Save Me. {A Joe Sugg FanFiction}

forty-two

*5 months later*

It's my due date. The 5th January. My stomach is huge and I've now developed a habit of 'waddling' when I walk. We decided on Valentine's Day for the wedding - yes I know, it's such a cliché move but it wasn't all my idea.
I am officially 9 months pregnant. Joe and I have set up the playroom and their bedrooms. Both have their names on their doors. We kept their rooms a crisp white because we want them to grow up and decide on their room colour. I have a job that I work from home - a writer. I guess I've been doing pretty well because I was emailed by a Australian film company and was asked to write (with a few other producers and authors) a new TV show called 'I didn't do it' which is for children.
Joe has now hit 7,000,000 subscribers (A/N: I know he doesn't have 7 million but shush) and has done a lot of travelling. Me, being pregnant and all, didn't go with him. My mum stayed with me and I talked to Joe every night.
'Emma!' I hear Joe calling from the other room. I waddle over, a smile plastered on my face.
'What?'
'I just got a text from Zoe. They're wondering coming over-'
But I cut him off with a gasp. My waters have broke. I've gone into labour.

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It's painful. So painful. There's lots of voices. '
'She's fully dilated.'
'8cm.'
Bla bla bla, I just want the pain to end.
Joe sits on there chair next to me, his hand around mine. His thumb rubs soothing motions on the back of my hand. I don't mind it but it would be better if he stopped, if he let me grip his hand as hard as I can and soon as I start pushing.
'Ok love, you're ready to push.' A soothing female voice says and I nod grimly.

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Amelie is out. We just knew she was going to be older, she has big blue eyes just like Zoe and tanned skin like me, her face looks like Joe's but more soft and feminine, her hair is in one singular ringlet on her forehead. She giggles, doesn't cry and looks around at the big world.
5 minutes later. I begin to push again and after a lot of pain (of course.. Considerably less than before though).
Margot is out too, with grey eyes and dark hair like me. Her skin the same tone as Amelie and I, her face looks like Joe's too.
'They're practically identical.' I whisper, through tears of happiness.
Welcome to the world Amelie and Margot.