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Pregnancy Series #8 - Cravings

Pregnancy Series #8 - Cravings.

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Ashton: When he woke up, you weren't beside him after seeing that it was three in the morning, he got up and went in search of you, finding you in the kitchen. He watched you for a while as you drank almost a whole carton of apple juice from the fridge before sighing happily. "What are you doing?" he asked, making you jump slightly. "Baby want's it." you answered, bringing the carton back to your lips. "You're going to be peeing like there's no tomorrow." he chuckled, arms wrapping around your waist. You shrugged, "You don't understand what it's like. An overwhelming craving for something you've just gotta have..." He held his hand up in defense as he sensed that you were getting frustrated with him, "Okay love, I'll pick some more up for you tomorrow, okay? Now please come back to bed." You nodded, letting him take your hand and lead you back to your bed.

Calum: It wasn't food you were craving, oh no, you were craving scents. It was strange but one day, you were washing some clothes and when you got a smell of he fabric softener, you were hooked. So when Calum came down the stairs wearing a new cologne, you slyly made your way over to him, burying your nose into his shirt. "Oh, hello." he smiled, wrapping his arm around you. Instead of answering, you inhaled the smell of his shirt and almost moaned from how good it was. "(Y/N)?" Calum asked slowly, "Are you...smelling me?" You nodded, "Can't help it. Being pregnant makes me want to smell things all the time. You smell amazing!" He chuckled quietly and kissed your forehead, "I'll keep in mind that you like it."

Luke: "Hmm...what do you fancy today?" you asked, looking down at your stomach while you opened the cupboards. Luke came in while you were bent down searching for something and sat down on one of the stools at the island, "What're you looking for?" You let out a small noise as you found a bottle of caramel sauce, turning around and thumping it down on the table. "Will you make me some mashed potato?" you asked, looking up at him with wide eyes. "Umm...sure. Why?" he was looking confused as he made his way around the kitchen to get the stuff he needed. When he was finished, you looked between the two things before squirting half of the bottle of sauce into the mashed potato, mixing it together. "That looks disgusting." Luke muttered, picking up his coffee mug and leaving the room. "Shut up!" you called after him, "Your baby is making me want this!"

Michael: You watched him sleeping for a few minutes, internally debating on whether or not you should wake him. You knew you wouldn't be able to sleep until you had it. "Michael?" you murmured, prodding his side gently, "Mikey?" He let out a small groan and turned over to face you, "What's going on? You okay?" You nodded and began trailing your fingertips up his arm, "Could you go out and get me a curry?" He took a glance at the clock, "Now? It's almost four in the morning." You nodded sheepishly, "The baby wants it." He sighed, a smile on his lips as he got out of bed, coming around to your side and pressing a kiss to your lips, "You're lucky I love you. I'll be back soon. You want the one that you had last week? The spicy one?" You grinned and got comfortable in the bed, grabbing your book as you looked forward to satisfying your craving.