"Michael.." I mummer in the dark. I sit up, my arm shaking him slightly. My eyes travel to the clock, 12:33. "Michael" I say again. He stirs but doesn't wake.
"Michael Gordon Clifford, wake the fuck up now" I hiss. Michael groans. I watch him roll over and rub his eyes.
"What?" He asks. I reach for his arm, putting it on my stomach. "What?" He repeats.
"Guess talking about the little guy kicking got him active" I smile.
"Serious?" Michael whispers. I nod. He reaches over, turning on my bed-side lamp. I look at Michael and giggle as the baby kicks again. "Holy shit" Michael gasps as he sits up.
"He's been at it for awhile. First I didn't know what it was, I just thought you were wide awake and poking my belly-"
"I do that sometimes."
"So I sat up to tell you off but you were fast asleep. Then I thought something was wrong then I realise our baby is kicking" I beam.
"Oh my god" Michael gasps again. I giggle softly as I watch him stare at my stomach. "D-does it feel weird?"
"Kinda" I mummer.
"This is great omg!" Michael says. I smile at him. "How long have you been awake?"
"Half an hour."
"Why didn't you wake me up then?"
"Like I said, I didn't know what was happening."
"Right yeah sorry" Michael apologises.
"And plus, it took me forever to wake you."
"Oh shush" Michael rolls his eyes. "This is so cool though."
"Yeah, and I was thinking if we do get that house could we find out the gender and like do the room?"
"Yeah." Michael nods.
"But like keep it a secret from everyone else" I continue.
"Why?"
"Well, I know we are going to get stuff from your fans-"
"But wouldn't you want them to know in case the get the from shit?"
"Wrong stuff," I correct Michael. Michael rolls his eyes.
"I guess but I kind of want everyone to be surprised that's all."
"I know, how about we keep it a secret until just a couple of months before?" Michael suggests. I nod.
"Sounds good" I say, just as there is a knock on the door. My eyes widen. We probably woke Harry up. Shit. The door opens revealing Harry.
"Shut up. Some people are trying to sleep" He grumbles, closing the door again. Michael and I chuckle, laying back down.
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"Alright, so our flight is booked for tomorrow night" Michael says walking into the kitchen.
"Are you going over to look at that house?" Gemma asks.
"Yeah" I mumble, taking another sip of my coffee. After Harry came into our room last night and Michael went back to sleep, I could t sleep. The baby kept kicking for another hour or so, then I just couldn't get to sleep. But then Michael is waking me up just after I fall asleep, so to say I am tired is an understatement.
Michael sits beside, placing his hand on my knee. I sigh, lean back in the chair. I place my cup on table and close my eyes.
"Morning!" I groan as Harry walks into the room. Michael chuckles beside me. I sit up and flare at Harry. "Shouldn't stay up talking all night sis," Harry continues.
