Zalfie the precious moments

The due date

Zoe's POV
I lay in bed sweating like a pig. I looked like a pig. I was 9 months with triplets. They weren't supposed to take this long. Triplets usually come a few months early not late. It was August 1st not quite the due date but still technically late for triplets. I began crying. This wasn't fair. I just wanted my babies in my arms not causing me anymore discomfort.
"Hey baby are you okay?" Alfie rolled over and put one hand on my enormous bump and the other started stroking my hair.
"Why is this happening to us. Why are they so late Alfie. This isn't normal for triplets." I say through the tears
"Hey listen. The longer they take it just means they're being made extra special. Like when you order something special like a cake made to your order it takes a bit longer. So the longer they take the more special they are. If anything happens we have the bags ready and..." Alfie says
"OUCH ALFIE. OOOWWWWW. These are REALLY HARD KICKS!" I yell.
"Zoë I don't think they are kicks." Alfie smiles. And even though I'm in quite a bit of pain I smile too. We're gonna have 3 babies.

As we're driving to the hospital I have water in my hand and my legs up on the dash board as Alfie drives us to the hospital.
"Umm Alfie am I crazy to say the entire time I've been in this car I haven't had any more contractions?"
I say feeling a bit guilty
"Oh.." Alfie says a bit disappointed, "I think I read about this. They're Braxton hicks contractions or something like that. They are to get you ready. Don't worry about it okay, it was a good practice." He squeezes my hand as we turn the car around and head home. I sigh. I felt so ready and get so scared at the same time. But I guess everything happens for a reason.

Two days later August 3rd 7.21am
"Alfie." I say he's on the phone so can't hear me
"ALFIE." I say more impatiently. He still can't hear me
"ALFIE DEYES THE FUCKING BABIES ARE COMING." I'm pretty sure he heard me that time and hung up on I think it was Marcus. Then he dashed around and grabbed my bags.
We walked to the car. I was so nervous and I could tell Alfie was too, he had his arm around means was helping me down the steps out of our house. As we got into the car I put my feet up on the dash board again and my water but the contractions weren't going away this time.
"It's for real this time Alf. They're 4 minutes apart also I think we need to time that." I say as we pull up at the hospital. We rush inside and get taken straight to our own room. The contractions were getting closer together now. In a few hours I could be holding my children in my arms.

Sorry if there are spelling errors I wrote this and the last one at like 12 Am because I had a sudden burst of inspiration and I have school tomorrow so that should be fun.

I also have an idea for the next chapter that you probably won't like but with liven up the story a bit X