Carrier

Modest Mistakes

Twins 2 years old

Elisa 9 months

Pregnancy 3 months

Zayn's POV

Driving home from Liam's mum's house is difficult. He has barely said a dozen words to me since we left. He clings to me in the backseat of the car and I run my fingers through his hair trying to sooth him and bring him any comfort to him that I can.

This morning before we left David had to inform him that he would not be able to attend his mum's funeral for security reasons which resulted in him falling into my arms sobbing.

"Are you doing okay?" I ask him as we near the last half hour of our trip nearing Niall's home.

"Y-Yeah, just feel numb. I just want to go home and see the babies," he replies snuggling into my chest tears falling onto my jacket, but I do not mind. I just rub his back in hopes of bring him some comfort. I kiss the top of his head worrying about his stress levels and the babies that live within him.

When we arrive outside the gates there are paparazzi and fans. Liam grabs my hand fear in his eyes. His free hand goes to his belly as if preparing himself to protect it.

Robert narrows his eyes and inches forward honking his horn at anybody that dares get in his way. There are taps at the windows, flashes of cameras and tugs at the door handles. Liam whimpers in my arms holding onto me tightly.

"It's okay. They're not going to touch you," I assure him running my hands up and down his arms trying to get him to relax.

Both cars make it through the gates that surround the house and once inside David gets out of the car closing the gates by hand and making sure nobody slips in.

Once parked Robert and I get out of the car first. I turn to help Liam out of the car next with my body and Robert's shielding him from view of the cameras as he gets out. We make our way to the doors with me holding on tightly to Liam so he doesn't slip.

As soon as the front door is open and we are inside we are rushed. Liam is pulled from my arms and hugged by everybody.

The twins are shouting Am over and over running over eager to see their Ama.

Liam is eager to hug and kiss everybody tears running down his cheeks as he holds them all close and he is held in their arms.

"Niall I want you to have sex with me. Now. I don't want to wait," Liam shocks us by saying, but I understand his meaning. He fears losing any of us and without Niall having sex with him or drinking his blood he is not gifted with the immorality leaving him vulnerable in a terrified Liam's eyes.

I expect Louis to protest, but he is silent. There is understanding in his eyes along with tears. He reaches over squeezing Liam's hand. I do not know what Harry, Niall and him discussed but it seems to have done the trick.

"Are you sure? Liam, I don't want to do anything you're not ready for," Niall says reaching out his hand to him cradling his cheek with a confidence I have not seen before in him around Liam.

"Yes, I can't lose you Niall. You're my husband too...I mean I want you to be. I need you, I can't lose you. I love you," Liam cries holding onto Niall for dear life.

"Okay, calm down. We can do that babe. Let us just put the babies down for their nap and have Heather and Melissa come over," Harry assures him rubbing his back.

"Okay, but can I go to the bedroom, I-I need to lay down. I need to get out of this. I-I want these clothes gone," he says tears running down his cheeks.