A Little Piece of Heaven

Not That Simple

.:Nikki's POV:.

A few months have flew by and my stomach was really showing now. Brian and the guys have been in the studio working on their next album now, so it's just been me and Diana not that I was complaining. We made ourselves busy by working on her and Matt's wedding, we were going to save my fittings before the wedding since this baby was growing faster before our eyes.

After wedding dress shopping for the fifth time this week, we were going to my doctor appointment to check up on Baby Haner.

I rubbed my baby bump as Diana was trying on one of many wedding dresses, I could hear her struggling to slide into the one. The bang on the door made it obvious. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Shut up." She growled from the other side of the door.

I bit my lip so I would, hopefully, stop laughing. "I'm sorry. Do you need help?"

"No." She breathed. "I got it. There!"

She came out in a white flowy dress that hugged her curves perfectly. I smiled as she stared at herself in the mirror.

"You look incredible." Tears fell down my cheeks.

"Oh, honey. Don't cry." Diana giggled, hugging me.

"I'm sorry. It's these stupid horomones." I giggled, sniffling. "One day you'll suffer from this."

Diana laughed. "Not for a very long time. I don't want babies yet."

I rolled my eyes. "Sure you don't. But," I eyed her in her dress. "This is the dress."

She smiled widely. "I know it is. It just needs to be fitted then it'll be perfect."

We finally paid for the dress and her fittings were a week before the wedding, we decided to grab a bite at Jack in the Box before heading to my appointment.

"So, do you think we'll find out the sex of the baby?" Diana asked sipping on her water while we ate.

I shook my head. "Brian and I don't want to know the sex of the baby. We want it to be a surprise."

Diana tossed her head back. "You guys suck! I want to know if I'm having a niece or nephew."

I giggled. "Well too bad, you're going to deal with suffering."

Diana shrugged. "I think you're having a boy. I can't see Brian making little girls."

I rubbed my stomach. "I hope he can. I want a baby girl so much and Brian would look so cute with a baby girl." I smiled, picturing it in my head.

I could see Brian in our baby girl's bedroom, cradling her tiny body in his arms. His face so close to hers as he stares down at her sleeping figure, pressing his thin lips to her forehead and whispering loving things to her. Our baby girl snuggling into his chest with her little hand wrapped around his finger. A smile forming on his thin lips while his brown eyes lightened with so much love as he stared down athis daughter, his little Rapunzel as he calls her.

"To be honest," Diana started, rubbing my stomach. "You're too big to be having one baby. I think you're having twins."

I choked on my french frie, coughing. "What? No way. I can't be. Maybe Brian just makes big babies? I mean, look at his head. It's huge!"

Diana laughed loudly, earning glares from everyone in the room. "He does have a big head, but I really think you're having twins."

I sighed. "I hope you're wrong about that. I don't think we could handle twins."

"Well," Diana got up to throw our eaten food away. "One way to find out. Come on before we're late."

I nodded and followed her back to her car. Nibbling my lip as I stared down at my stomach as I pondered what Diana had said. Was I having twins? Everyone comments how big I am to be carrying one child. But I kept thinking, Brian's a big boy so he must make big children. Yeah, that's it.

It was about an hour before we were called in finally, and once I got situated on the chair and lifted my shirt over my baby bump Doctor Williams got to work. I shivered as he squeezed the cold blue jelly onto my stomach. He smiled appologetically before getting back to work.

"Well, now, this is shocking." Doctor Williams chuckled.

"What? Is my baby okay?" I asked, eyes wide. Trying to make out the images on the screen.

Doctor Williams smiled down at me. "Oh yes, everything is perfectly fine. It's just that, well,"

"Well?! What is wrong with my fucking baby?!" I snapped, not liking being kept in the dark about my little bean.

"Calm down, Miss Belle." Doctor Williams chuckled again. "It's just that you're not having a baby-"

"What do you mean I'm not having a baby?!" I yelled, ignoring Diana's hand on my shoulder. "Then why am I so fucking fat? Why am I eating like a fucking cow?! Why are my emtions so fucking insane-"

"You're having twins, Miss Belle." Doctor Williams interrupted me.

I stayed quiet, eyes widening at this news. I was... Brian and I were having...

"Ha! I told you!" Diana grinned. "Pay up, bitch!"

"I'll get the new sonograms so you can show the father. And we'll need to have more appointments since you're having more than one baby. I'll fill you a prescription. Oh, and calm the temper. It's not good for the babies. You can't be around stressful situations."

I scoffed. "Yeah, tell that to the babies father." Diana giggled.

Doctor Williams nodded before leaving the room. I cradled my head.

"Twins. I'm having twins. How am I going to explain this to Brian?" I asked.

"Hey, Brian? Guess what? I went to the doctor's today and found out we're having twins!" Diana shrugged. "Should work."

I rolled my eyes. "It's not that simple."

Sighing heavily as I ran my hands down my face, I pictured Brian's disgusted face. He wasn't going to like the fact that we were having twins. How the hell was I going to explain this to him?