"Liam!" I call out, waddling over to the staircase and gripping the railing, my other hand placed on my stomach. Before I can even take a step down, Liam's hurrying up the stairs.
"What? What's wrong?" Liam rushes out, placing his hand on top of mine. "Is it the baby? Is the baby coming now? Oh my god, we're so unprepared. We-"
"Liam, hun, breathe." I tell him, giggling. "Baby is fine. Baby is not coming yet. Breathe." Liam heaves a sigh of relief, leaning his forehead on my shoulder. "But remind me not to call for you when the baby does come."
Liam chuckles, pulling back to kiss me. "What's up then, love?"
"I was just thinking. We aren't really prepared for a kid. I mean we haven't seriously talked about names, or got the baby's room set up. Or-"
"Hey, hey." Liam soothes. "It's alright. We still have time to get everything situated."
"Do we, Liam? Do we really? Because less than five minutes ago you were literally just panicking thinking the baby was coming."
Liam sucks his bottom lip in his mouth, nodding his head. "Fair point. Maybe we can go out sometime this week and get everything for the room."
"Or we can go today."
"Or we can go today." Liam concurs, lifting me up into his arms bridal style and walking down the stairs.
"Hello, darlin'." Louis greets, standing up from his spot on the arm of the couch to walk over to me as Liam sets me on my feet. He kisses me sweetly and then steps aside for Zayn to have a kiss. "How was your nap?"
"Refreshing." I answer. "Where's Niall? We need to go somewhere."
"He's in the kitchen."
"Of course he is." I sigh, walking away from them to go to the kitchen.
"Luke, get Ashton pregnant so he'll quit trying steal my baby please." Niall begs, literally, on his knees. His hands are clasped together in front of him. Ashton, Michael, and Calum are sitting around the table.
"You try telling that to my sperm- woah, hey not literally! Get off!" Luke smacks Niall's hands away from his zipper, running past me out of the kitchen. "Hey, Harry!"
Niall immediately halts, sliding to a stop right in front of me, his hands landing gently on my stomach. "Hello, lovely."
"Hi." I return the greeting, raising my eyebrows. Niall smiles innocently, leaning in to kiss me.
"Oi! I'm eating here." Michael teases.
"How dare you kiss my baby mummy in front of me. So rude." Ashton pouts, spooning some ice cream into his mouth.
For the past couple of months, all of our friends have basically moved in. Troye and Connor mostly just come over during the daytime, whereas Ashton, Luke, Michael, and Calum have been pretty much living here.
"I want some ice cream." I walk away from Niall, over to Ashton, and sit down on his lap, stealing his bowl of ice cream.
"I could have just made you another bowl." Ashton chuckles, his hands coming up to rub my shoulders.
"Would have took too long." I shrug, taking a bite.
Louis, Liam, and Zayn walk in, their eyes narrowing when they see me on Ashton's lap. "What the hell."
"He wanted my ice cream." Ashton says smugly, wiggling his eyebrows.
"I'm not even gonna ask. Harry, love, when do you want to go?" Liam walks over, picking me up from Ashton's lap.
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Our Baby (Zianourry) ON HOLD
Fanfiction[Sequel to Our Human] Harry Styles has found his mates, gotten rid of his crazy ex, and found out he was pregnant, which is pretty much everything he's ever dreamed of. But pregnancy can be made very difficult when someone else's crazy ex tries mes...
