry Ash. I kept running into things and knocking them down with my huge stomach." She said annoyed. I shook my head, "Its ok. You don't don't need to apologize. It happens." I said looking up at her as I swept. "I can't even reach the table," She giggled. "Or the steering wheel in the car." I swept the glass into a pile, it up with the dustpan. I chuckled, "Thats great! It means our girl is big and healthy! Plus your defiantly done driving."
Calum (his pov)

"Happy Birthday Cal!" Rachel greeted me. She was standing in the kitchen making breakfast. "Thanks babe. What are you making?" I kissed her forehead putting a hand on her bump. "Chocolate chip pancakes becuase I know you like pancakes and mostly because I wanted a reason to have chocolate. " she smiled putting a pancake on my plate. I chuckled, "As long as your happy I'm happy. So I thought we could go out to dinner? Maybe see if my parents want to come since it is their only sons birthday. " I said grinning. All I want for my birthday is to be with the ones I love. "Here's what I was thinking: we can do presents now then in a couple hours go out for lunch. After your long afternoon of signing you and the guys can go to the bar or something. Maybe they can buy you a cake because I totally forgot to get you one. Sorry about by the way but we can go get one if you want?" She giggled. "What do you think?" She raised her eyebrow waiting for my response. "You'd really let me go out with the guys and leave you here?" I was shocked. What if I did go only to have her yell at me when I get home for leaving her? "Of course. You've been so great about staying home whenever you can to take care of me. I dont see why you cant go out and have a great time on your birthday. Plus it might be the last time so enjoy it! Dont worry about me- ill be fine." A smiled spread across my face. "Thank you Rache. Theres always a cell phone if you need me." I wrapped my arms around her, "I love you" I whispered. Im free!!!-for the night.

Luke (his pov)

I was in the kitchen making toast maybe because its the only thing i can cook besides cerel. Sam then came in looking like a wreck. Must've had a rough night. She sat down at the table groaning. "Shut up Luke!" Another day in paradise. "What? Babe I didn't say anything." I said confused. I started spreading butter on the toast after it popped out of the toaster. I raised the bread to my mouth. "And stop breathing on my neck!" She snapped. I dropped my toast. I was not even close to her right now. "Sam I'm all the way over here." "No at night. God my back hurts." She said putting a hand on her back. "Do you want me to me massage it?" I asked. "No don't touch me." I took a bite and opened the fridge to get orange juice. I poured myself glass. "Do you want me to do anything?" I'm kinda afraid she'll snap at me for something I didn't even know I was doing. "Have sex with me. Now." She said getting up. I choked. Didn't she just say 'don't touch me?' "What? Right this moment?" "Yes, I want this baby out and I've heard sex helps start labor. I'm uncomfortable and everything hurts." She whined. "But your not due until another few weeks. He'll come when he comes. I know it's hard." She sighed and walked out of the kitchen leaving me blank. How did the conversation go to 'shut up Luke' to 'have sex with me'?
Michael (her pov)

"What I like about you, you hold me tight" I sat at home watching the boys perform live on my TV. Michael made me stay home. He's really taking the doctors orders seriously. I have been having more bad days then good days lately. But today I felt fine so thats why Michael's on stage. I literally had to kick him out of the door. I felt another wave of pain, stronger then the last one. I have been feeling pretty bad cramps all day. I just shook it off thinking they're Braxton hicks. They have been happening more often and becoming stronger..... could they actually be real contractions?

Ten minutes later as if God was answering my question, I felt a warm fluid running down my leg. Oh my gosh...its happening. I started to panick a little since Michael wasnt with me. He was still on my TV strumming his guitar. Do I get a new pair of pants or call Micheal? I decided to call Michael. "Pick up pick up pick up" I muttered. He said he would have his phone in his pants at all times! "Why doesn't the bastard ever answer his phone?!" I yelled in frustration but then realized that theres no way he can hear his ringtone through the roaring crowd. But It is true- he never answers his phone that he's always on. "Focus Charlotte" I said to myself. Then I remembered the number of their bodyguard Michael had written down on the fridge in case this happened. I dialed the number, hand clutched around the phone as if it was slippery soap. Three rings and I heard a low voice, "Hello?" "Hi this is Charlotte Clifford. I need you to get Michael off the stage because I'm in labor." I said trying to sound calm. It felt weird to say 'I'm in labor'. "Oh ok Charlotte. I'll go get him right now. Good luck!" He said and hung up.