'Till Death Do Us Part {Trilogy to TPL and LTF}

Chapter 54

Chapter 54

* Now Back Home*

~ Nina ~
Being as it's hard for me to hold a guitar with my growing stomach, I'm sticking to writing songs without it for now.
Or as long as someone can play it for me and help me out.
I heard the boys working on the crib upstairs and it sounded pretty serious so I decided to go see what they're up to.
In a way, I waddled, but walked normally up the stairs and into the baby's bedroom.
"How's it going?" I asked.
All the boys turned to look at me but Niall's eyes went wide.
"Nina, you have to stay off your feet!" He panicked.
I shook my head and laughed a little at his worrying.
"I'm okay. I promise you."
He still seemed a little uneasy, but went along with it anyways.
From what it looks like, they haven't gotten much done.
There are pieces of wood and screws all over the floor along with the instructions.
"So...do any of you know how to build this crib?" I joked.
"I do! But Niall's so determined to do this himself!" Liam said.
Niall dropped everything in his hands and put them up in surrender.
"Alright, go ahead and try. It's not easy."
I watched as Liam took over and managed to read the instructions unlike Niall who just rushed into it.
"Oh, oh, ow." I whimpered, leaning against the wall when I felt a pain in my stomach.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked over to me.
My eyes closed as the little pain stretched across my stomach.
"Nina, princess. Talk to me. What's wrong. What hurts?" Niall panicked, standing up and wrapping his arm around my back and grabbing onto my hand.
Why did this get sprung on me suddenly?
I don't feel sick, it just hurts a little.
"Ow, ow." I gasped, feeling it again.
"Nina, talk to us. What does it feel like? Is it another movement of the baby?" Louis said.
What does it feel like?
Once I realized, I moved my hand to the spot where it hurt the most.
Sure enough, I felt a little bump.
I grabbed Niall's wrist and moved his hand to where mine previously was.
He pulled away quickly when he felt the bump too, but then put his hand back.
"I-is that..."
"Kicks. The baby's kicking." I stated.
He gasped and tears filled his eyes as the pain decreased, but the happiness increased.
"She's kicking?! I wanna feel it!" Louis shouted, jumping straight up.
He and the rest of the boys felt the soft but fierce kicks and shook their heads out of astonishment.
They all seemed pretty amazed by this, but soon, it got a little painful for me.
"Um, I gotta go lye down. It's starting to hurt a little." I announced, beginning to walk out.
Niall walked with me, leading me to our bedroom upstairs.
"Princess, oh, this is so exciting." He exclaimed, laying me down.
"I know. It's crazy to think about."
Niall sat down on the side of the bed, placing his hand on the little bump that was growing every day.
"Only a few more months. Then we'll have a little one." He said quietly.
I smiled, knowing how excited he is about this.
I just hope we can both hold on for the ride because they say childhood goes quickly.
Like, one day they're a baby, then the next they're off to college.
I hope Niall and I are good parents.
Actually, I take that back.
I hope I'm a good parent.
I have no doubts about Niall being a good parent.
He's great with kids.
Me, on the other hand, not so much.
I just want our baby to feel comfortable around me, and know that I love her unconditionally.
She'll probably be a daddy's girl, though.
I can feel it.
He'll treat her like his other princess, and make sure she feels happy.
She'll be perfect in his eyes.
And he'll be so happy all the time because she is his firstborn, his baby girl.
He mentions that he'll make me his queen and our little creation will be his princess.
However, other times he'll say we'll both be his princesses.
"Nina."
I was brought out of my thoughts and looked up to Niall, a smile stretching at his lips.
"Zoned out?" He chuckled.
"Just thinking. Sorry, what were you saying?"
He stroked my cheek, brushing my hair out of my face.
"I was just saying that I'm going to head back with the guys to work on the room. We're hoping to get the crib done within an hour so you and I can paint."
I nodded and turned into his hand.
I know what you're thinking.
You're wondering why we're not painting before we do the crib.
Niall really wanted to build it, so we compromised.
I said he could build it with the boys, but that's it.
We'd paint the room, and then add all the finishing touches.
I just don't want the chance of paint getting on any of the furniture.
I just couldn't turn down his excitement.
"Text me if you need anything. I need you to stay off your feet."
I rolled my eyes and kissed him softly before he pulled back and kissed my stomach.
He exited the room, leaving me to have some time to myself.

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