Chapter 9

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So, this story is gonna be short. I decided to do what's happening for every month of his pregnancy. So, we're starting with month numero uno!

1 month pregnant

Niall's pov.

Telling my parents I was pregnant was fairly easy. Me mum was excited, rambling on and on about her becoming a grandmum. My dad just said that he's fine with it, as long as he doesn't have to change any diapers. My brother said if Zayn hurt me he'll rip his head off, same with Louis except it added a different body part but anyways! Jade and Perrie fought over what the gender he/she will be. I refuse to say it. My baby will never be an it. Then there's Liam who just gave me a pat on the back and wished us best of luck. Now Zayn's friends? They where a whole different story. They yelled at Zayn for hanging out with me and getting me pregnant, then Zayn beat them up, and that's it. Man, I told a lot of people. Currently right now we're at my house and I'm sitting in between Zayn's legs, and we're playing FiFa.

"Hey babe?" I looked up at Zayn for a brief moment, then back at the screen.

"Hmm." I hummed.

"Is it okay if I made an appointment for an ultra sound?" I shrugged.

"I don't mind. It's not like I'm doing anything today." I tossed the controller, and got up, stretching my limbs. "I'm gonna go get a snack. Want something?" He nodded his head, eyes still glued on the screen.

"Bring me back some chips. (A/N Or fries. Or whatever you call them where you live)

"Okay babe." I kissed his cheek, and headed out the door. I opened the cabinets and got out peanut butter, bread, pickles, and marshmallows. What, it tastes good. I made my sandwich and Zayn's chips, and ran up the steps. I threw the bag at him, and it hit his head.

"Owe that- what is that?" He pointed at my sandwich and I took a bite.

"Peanut butter, pickle, and marshmallow." I saw him shudder.

"I suddenly lost my appetite." I shrugged.

"Your loss." I bit down on one of the chips, smiling.

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I'm laying on Zayn's chest, and he has his phone over me, resting on me bum. But I can occasionally feel his hand graze me bum. While he's doing that, I'm trying to fall asleep. I'm really tired all of a sudden, and sore.

"Ni." He whispers.

"Hmm." I hum sleepily.

"I love you." I smiled, and felt him peck my cheek.

"I love you too bad boy." He chuckled, and lightly squeezed me bum. I gasped, and looked at his face. He was grinning cheekily at me. "Horny bastard." He pulled me in for a kiss, and I rolled me eyes, but kissed back.

"You still love me though." He pulled back, and I giggled.

"Of course I do. That'll never change." I pecked his lips, smiling.

I'm...what?! (Ziall au Mpreg)Dove le storie prendono vita. Scoprilo ora