Our Baby (Zianourry) ON HOLD

Chapter 10

"Which store do you want to go in now?" Ashton asks, his arm thrown around my shoulder. Michael and Calum follow right behind us, their arms carrying the few bags we've managed to acclaim.

"I want food." I say as an answer, my hands absentmindedly coming to rest on my stomach, rubbing small circles. A small nudge follows my statement, causing me to giggle and look up at Ashton. "Baby wants food too."

This morning our mates sent us out of the house so they could paint the nursery the color we went and chose yesterday. Michael and Calum insisted they come with us because they didn't feel comfortable sending an omega and a pregnant person on a shopping trip, which of course none of the Alphas argued about that. (Ashton still thinks they just wanted to get out of painting.)

"I'll second that," Michael chimes in. He pauses, tilting his head to the side. "Or would it be third that?"

Calum rolls his eyes fondly, shaking his head at the newly-dyed-blond haired boy. "I'm getting pretty hungry too. We've been out for what, three hours now?"

"Something along that." Ashton nods, coming to a halt and turning us to face the two betas. "How long do you guys think it will be until they're finished painting?"

"Zayn texted me a little while ago, said they only have one wall left to paint." I tell them, watching as everyone nods. "You guys want to take the bags out to the car and then come back in and eat at the food court, or do you want to go somewhere else to eat?"

"It's whichever you'd prefer, hun." Calum says.

I shrug, leaning further into Ashton's side. "Not really feeling any extreme cravings right now. We can just eat here though."

"Maybe by the time we're done, our Alphas will be too." Ashton comments.

"Hopefully," I sigh. "Because my back is starting to hurt. Let's go take those out to the car."

Michael stops me, holding his hand up, when I step forward, shaking his head. "You've done a bunch of walking today, and you just sad you're starting to hurt. You and Ashton go ahead and go to the food court, Calum and I will take the bags out to the car and then meet you there."

I go to argue, but Ashton quickly covers my mouth with one hand while the other digs his phone from his pocket and hands it to Michael. "Type your orders in so I can go ahead and order."

Michael types his order into the phone and then hands it off to Calum, who does the same. While Calum is typing his order, Michael digs in his pocket.

Ashton shakes his head. "Don't worry about it, I stole Liam's wallet before we left."

"And Louis gave me his credit card." I shrug.

"Well, alright then."

Michael and Calum lean in to kiss Ashton, before they turn and head the opposite direction, to the parking lot, whereas Ashton and I continue on to the food court. "Here," Ashton hands me his phone when we arrive. "Type in your order and then go find us a table. You need to sit down."

"I'm alright."

Ashton narrows his eyes. "Harry."

"Ashton." I mock, before releasing a sigh. "Fine." I take his phone and type in what I want, hand him the phone back, and walk to find a table. It's pretty crowded today and almost all the tables are taken. I finally find one near the back and quickly claim it, sitting down on the chair facing away from the crowd.

"Harry?"

Confused, I look up, only to see a boy wearing glasses, a grey sweater vest, a white button up, and black skinny jeans. He looks vaguely familiar. "Uh, hi?"