Untitled [COMPLETE]

Untitled Chapter 10

LAST CHAPTER GAHH

"Wifey," Alexander calls. I groan at his cheery voice. I wish I was as cheery. But no, I just have to be eight months pregnant with our not so little Untitled. Alexander struts in like the model he is. He holds up a folder.

"What do you want, Alexander Styles?" My eyes narrow at him. He chuckles. He hands me the envelope. In an angry attempt to see why he's so cheery I rip the manilla envelope open. I clear my throat.

"Dear Mister and Miss Styles,
We have taken in consideration your case. As a team we have agreed that Misses Mountains will be taken here as of April 10th, 2015. You will be pleased with the work and help we can give Misses Mountains. For more information. . . Blah- call this number- blah blah. Sincerely, Greytree."

Maneuvering myself out of bed I squeal. I toss my arms around my husband. My mom is finally going to get the help she needs. Untitled kicks, hard. Alexander chuckles as he gets on his knees. With a single hand he pushes my shirt up.

"Hi, baby." He talks to Untitled as we make our way to the kitchen. I make myself a quick snack. "-Mommy is grumpy because she didn't get cheesecake last night-."

"Don't tell her that!" I snap at him. "She wants it just as much as I do. Don't patronize me in front of the baby. It's not my fault I'm a-a-always cr-cryin'! You-You made me l-like th-this!" Alexander coos at my sobbing figure with a mouthful of Hot Cheetos.

"Awh, baby, don't cry. You know I was making a jokey-joke." I shake my head, stuffing more food in my mouth while I cry.

"You were being mean," I spit slightly, a few pieces of chips along. Some lands on his face and my crying turnsinto intense laughter. "I'm so sorry baby." Using a paper towel I clean his face. His jaw clenches.

"If you weren't pregnant I would so get you back," he snarls. I coo, mocking him, and press a kiss to his chin. Pregnant, bare foot, and hungry I make my way to the living. As my butt hits the couch someone rings the doorbell. Alexander zooms to the door. All I hear is cheering, slaps of skin, and high pitched screams.

Liam, Louis, Niall, and Harry charge into the room, arms full of beer and snacks. When I found out Alexander's best buds where One Direction I fangirled, ate some food, then fainted. "Ooooh!" I squeal, snatching a box of Frosted Flakes my Niall's grip. "Thank you!" The blonde makes grabby hands. Harry slaps the back of his band mate's head.

"Idiot, she's pregnant. Let her eat." I toss a smile towards the second most attractive member, after Louis that is. (A/N: . . . . . LOUIS IS MY FAVORITE I LOVE HIM SO MUCH SO HE'S FEATURED IN MY STORY) Alexander finds his way back in.

He smirks down at me. "We're gonna watch a game, can you make chilli?" A hand falls to my hip, the other jutting out.

"I'm not sure. Am I your wife or your servent? Sex, food, more sex, beer, work. That's all you care about." He slaps my ass and I'm off making chilli.

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"Boy or girl?" Louis asks. My hand rubs soothing circles on my stomach in attempt to calm Untitled down. Alexander answers for me, as I have Hot Cheetos in my mouth. I love these.

"We want it to be a surprise. Well, Rocky wants a surprise. My life philosophy is 'Happy Wife, Happy Life'." I slap his arm.

My eyes roll at his idiotic self. I think I married a ten year old who says things like 'jokey-joke'. Liam chuckles softly, looking between my husband and I.

"You two make a great couple. But if that baby comes out with green eyes and curly hair we all know where Harry's been. . . And what he's been doing." Harry tosses a pillow at Liam.

The front door opens and closes. Roseanne stomps in, opens the refrigerator, grabs a Sprite, and flops on the couch beside me.

"I told you he was fucking the therapist! Didn't I say he was?" Her body sags, almost looking she's bent in half. "Now me and the baby have to move in with my parents." I pull Roseanne into my arms, her head using my bulging stomach as a pillow.

"Everything will be okay. Who says you need a man?" Alexander scoffs, making me look at him. He points to me, then himself. "Oh hush. I'm trying to make her feel better. It's nothing personal." He goes back to laughing with his friends. My voice becomes low as I gaze down at my crying friend. "When I have Untitled I promise we can have a mommy day. Me, you, the babies. I'll help you forget about your cheat of a husband."

My eyes lock with Alexander again. I send him a wink and he just smirks. He mouths a single sentence to me.

You'll be a great mom.

~fin~

*sobs on your shoulder*

I finished. . .

How do you feel?

Probably not as bad as me.

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