I was in mine and Louis' living room, trying to relax while he was gone. I laid on the couch, lifting up my shirt as I started to gently poke my baby bump.
I grumbled and said, "Why can't you be out of me already?! Nine months my ass."
I laid my head back down on a pillow, staring at the ceiling. As I heard keys jingling from the other side of the front door, I propped myself up on my elbows.
I smiled as I saw my Lou walk in the door, carrying a few shopping bags. I stood up and walked over to him, him dropping the bags to the floor as he wrapped his arms around my back.
He leaned down and kissed the tip of my nose, "And how's my beautiful, pregnant wife?"
I let out a small sigh and said, "God, don't remind me about the thing inside me."
"Delilah, that 'thing' is our beautiful boy."
"Louis, you're not the one who has some bastard child inside them," I huffed out.
Louis gave me a look as he dropped to his knees, lifted up my shirt, revealing my stomach.
He placed gentle kisses against my tummy and said, "Don't listen to you're mum, she's just being a little hormonal."
I giggled as Louis looked up at me, placing yet another kiss against me, "Lou, not trying to ruin this 'moment', but it kinda looks like you're going to do a little some some to me. If you know what I mean....."
Louis chuckled as he stood up, leaving a gentle kiss against my lips, "How'd you think we could make the baby without a little some some?"
I smiled, "I don't know. Maybe the stork?"
"You are something else. I like that," Louis said as his ocean blue eyes stared into mine.
Our perfect moment ended as I felt something wet trickle down my leg.
I looked down then back up, meeting Louis' eyes once again, "Lou, my water broke!"
Louis smiled, "I'll, uh, go get the bags from the nursery."
I nodded as he ran from me and down the hall.
I looked down at my stomach and smiled, "You're finally listening to your mommy. I think I'm gonna like you kid."
As I looked back up I saw my crazy Lou running towards me, throwing a jacket at my face, "Here, it's a little chilly out."
"Just throwing jackets at your pregnant's wife face? Thanks babe," I said sarcastically.
Louis laughed and said, "Sorry, love. I'm just in a hurry to get to the hospital."
***
"Lou, this isn't as bad as I thought I'd be," I said as we drive off to the hospital.
Louis smiled, "Don't jinx yourself. You still have to get through with actually giving birth to him."
I rolled my eyes at him while I reached for my phone.
"What are you doing?" Louis asked.
"Calling your perverted bastard of a friend," I smirked.
Louis laughed, "Yeah, that perverted bastard's going to be the godfather of our kid, Delilah. Just wanna make sure you know that."
I let out a giggle as I entered in the number, putting the phone on speaker so Louis could hear. It rang, and rang, and rang, until someone on the other end picked up.
"Hello???" A raspy voice asked.
"HARRY I'M HAVING THE BABY!!!" I shouted into the phone.
"Really?! Awesome, you're finally gonna get your sexy body back. You're like gonna be a sexy mum. One sexy ass mum."
