Wendsday, October 9th
"Okay, you ready to trade lists?" Zayn and I had spent the last couple days after Tara left planning. We'd been looking through advertisments to find a house. Zayn's had gone up for sale and I'd told my apartment manager that I was moving out tomorrow. Although we wouldn't be nearly ready to move in, I would just bring what I needed to Zayn's house and then we'd move. I didn't have a whole lot. Clothes, sheets, decorations, food, any personal stuff. The furniture wasn't mine, I'd rented it from the building.
Right now, we sat across from each other at the dining room table. Given how long I had gone without support like this, I was so far behind on my upcoming pregnancy. So, Zayn and I are spending the next week figuring this stuff out. We've spent the last week putting together names for this little guy. We didn't need girls names, but it was better to be safe than sorry.
"Yeah." Zayn responded. We handed each other the pieces of paper. I scanned his list.
Boys Girls
Niall x Jasmine x
Craig Karen
Harley Cassandra x
Hunter x Hannah
Carson Hazel x
Liam Michelle x
Logan x Amber x
Walter x . Patrice
Caleb Seraya
Jason x Aria
I put Xs next to my favorites. I was excited for him to read my list.
Boys Girls
Morgan Ashlynn
Ryan Taylor
Jayden Madison
Dallas Peyton
Max Rylee
Daniel Devon
Noah Olivia
Corey Drew
Blake Zoey
Ash Ariah
Toby Elsanna
Zayn gave me an odd look when he finished.
"What?" I grinned at him.
"Why are all your names so weird?"
"They are not weird! They're nice names." I defended.
"Whatever." He scoffed.
"Don't "whatever" me, Zayn. You didn't even pick any of my names!" I was getting a little mad.
"Fine. For boys I like Jayden, Max, Noah and Ryan. For girls I like Ashlynn, Peyton, Devon, and Olivia. Why are you getting so defensive?" He asked as I scribbled his name choices down.
"I'm not getting defensive. I'm just pissed that you are being so annoying about my name choices. You aren't the one who's carrying this baby!" I slammed the list of names down and stood, knocking my chair down in the process.
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