Preparing for the baby (pregnancy series)

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Harry: "Hey babe, I'm home!" Harry called out. He set down all the grocery bags that he had in his hands as you came waddling down the stairs. "Did you get the ice cream?" you asked excitedly. He dug through the bags and found it, handing the carton to you. "I have something else too," he smiled while gently grabbing your hand and rubbing the back of it with his thumb, "It's out in the car." He led you outside to the driveway where his black Range Rover sat, and opened the back door. "Well....come here and look," he chuckled as you walked around the door and peeked inside. You jaw instantly dropped when you saw the carseat you had wanted for the longest time. "Oh my god...Harry!," you shouted ecstatically, hugging him as tight as you could. After a quick kiss on the lips you turned back to the very high end carseat and felt it's soft fabric. "I thought it was time to get one...you know...since the baby's gonna be here soon," he grinned while placing his hand softly on the small of your back. "Harry...this is just...just perfect...thank you so much," you smiled as he wrapped an arm around you and held you close.

Zayn: You had just gotten back home from a nice lunch you had with a few friends when Zayn called you up to the bedroom. He covered your eyes at the top of the stairs with his hands and led you inside the room. "Okay ready?" you asked. "Yea, just show me already!" you replied excitedly. He slowly took his hands off and revealed all the infant baby clothes that he had laid out on the bed. As you stood and looked at all the tiny clothes before you he spoke, "I know we still have a few months, but I thought I'd buy some clothes....to be prepared yeah?" he said sweetly as he walked behind you and placed his arms around your waist. Your eyes began tearing up, "Zayn, I can't believe you went and did this," you smiled as you picked up a baby sized varsity jacket. "That's my favorite," he chuckled. "I woulda never guessed," you said sarcastically as you placed it gently back onto the bed. You turned around and met his gaze, "You're amazing, you know that?" you questioned, tearing up again. He looked down to the floor and back up at you, "if anyone's amazing it's you babe," he smiled, placing his warm hands onto your baby bump and kissing your lips softly.

Liam: "Okay so I know you said we need to start preparing since this baby is due in a week.....so I went and bought some stuff," he explained while leading you into the kitchen. "Oh god Liam...what did you get?" you asked nervously as he brought you in front of a cabinet. He opened it up, and what you saw instantly made you laugh. "Wait...you seriously bought all that?" you chuckled pointing to the at least 100 cans of baby formula. "Well, this stuff is important and we'll run out quick!" he exclaimed, making you laugh even more. You pulled him into a hug, "you are too cute Liam," you smiled, pressing your lips against his. "I just wanna be prepared," he chuckled, kissing you again. "Well we're definitely prepared in the formula department for a while," you grinned, "thanks for doing this though." "Of course babe," he replied while closing the cabinet door.

Niall: Niall sent you on a spa day because he said he needed to "do a few things around the house." You were pretty nervous, but the massage he bought for you seemed to erase all your worries away. After the hour long pregnancy massage and mani-pedi you drove home and anxiously unlocked the front door to the house and walked inside, "Niall?" you called out. "In the hallway babe!" he yelled back. You walked around the corner and saw him adjusting something on a light outlet, "Um....what're you doing?" you asked, furrowing your eyebrows. He smiled and stood up, "I just finished baby proofing the whole house," he said happily. "You didn't need to do that yet, the baby won't be crawling around for a while once (he/she's) born," you chuckled. "I know, but it's always good to be prepared right?" he questioned, walking over to you and kissing your cheek. "Definitely," you smiled at him. He grabbed your hand and intertwined your guys' fingers, "so let me show you what I did!" he said excitedly. He took you on a tour around the whole house, showing you what he accomplished throughout the day. Outlet covers, cabinet locks, and edge guards for sharp corners around the house were just a few of the things he did. "Wow Niall...I'm impressed," you smiled, kissing one of his pink cheeks. "Just wanna be safe ya know?" he chuckled. "You're going to be a great father babe," you said softly while taking a seat on the living room couch. He took a seat next to you and smiled, "and you're going to be an amazing mother, I just know it."

Louis: You sat on the couch, watching some TV, when Louis came downstairs with an unfamiliar Jack Wills duffel bag. "Lou....babe....what is that?" you questioned. He came and sat down next to you, placing the new navy blue bag on his lap. "This is your pregnancy bag," he smiled as he began to unzip it. "Pregnancy bag?" you asked confused. "Yea, I have everything in here you will possibly need when you go into labour," he explained as he took out some things. "But Lou we still have 2 months left until the due date," you chuckled while you rubbed your protruding belly. "Love....people have early deliveries all the time...we need to be prepared for anything," he said seriously, brushing your cheek with his thumb. "So I have some pajamas, comfy clothes, a few of your favorite dvd's just in case, and some other stuff that you'll probably want," he smiled happily. You shook your head in disbelief at the scene before you, "I think you just may be the most perfect man ever," you laughed, making him chuckle too. He leaned down and kissed your grinning lips, "Yea, I know," he joked. "No, but really you are, I don't know any guy who'd do this," you said, grabbing his hand. "I love you," you smiled. He put everything back into the bag and zipped it up, "I love you too babe," he muttered before pressing his lips to yours once more.

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