Chapter 15

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I just love this picture of Niall. This one of Niall he's so adorable! And and dhmdkfjcu!

7 months pregnant

Niall's pov.

"Zayn! Zayn!" I huffed when he didn't answer. "Zayn God damnit I swear to god if you don't fucking come here right now I'm gonna rip your balls off and shove them down your throat!!" I heard loud footsteps, and the door flung open.

"What? I'm here. Please don't hurt me." He covered his pants, and I laughed.

"I need help getting up." I pouted, and held my arms out. He laughed, coming over to me. He pulled me up off the bed, me groaning. "Why is being pregnant so hard?" I wined.

"Well, no one said it was easy." I hit his chest, and walked off. I really would like some pickles and peanut butter. Sounds delicious.

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Right now Zayn and I are watching a movie, the popcorn bowl lying on my stomach, me laying between his legs. We're watching 'Home' (A/N Loved that movie BTW. Who watched the new Star Wars movie? I haven't because my mom doesn't like Star Wars and won't let me see it) Every time oh would talk, my little jelly bean would always kick, making the popcorn bowl jump up. It was adorable but annoying at the same time.

"When do you go to sleep. Gosh." I rubbed my belly, but that didn't work. I turned on soft music, and placed the headphones over my bump. There, finally he's settling down.

"I'm guessing he's really gonna like music." Zayn said, and I smiled.

"Most likely, it seems to calm him down." I looked up at Zayn, and he smiled down at me, pecking my lips.  

"You're my Irish princess." I giggled.

"But I'm not a girl." I pouted.

"Girl or not, you're my princess." We started to kiss, him running soothing hands on my bump. The movie was completely forgotten, as he savored this moment. I pulled away, looking down, smiling.

"And you're my prince." I felt him snuggle his face in my hair, smiling.

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