I heard the boys and Justine rambling in the hall way. I got up and walked out slowly, annoyed at what the fuss was about.
“Jamie we’re going to a rugby game!” Louis screeched and so did Justine.
“Oh, how exciting.” I said sarcastically. “Keep it down, I’m going back to bed.”
“No no no! You’re coming too!” Niall grabbed my arm, yanking me back out my bedroom.
“Okay. Well can I have a shower first?” I said looking at him and his cheeks flushed a bright red.
“Of course.” He dropped his grip on my arm and everyone made cooing noises. I ignored them and headed towards the shared bathroom and hoped into the shower.
After my 10 minute shower I hoped out and began blow-drying my hair straight. Once that was done I went back into my bedroom and started on my makeup, I did the usual light powder and foundation under my eyes, with my usual black winged eyeliner and a strawberry lip balm. I smiled at my now decent face and headed over to my wardrobe. I pulled out a pair of white denim shorts that had rips through them. I slipped them on and breathed in. Since they used to be a size too big for me; my pregnant belly now made them the perfect size. I sighed in realisation was getting fatter. I pulled out a navy blue top that had huge rolled up sleeve and had “Punk” written across it in huge white writing. I had a UK flag patterned bandana that I wrapped around my head and I found my white high-stop converse. I looked in the mirror turning side on. My tummy was still visible. The shorts did a decent of holding it in, it kinda just looked like I had gained a lot of weight but only on my tummy. I shook my head and grabbed my light brown long strapped shoulder bag, stuffing in my purse, mints, lip balm and my phone.
When I got downstairs everyone was waiting in the kitchen. Even Paul was there.
“Hey Paul!” I smiled widely giving him a big hug.
“Hey Jamie. How’s the baby?” He hesitated… “Or should I say babies!” He chuckled lightly with a big smile on his face.
“Who spilt the beans and told Paul!” I laughed grabbing the orange juice container and taking a gulp.
“Mr Proud Daddy over there!” Louis laughed pointing to Niall who was standing in the hall on his phone. He was wearing burgundy coloured chinos with a baggy light grey top, the sleeve were rolled up. He had black high tops and a black snapback. He looked absolutely gorgeous. I realised I was staring at him when he hung up the phone and turned to face me and looked surprised that I was already looking at him. I looked away awkwardly and all the boys laughed.
“Alright, let’s go Lads!” Paul announced before stopping “And Jamie and friend.” He smiled at myself before heading outside towards the huge range rover. It looked even bigger than Niall’s.
“And friend?” I heard Justine spit in my ear.
“It’s Paul, let him go.” I started laughing, dragging her towards the front door. Niall was there holding it open for us. I let Justine go through first and I hesitated, just staring at Niall.
“You stare too much.” He whispered and I felt my cheeks go a heavy shade of red. I looked at the ground and walked outside, the cool yet sunny temperature. Today was the first day in a long time the weather had actually been decent. I must admit I was excited to be able to spend some time outside without needing an umbrella. Niall placed his hands on my waist and we walked towards the car. He helped me in and then took the spot that was next to me. I placed my hand on his thigh before moving it off awkwardly. I felt him look at me before he grabbed my hand and rested it back on his thigh. I smiled to myself and thank god none of the boys saw me blush.
