Wrong lies -M.R, D.M, T.N

59- Prepearing for a baby

"If this was a movie."

"Cissy, you know I can help you cook. Right?" I ask my favourite woman after my own mother. She shakes her head, pointing to my stomach before calling on my mother.

"No, I already sent my daughter-in-law off to rest. Don't force me to do the same thing with you. No cooking before that little guy has left your body, and you feel all good again." My mother walks in behind me, leaving a kiss on my cheek before joining her best friend's side.

"Your daughter wants to help us cook dinner while being eight months pregnant." I smile faintly, hand on my stomach, feeling the little man kicking his way out.

"No need to be kind when pregnant, my girl. You have all the time in the world to do mommy duties. Now lean back and let grandma help." Telling you that I love my mother would be an understatement because she is the best thing in this world. I love her to death.

"Ah, Mattheo, my boy. Tell my daughter to stop putting her nose in the kitchen when resting." My baby daddy joins me, smirking down at me before smiling at my mother and Cissy.

"I was actually looking for her. She told me she wanted to start planning the birth; it seems like the thought of it is stressing her now." It terrifies me, actually; I am going to push a little man out of my vagina. Hear me out; I bet other women who work out weekly can fix that. But I haven't moved in one year and barely worked out besides running a little in my entire life.

"Well, it is good that she won't be alone through the birth." Mattheo sneaks his arms around me, landing just on my stomach. It is amazing when he does it, knowing we have made all that. That he has been on my side through it all.

"Come on, darling. Let the real ones handle the kitchen while we rest a little." My mother only smiles at me as he leads me out of the kitchen and towards the living room.

"I was just going to help with the dish-"

"Not the time to overwork that body of yours. Take the chance to rest. What happened to the girl who refused to leave bed in school because she was tired?" I smile faintly, looking down at my feet. That was ages ago; at least, it feels like it. I feel so grown up now compared to how I felt back then. I am carrying a child, for fucks sake.

"Hey, you know you are not actually allowed to have sex six weeks after birth?" My best friend's voice says as we enter the living room, and I feel Mattheos hand tighten around mine. It looks like baby daddy didn't know that before.

"Are we sure this baby was the right dec-"

"I am sure you can stay away from that for six weeks. Besides, we will be busy with the baby."

"You mean Noah!" Theo announces, and I smirk, shaking my head. He still doesn't know the baby's name; technically, he does, but it is nothing we will tell him until we are holding him in our hands. Ella smiles at me. They are the most supportive friends anyone can have, and I am so glad Theo has someone like her. They are the most perfect match, probably more perfect than Mattheo and I. That says a lot.

"Have you all thought that Daisy and Zoe are growing humans inside of them? Like they are living a kangaroo life." Did Theo just compare me with a kangaroo?

"Theo baby, do you realise kangaroos and humans have made babies for just as long? That was a bad comparison." Theo stays quiet for a second, and I realise this is my moment to support my best friend again. Every time someone makes him feel stupid, I support him. I may agree with them, but that isn't something I am going to let Theo know.

"Hey, it was a great comparison; you know Winnie the Pooh. My baby will definitely try sneaking back inside of me-"

"Stop, that was just disgusting. No more talk or comparisons. My son will be his own individual and be perfect." That's my man. Helping me out when I am about to say something stupid or embarrassing.

"Of course, he will be perfect; he is the son of Daisy Scott."

"Daisy Riddle if I may." Theo looks down at my hands and then back up to my face.

"I ain't looking at her in a wedding dress." Theo smirked, and Mattheo only grew more irritated. This is how our lives are. Theo is joking around, and my boyfriend gets more irritated every day. Although they love each other to death, that's for sure.

"One day, her love will be celebrated, that is for sure." Mattheo smiles down at me. We promised each other we would get married once Noah was out and big enough to stay with Cissy and my mother. We want him to be there, but not need to be breastfed or crying twenty-four seven. It will happen, so there is no need to stress when we are happy.

"You better celebrate it and not tolerate it." The smirk on Theo's lips grows, and I sigh, knowing that it isn't a joke Mattheo will handle easily.

"Do I look like a fucking man tolerating the love of my lives love instead of making her feel perfect and beautiful every single day?" He glues his gaze onto Theo, who looks proud and happy about what Mattheo said.

"That is what I needed to say. Hey, is everything even ready for children living here? Is this place child-protected?" I sigh; that is my stress for the past nine months. The boys have all done their best to ensure children can pop out anytime now, but this is our first child. We have no idea what is safe and what's not; I guess that is something you have to learn with time.

"It will work out, trust us." Matt leans down to peck my lips, and I smile faintly.

"They both will grow up in a house filled with people who love them to death. Of course, it will work out. And we will all be here for you guys." Ella smiles at me. I am incredibly thankful for the family we all built; it may not always have been easy. We have had our ups and downs, but we ended up here, and for that, I am so grateful. I smile before turning around and facing Draco, standing at the entrance door. He looks happy and terrified simultaneously, and I assume he is just nervous that Zoe will give birth in a week or so.

"Is dinner done?" Mattheo asks, holding my hand and smiling towards his best friend, who looks more panicked.

"Zoe is going to give birth; we are doing this." My heart drops the second he says it. Zoe is ready to give birth; they are going to the hospital to give birth to their son, and they are ready. Am I ready? Oh my god, this is happening.

"Hey, calm down. Do you have the things ready?" We all stand up, running to him; Draco is a nerve wreck.

"Everything is ready. My mother will accompany us, and I will keep you updated in the group chat. Oh my god, I am becoming a dad?" I feel the tears running down my cheek as I embrace him with a hug. My best friends are becoming mom and dad today.

"Take care of her for me. Make sure she gets all the help she needs, okay?" He nods slowly before hugging us goodbye and running out through the door.

"So, is this all really happening? We are opening our family for more fellas?" Theo smiles at me, and I nod, wiping a few tears. Yeah, this is really happening.

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Short...
But there is more to come...
Someone is soon to come.
Soon