Baby Boom

"Calm Seas"

~3 months earlier~

"HARRYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!", is all I have heard Kisa scream for the past 5 months, ever since she's told Harry about her being pregnant. Before that, however, her screams were directed toward me. But now, Harry gets to deal with all of the mood swings and weird ass cravings and emotional outbursts where she would either cry into you or throw a cinderblock at your fucking face. How fucking lucky is he, huh?

Speaking of weird cravings, "Harry fucking Styles!!! I need pickles and peanut butter, NOW!!!!!!!". Oh shit, he better haul ass.

"Who eats peanut butter with pickles?", he asks, rather foolishly I might add.

"ARE YOU CALLING ME FAT?!", oh shit.....

"No! No! It's just that...uhh...it's kinda wei...I'll just go get pickles and peanut butter."

I feel sorry for him, I really do. But at the same time, I find it absolutely hilarious. Don't judge, you would feel the same way. Don't deny it you little fucks.

Sorry. Back on track. So that was only a sample of what we all went through these past few months. When Harry was out with the guys performing or making an appearance somewhere, Kisa came to my other sisters and I, all screamy and shit. It was so exhausting, and I thought drug distribution and murders were tiring. Ha! Don't get me wrong, I love Kisa and the beautiful miracle that she has in her stomach, but this shits getting ridiculous. She's eating all of the fucking food and is leaving none for Niall and I. And when Niall gets hungry, holy shit, it's like a fucking 5 year old getting his face ripped off. He's worse than me, and I can get pretty bitchy. Especially with "my time of the month". Everyone knows that once a month guys have an episode where they're more sensitive and weird. My sisters know when mine starts because ironically, my nose bleeds at the start of it. Like bad. It's looks like I got hit in the face by a fucking tractor trailer.

Speaking of Harry and the guys heading off for appearances and shows, they're off right now for a conference.

"We're off babe.", Harry says kissing Kisa.

"Ok. Be safe, be yourself, and you better come home after or I will rip your dick off and shove it down one of our ratchet clients' throats.", she says smiling.

"Okay...", Harry says freaked out.

I just look at him with my eyebrows raised in amusement, "Have fun."

"You too mate. Best of luck.", with that, they leave.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID HE MEAN BY THAT!!!! GOOD LUCK. WHAT GOOD LUCK. IS HE CHEATING?! I WILL FUCK HIM UP!!!!!!!!"

"He meant you're hormonal and really fucked up right now. He's probably praying for us right now.", I reply to her craziness.

"You think he's praying for us?", Kisa asks with loving thoughts clearly on her loopy ass mind.

"By us, I meant us four.", I say directing to Keyanna, Kat, Kyra, and I.

"Whatever. Fuckers."

"Just go eat some squid with fucking maple syrup or some weird shit."

With that, she walks away, steaming with numerous emotions.

"What in God's name are we going to do with that girl?", Keyanna asks us.

"I have no fucking clue. But she better push that thing out soon or we're all going to have hell to pay", I reply and the girls agree with me. With that, we all go sit with our prego sister in the living room and watch tv while she's eating pancakes. Did I mention that it's like noon?

~Harry's POV~

"I don't know what to do guys.", I say to Liam, Zayn, Louis, and Niall, "I mean, I love Kisa with all of my heart, I really do. But having a mafia girlfriend that's also knocked up and hormonal as hell...it's a bit overwhelming."

"Well you really can't do anything mate.", Louis says to me, "She's going to be hormonal. Pregnancy is not an easy thing. I would imagine, I mean, it's not like I've ever popped one out myself."

Niall just looks at him funny and shakes him off, "On Louis' disturbing note: Just hold out lad. There's only a few more months before you're a daddy. Then it'll all be worth the while."

"I hope you're right. But today's a big day. This conference is going to be like no other.", I say very confident and excited.

We reach the studio where we have our interview and we head inside. We all head backstage for makeup and info about what we should do and say and blah blah blah. Honestly, I'm not paying the slightest attention. I keep thinking about what I already have planned to say, and it's going to be shocking to many people.

We wait on the side for our cue to come out, and I'm really nervous. Like, I'm sweating and my palms are all clammy and it's really gross. I can hear all of the reporters and paparazzi murmuring out there. Conversing their evil ways on how to fuck up our lives. They've done so much already, with rumors, and fake stories about who we date or fuck, and it's all bullshit. I used to like the paps, but now they're just rude. Peasants. Oh my god I'm becoming Louis and Kris. We finally get our cue to go out and I see flashing cameras and I hear questions being yelled everywhere. We all sit down and begin the conference. Okay, here we go.

~Kris' POV~

OH MY FUCKING GOD. I am seriously going to shoot myself in the throat with all of Kisa's crazy ass shit. I know she's pregnant but holy damn! And I'm not alone, my other sisters look like they've had enough as well. Who the fuck wouldn't? All we're doing is sitting on the couch watching Spongebob and she expresses every emotion within one minute. I might need a tranquilizer. Just saying.

"FUCK!!!", Kisa screams, scarring the shit out of all of us.

"WHAT?!", Keyanna screams back.

"The boys' conference is on.", she replies casually.

"Holy fuck Kisa. I jumped like 10 feet.", I say to her.

"You'll live.", she spits back.

She flips to the channel where the boys are starting their conference.

"Harry made me promise to watch. He said that there was something important that he wanted me to hear.", Kisa said to us.

We watch and it says that the conference should last about an hour, so I grab snacks. They start off with talking about their upcoming album filled with awesome new songs. The guys sung us some and their pretty good.

We near the end of the conference when Harry stops all of the questions thrown out by the paparazzi for a special announcement.

"There is a secret that I must reveal to all of you and all of my loving fans. I am involved with an amazing, smart, funny, and totally kick ass girl. She is the love of my life and as of today, she is 6 months pregnant with my child."

The crowd gasps and throws even more questions at him about Kisa. Without even knowing who she is. Harry stops them once again.

"Her name, is Kisa Ann Volkov. And one day, I intend to make her my wife."

As more questions are yelled to Harry and the other boys, they are being escorted out of the conference and it ends. That was an interesting show...