-----Kylie's P.O.V.-----
"Babe," Niall murmurs, his thick accent coming through. Planting a kiss softly on my temple, he slowly snakes an arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I can feel the warmth of his body against my bare arms, causing me to snuggle up next to him."Love, really, you've got to get up." He persists. Mumbling some incoherent words and running my hand through my fiery curls, I snuggle back under the blankets. Niall plants a soft kiss on my pink lips, causing my jade green eyes to flutter open. I peer out at him from under long, black, eyelashes. "Morning Beautiful." He yawns, his breath smelling like freshly brewed coffee.
"Morning, Niall." I say, planting a kiss on his forehead. Niall rolls over onto his side, and I do the same, so our foreheads are nearly touching. His ice blue eyes stare into my emerald ones, and he smiles.
"You're going baby shopping with Vi today." He states, running a hand through his blonde bed head. "Speaking of," He says, placing both his large hands on my round belly,
"How are my twinnys?" "They're fine." I laugh, placing my own hands on top his. Yawning, I add, "They Kept me up half the night though." Niall smiles at me sympathetically as he cups my cheek.
"I wish I could let you go back to sleep." He tells me, gently massaging my back.
"It's ok, I'm alright." I tell him, forcing myself out of bed. "Besides I'm already awake now." I fake a smile. Heading towards the bathroom to start getting ready, I try to get myself excited for the upcoming day spent with my best friend. Slipping on a turquoise maternity dress, I admire my reflection in the mirror. "Niall!" I call loudly, sending Niall running into the room, still looking half asleep.
"What is it?" He asks sleepily.
"I look like a freaking beach ball!" I pout, making my best puppy dog face. Placing his hands on my
large stomach, Niall turns me to face him.
"Really? Is that all you see?" He asks curiously, scratching his head. "Because when I look at you, I see my beautiful fiancée who I love with all my heart, who just happens to me the mother of my
children." Niall kisses me roughly before picking me up bridal style and heading towards our bed, never parting our lips. Setting me gently down, Niall sits up on our plush bed as I straddle him, hands running wildly through his blond locks. Niall plants kisses all over my jawline, and works his way down to my sweet spot; the bottom of my neck.
"Niall," I moan as I feel his soft lips against my skin.
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Heading back to the bathroom, I attempt to tame my naturally curly red hair, which was even more of a frizz ball after me and Niall's makeout session. Finally deciding on just tying it up into a topknot, I applied a light amount of makeup before heading back towards the bedroom.
"There's my princess." Niall said, leaning in for a kiss and then pecking me on the cheek.
"What are you doing today?" I asked curiously, pulling my bottom lip between my teeth.
"Uh- Things?" Niall stuttered, staring at the shaggy carpet.
"Ok babe, well I'm leaving." I state, grabbing my cherished coach bag off my favorite comfy chair. Tying a gold belt around my waist, and heading downstairs into the blood red kitchen, I slipped on my white converse. Sitting on the stoop, I waited patiently for Vi, who had spent the night at Louis's, much to Niall's concern. It had been a few weeks since we arrived from our trip to Ireland, and Violet seemed to be spending a lot more time with her boyfriend lately. Hearing the sound of a car engine, I (slowly) stand up, and slip on my white rimmed sunglasses. Stepping into Vi's silver honda, I greet her happily as we drive away, beginning our day.
-----Niall's P.O.V.-----
"Louis?" I speak quietly into my phone.
"Yeah man, she's gone. Head on over." Sighing, I carelessly stuff my silver iPhone in my back pocket. Louis and some of his friends had agreed to come over and help me get the nursery set up while Kylie was out shopping with Violet. It seemed like the perfect opportunity, and I wanted to do something to surprise her. Within a few minutes, Louis and his "bad boy" friends, who weren't really that bad, piled into the small space dad had used previously as an office. He had graciously agreed to let us use it as the nursery, almost as excited about the babies as I was. I assigned each guy to a certain job. While I slathered a beautiful baby pink color Kylie had insisted on having as soon as she found out we were having identical twin girls, Louis and Luke were downstairs assembling the two white pristine cribs while Harry and Ashton tore out the worn down carpet that covered the room. Zayn stood on a ladder, his tattooed arm held still as he carefully painted a quote on the wall in lime green paint. Pushing two shiny tan bookshelves into the room, I placed them on one wall that had already been painted and dried. I carefully assembled a changing table and smiled as I imagined the girls growing up and playing in this room.
-----Kylie's P.O.V.-----
"Oh my gosh, this is sooo cute!" I hear Violet screech from a nearby aisle at the Gap. Sighing, I reluctantly made my way over there, knowing that Violet had called everything "cute", or "adorable". Seeing Violet though, I was pleasantly surprised when I noticed the two dresses she was holding, one in pink, and the other in purple. They were made of a soft velvety material, with a zebra print elastic waist. The bottom poofed out, resembling too toos.
"Omigosh! We have to get these!" I squeal, throwing them on top of our cart already heaving with clothes. Violet's phone suddenly rang ominously, and when I looked to see who it was, she blocked me from sight.
"Hello?" She asked quietly, walking to another part of the store.
-----Niall's P.O.V.-----
After talking to Violet and learning we still had quite a lot of time, I relaxed a bit. The castle Zayn was painting on the wall with me, Kylie, and two Little pink bundles in our arms was coming along quite nicely. Harry and Ashton had about half the hardwood done, and Lou and Luke were finishing up the second crib. Placing a small white toy chest in the corner, I glanced around the room, pleased with what I saw. As I hung pink, purple, and blue butterflies from the ceiling and attached a white ceiling fan, I heard my familiar ringtone blast from the ground. Looking down to see Violet's caller I.D, I was worried.
-----Kylie's P.O.V.-----
"Can't we go home now?" I complain. "My feet hurt!"
"Uh... Hold on a sec." Vi said hesitantly before whipping out her phone. As I drummed my fingers impatiently on the table, I wondered what was up.
A few hours later:
"Here we are!" Violet smiled as we pulled up to the familiar looking gray house. Jogging around to the other side of the car, she kindly helped me get out and walk inside. Dropping the shopping bags previously hanging on my arms to the floor, I let out a sigh of relief, massaging my sore arms. A firm pair of hands covered my eyes, blocking my land of vision.
"Guess who?" A familiar Irish accent asked.
"Hey babe." I chuckled, giving Niall a quick kiss on the lips.
"Hey, I have something I want to show you upstairs." He shifted nervously, intertwining our hands together. He began walking towards the stairs as I slowly followed, wishing I could just lay on the couch. "Close your eyes."
Niall insisted. My world plunged into darkness as I heard a door creak open and felt Niall's muscley arms around my shoulders. "Ok, open!"
He commanded, holding me close. I gasped. I was in the most beautiful nursery I had ever seen. The butterflies hanging from the ceiling fluttered majestically. My eyes flitted to a familiar quote on the wall in lime green paint. "I'll love you forever, I'll love you for always, as long as I'm living, my baby you'll be." I recited softly, biting my lip while trying not to cry.
"Surprise!" All the boys jumped out from a large closet, smiling. Tears flowed down my cheeks as I admired the beautiful castle painting and floor work. It was amazing.