Dan's Point of View.
I wake up, feeling nausea hitting me, like a wrecking ball. I sit up and run to my bathroom, putting the seat up and vomit. "Dan, babe?" I hear, I groan loudly before vomiting the last of my dinner from last night. "Baby.. Again?" He asks, rubbing my back. I cough, vomiting again, nothing coming out, just spit. I take a deep breath before flushing the toilet. I breath heavily, looking at Phil. "We need to get you into the doctors, my love." He whispers, kissing my sweaty forehead, grimacing. "No.No doctors." I gag out before opening the toilet and getting sick. "I'm getting you an appointment." He demands, kissing my head before walking out. "No, Phil!" I scream.
"You failed." Phil told me, kissing my cheek, I glare at him. He set it up, I hate doctors. He set it up, I hate him right now. "I hate you." I sneer, he frowns. "I know but I'm worried about you, handsome.." He mutters, as we wait for the doctor. I sigh, looking at the wall. "Hello Mr.Howell. I see you have come in for nausea?" She asks, sitting at her desk. "Yes, Ma'am." I mumble , not looking right at her. "Let me take your bp?" She asks, I nod and she puts the arm wrap on my arm, and starts pressing the ball, making me wince feeling it tighten around my arm. She releases it and reads it. "Okay, your bp is great." She exclaims and I sit back onto the bed. "So you do know you have a possibility of getting pregnant, right?" She tells me, I bite my lip, nodding. Phil looks at me, surprised. "Wait, what?" He mumbles, looking at me. "I forgot to tell you, Phil. I love you?" I announce, he smiles. "I love you too." He says, shaking his head.
After my doctors appointment, we went to get ice cream because I was craving it. "You never crave ice cream, especially in the winter?" Phil says, paying. I shrug, taking a bite of my ice cream. "Your point?" I say, taking another bite. The doctor made me take a pregnancy test and we have to wait a couple hours before we get the results back. "Nothing. It's just... Weird." He points out, grinning lovingly. I blush, taking another large bite, letting a small moan out at the lovely taste. "Sexual, are we?" He chuckles, taking a small bite of his. I smirk, winking at him before taking another bite.
When we got home, Phil went to go edit his video after he pecked my lips. I sit on the couch, closing my eyes, letting sleep take over my body.
"Dan, baby-boy wake up.." I hear someone whisper, rubbing my face softly. "Danny, wake up." He whispers again, I groan, melting into his touch. "M'Phil" I mumble, not wanting to wake up. "It's late, baby. You need to eat than we'll head to bed." He tells me, kissing my forehead. I open my eyes slowly, looking in his blue eyes. "Food?" I whisper, he nods. "I made you a salad." He explains, grabbing it. His salads are the best and I take it, thanking him. I sit up, taking a large bite from it and moan from the excellent taste. "This is the best, you've ever made Philly." I mumble, taking another bite. "So,so,so good." I giggle, as he watches me in amusement. "Yeah? Wait till I got you dessert." He mumbles teasingly, biting his lip. I look at him wide eyed, biting my lip.
Once I finished eating, I kissed him roughly as he kisses back roughly. I nip his lip, making him moan slightly. I smirk and slip my tongue into his mouth, roaming it. He grinds up against me, making me moan into his mouth.
I cuddle into him after we were finished, kissing his chest. "Mine." I whisper, closing my eyes. "Yours forever, my gorgeous princess." He mews, kissing my head.
*Next Morning*
I wake up to Phil, talking to someone on the phone. "Of coarse, I'll tell him right away. Thank you." He mumbles and I look at him as he hangs up. "Oh good, you're awake." He grins, I raise my eyebrow. "Your lab came back." He whispers, I sit up immediately. "And?!" I say, he smiles, nodding. "You're pregnant!" He screams, I scream loudly, hugging him tightly. I start crying, and he gasps. "What wrong?!" He asks, frowning. "I-I'm just so happy. I-I don't know why I'm crying." I laugh out, making him laugh. "God, you're adorable." He whispers, kissing me repeatedly.
Joe's Point of View.
The next morning, I was released from the hospital and Caspar was driving us home. "How are you feeling, Joe?" He asks, as he turns onto a street. "Sore, but I guess okay." I mumble, looking out the window. He nods, parking in front of our house. He helps me out as we walk up to the front door. He unlocks the door and lets me in. "You're really moody today, aren't you love?" He asks, I shrug and lay on the couch, letting a gasp out. "That hurt." I groan in pain, biting my lip. He helps me up, kissing my forehead. I whimper in pain, that is shooting through my back. He picks me up and takes me down to our room that was once my room, and slowly places me on the bed. I grin slightly, looking up at him with love. "I love you." I whisper, he grins. "I love you too baby." He mumbles, pecks my lips, letting it linger, before pulling away. "I'm going to go clean the apartment than I'll come give you some cuddles, okay?" He tells me, I nod as he walks out of the room.
I wake up, feeling arms wrapped around me. I look over to see Caspar, cuddled into my back softly, sound asleep, small snores escaping from his mouth. I grin and close my eyes, letting darkness take over again.
I wake up, that evening, too see Caspar missing. I frown, and slowly get up and walk up the stairs, too see Caspar talking to 5 people. "So why're you in the UK?" He asks, I smile, looking at him lovingly. "Another concert." I hear the familiar voice. "Mitch!?" I scream and tackle him. He screeches, smiling widely. "Well hello to you too, Joe!" He says, hugging me tightly. I screech in pain, as he hits hugs me. He gasps and Caspar helps me up, calming me. I whimper, tears falling down my cheeks. "Sh,sh it's okay." He whispers. "I-I'm so sorry, Joe. I-I didn't mean to." He whispers, covering his mouth. "Y-You're fine. I-I got surgery on my back, after I got shot." I explain, pain seething through me. "Y-You got shot?" Kirstie gasps, frowning. I nod. "Connor and him were out, they got drunk and Connor got stabbed and he got shot." Caspar explains, rubbing my back softly. They nod, understanding.
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