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Pregnancy Preference #15 - Baby Showers

Pregnancy Preference #15 - Baby Showers.

Creds to NIALLS-SCOTTISH-MOFO

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Ashton: You hadn't really put much thought into having a baby shower but both your and Ashton's mum practically begged you to have one. So here you were, sat in the living room with a bunch of your friends and since your mum had planned it all, Ashton wasn't allowed to attend, much to your disappointment. The room looked like a paint bomb containing pink had exploded; there were pink balloons, pink streamers and a giant pink cake surrounded with presents on the table. "Oh, this is cute!" you exclaimed, picking up the soft white onesie with a large pink love heart in the middle. There was a soft knock from the door, making you look up as Ashton came in, "Can I come in and get a glass of water? Or am I going to be thrown out again?" Before anyone could protest, you nodded, "Yes! Please do!" So for the rest of the afternoon, you kept a tight grip on Ashton's hand, meaning he stayed, suffering through the squeals and such of all your guests.

Calum: It was all his idea; he could see how keeping two babies healthy instead on one was taking a toll on you both physically and mentally, so he called up all your friends and family, telling them that instead of bringing presents for the baby, to bring things for you. When you saw what was happening, you ended up letting a few tears slip. "Hey," Calum cooed, wrapping his arms around you, "It's okay." You kept your face hidden in his chest, not wanting anyone to see you cry as he stroked your hair. After calming down, he led you over to a chair and helped you sit down and spent the afternoon watching as you got given gift cards for manicures and spa days and when it was all over, you were more relaxed and Calum could see that some of the colour had come back to your face. "Thank you," you whispered, "I needed that." He smiled, letting out a small chuckle as you handed him a take out menu, "Get me some Chinese food."

Luke: "How are you feeling?" your mum asked, taking a seat beside you. "Tired," you muttered, "As always but I'm getting there." You looked around your living room, smiling at all the decorations Luke had worked tirelessly to get up in time for the party and since you were having a boy, you couldn't not let him come. Speaking of Luke, he came in carrying a plate of food from the barbecue he was taking care of outside, smiling when he caught you staring at him. "Present time everyone!" your mum called, causing you to groan. You honestly hated all of this attention being on you but everyone seemed to be having such a good time, that you sucked it up and moved from the couch to a comfortable chair that Luke had put at the head of the large dining room table. He stood behind you, his hands massaging your shoulders as Calum handed you a small gift, "This is from me and the other guys." Smiling, you took it from him and slowly pulled the paper, feeling Luke peer over your head so he could see what it was. You smiled again as a stuffed tiger fell onto your lap, causing you to look up at all the guys who had suddenly appeared and held your arms out, giving all three of them a tight hug as well as you could, "Thank you, I'm sure he'll love it."

Michael: Since your party was starting in a few minutes, you went in search of Michael to tell him that he had to think about leaving. You knew he wouldn't want to stay and so you made the whole thing a female only party. You found him in the kitchen, sitting at the table with a pen in his hand and a piece of paper on the table. "What're you doing?" you asked, sitting down beside him. "Well your mum told me that one of the activities you're doing today is a time capsule type thing. I just wanted to write something before I left." he smiled, looking over at you. "(Y/N), that's everyone here." your mum said quietly, grabbing your hand as she began pulling you into the sitting room, where all of your guests were gathered. You blew Michael a kiss before you turned around the corner. Once you were sat down, you could see that nearly all of the guests had brought something to put in the box. You looked up when Michael leant over, putting his letter into the box before dropping a kiss to your forehead. "Have fun, love. Give me a call when it's safe to come home, yeah?" Nodding, you pushed him towards the door, eyes then looking down at the letter that was the only thing in the container at the minute, wondering what he could have written.