"okay so I got you two burgers with double cheese, no pickles, a large fires and an Oreo milkshake", holland called through the house, meeting me on the couch
"thank you", I smiled widely, reaching our my hands for the bag "did you get ketchup?"
"of course honey", holland went to the kitchen retrieving napkins and two plates, returning to sit on the floor beside to where I was on the couch
"here this one is yours", I passed her, her burger and small fries
"keep your second burger in the bag honey so that it keeps warm", she took the bag placing in on the table
"god this is just what I wanted", I moaned at the taste, alternating between my burger, fries and then my milkshake
"were you okay while I was gone?"
"it was okay except one of then was kicking me directly in the bladder"
"that must have been delightful", holland smirked
"oh just a joy", I rolled my eyes "I'm going to miss doing this"
"honey using your stomach as a table isn't exactly an accomplishment"
"I would like to see you do it", I picked up milkshake up off my bump slurping hard making holland repulse
"I hate when you do that"
"I know that why I do it"
holland and I ate in a serene silence until I had finished my burger
"honey", I whined
"what is it darling?"
"can I have my second burger?"
"of course", she passes it to me "eating two burgers, fries and a milkshake.. now that's an accomplishment"
--
"lift up your shirt sweetheart", holland came over kneeling beside me on the bed "there we go", holland placed the oil cream on my stomach, rubbing it in.
Holland had been doing this my entire pregnancy to help me with the stretch marks
"thank you for doing this", I hummed enjoying the feeling
"I like doing it, especially when the girls start kicking"
"I'm glad someone enjoys it"
--
"okay I'm ready to go", I slowly came out of the bedroom, wearing anything that I could fit onto my body
"honey-", holland chuckled
"holland I am thirty-four weeks pregnant, I don't want to talk about what I wearing", I huffed, sweating profusely just from getting changed
"no darling, you have two different shoes on"
"well I can't see my feet so I don't know what you expect", I groaned swaying slightly due to my whole body killing me
"let me get the other one"
holland returned, getting down to change my shoe
"thank you"
"come on my love"
--
"holland I'm not going?", I screamed across the house
"why?", holland asked walking into the bedroom
"because none of my bras fit again", I complained, sitting on the edge with a towel across my chest
"what are you doing?"
"my breasts are leaking", I removed the towel showing holland the messy state that I was in
"so you're not coming I suppose?"
"no I'm just going to stay here, you don't mind do you?"
"no darling, you stay here and rest, ill be back in a couple of hours", she came over kissing me sweetly
--
"stop", I whispered "please stop it's three in the morning", I groaned
"darling, what's going on?", holland arose from her peaceful slumber, where as I hadn't gotten any sleep at all
"they're kicking.. hard", I struggled to roll, landing flat on my back
"both of them?", holland yawned turning on the side light
"I love them so much, why do they hate me?"
"they don't hate you sweetheart", holland leant over, moving my hair out of my face
"then will you two let me get some fucking sleep! please!", I spat sternly "why won't you listen to me!"
"oh my angel", holland kissed my forehead
"will you talk to them? they seem to like you more"
"hi my little ones, listen I want you two be good girls for your mom and calm down a bit because she's really tired, and she needs all her energy to love the shit out of you once you're born.. okay?"
"oh thank god", I sighed
"they stopped?", holland sleepily replied in shock
"mmhm, see they love you already"
--
Holland pov
I was laying on the couch reading a book while Sarah was taking a nap until I was pulled from my book by Sarahs voice
"oh shit, oh shit, oh shit", Sarah groaned from the bedroom
I walked in finding Sarah sitting up in a wet circle
"darling did you wet the bed?", I rose my brows in concern. Sarah had done it before when she couldn't get to the bathroom in time.
"I don't think so", she shook her head "no I definitely didn't", Sarah whimpered, gripping her stomach
"darling", I rushed over, helping her stand up, only for her to fall back down again
"oh god that hurts", she moaned in pain
"sweetheart let's get you to the hospital", I spoke quickly grabbing a new set of sweatpants
"but the babies aren't due for another four weeks", she hissed, feeling another wave of pain take over her
"Erin said that twins commonly come early", I helped her lay back as I dragged her soaked pants off her body, drying her and pulling up the new pair
"but what if they're not ready?"
Sarahs voice changed in that moment. I had heard that change thousand times before.
she was scared .
"princess", I leant over her, wiping her tears with my thumb "it doesn't matter right now because they're coming"
heheheheh
the babies are coming bitchesss
I'm so excited!!
