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Twins

Liam: You squeezed Liam's hand tighter, the agonizing pain shredding through your body. You never really thought labour was a big deal, but it's true what people say, 'You can't even imagine the pain, until you actually feel it.' Lucky for you, you were expecting twins, double the fun, double the pain. You couldn't hear anything but the blood pounding in your ears. You heard a muffled cry and you honestly couldn't tell if it was a baby or your husband. You didn't dare open your eyes, determined to keep going until you heard the words 'well done' or 'congratulations.' These words didn't come long after you heard another cry. Your hand had been squeezing Liam's the whole time, and when you opened your eyes, the first thing you saw was your husband, tears running down as his face as he stared at you, pure adoration in his eyes. He reached down and pushed some hair away from your face, where it had clung on. He leaned in and kissed your face. "A girl and a boy." He hadn't been this ecstatic in a long time. The two of you decided on Allah Jen and James Michael Payne. "All my angels." Liam cooed, snapping a picture of the three of you and tweeting it, with the caption my life couldn't possibly be any better xx (Y/T/N), Juno and James are beautiful <3

Zayn: You were hunting around a second hand book store with Zayn, looking around for something new to read. You sneezed as you opened one of the books, dust flying all over. "Bless you." Zayn laughed rubbing your back, before sneezing himself. "Oh gosh." You laughed, the two of you getting some looks from the other people in the store. "I miss this." You sighed, "What's that?" He asked, tugging on his bottom lip as he stared deep into your eyes. "Not being completely cluttered by random people I don't know. You know, everyone in here probably has no idea who we are. Right?" You whispered, Zayn looked around at the other people and not one of them was looking at you. The two of you looked at each other and smiled, before sneezing at the same time. "Zayn Malik, we are twins." You laughed, lightly hitting his chest with one of the books you were looking at. "Well that might be a little awkward." He laughed, clutching onto his chest where you hit it. "How do you figure?" You asked bemused. "Well, it'd be a little awkward to explain to people that I'm absolutely in love with my twin sister." He sighed, leaning in and kissing your lips lightly. "Well then I guess it's a relief we're not." You mumbled onto his lips.

Louis: You and Louis had been messing about with children's books all day. This consisted of drawing books, colouring books, Where's Wally? books, you name it. Louis had been flipping through a particularly lovely Hello Kitty sticker book. "Here." He smiled, putting a frog sticker on your nose. "Why thank you, kind sir." You giggled flipping through your word-search book. You were high lighting out one of the words you found when Louis put another sticker on your eyelid. "Louis!" You laughed, trying to get your eyelashes unstuck from the sticker. You kept doing your puzzle and ignored Louis' continuous plea for attention, which happened to be putting stickers all over your face. When you finished the puzzle you looked up. "Well aren't you cute?" Louis laughed peeling off another sticker and putting it on your chin. "Give me that." You snarled, grabbing the book out of his hands. "If you stick those on me, then we can be twins!" He exclaimed, throwing his arms up in the air and wiggling around in his chair. You started flipping through the pages, desperate to find more stickers. "Well that's great Lou, you used them all!" You laughed, throwing the book at his face. "It's alright, we have a Star Wars one." He said, rummaging through the pile on the table, looking for the Star Wars one.

Niall: "How do I know you're not going to ditch me?" You asked, staring at him in his position where he was sitting next to you. "You're going to embarrass me, I can feel it." You snarled, shaking your head. The two of you had been doing a twitcam and someone suggested the two of you did a rap battle. "I won't ditch you. I wouldn't ditch you, princess." He smiled, leaning in and kissing your forehead. You just looked at the computer screen and laughed, shrugging your shoulders. Your freestyles consisted of a lot of random crap that made no sense. "Yo yo yo, my names not Joe, I don't like to smoke and I like to drink coke." Niall finished, his ending line. You were so ready to kick his ass into next week. "Drink drink drink that coke, I hate drugs, including dope. I hate cheese you, love me count with me like 1, 2, 3," And the two of you yelled at the same time "SWAGGY!" You both looked at each other before bursting into a fit of giggles that had to last about five minutes. When Niall finally got the strength he panted, "We're like twins! Okay, okay (Y/N), you win." You sat up, recomposing yourself before you fell over laughing again, falling off the side of the bed.

Harry: "Grocery shopping is so boring." Harry whined as you raided the cupboards of your kitchen. "Okay, Harry, I need you to come up with a way to make this more interesting for you. I don't care what it is, but you have to come with me." He sighed, tapping his fingers on the counter as he thought of things to make this more fun for him. His face lit up as he came up with an idea. He ran up to the room with a big smile on his face, and you regretted telling him he could do anything. He ran down stairs with one of his sweaters and a beanie, matching the ones he had been wearing. You smirked, thinking he would come down with something completely ridiculous. "What's this?" You asked, slipping the cap onto your head and posing with it. "Put this on." He said handing you the sweater. You slipped it over your head. "Why are we doing this?" You asked, "You said I could make it more interesting, so we're going as twins?" You stood there with an amused, confused look on your face. He just grabbed your arm and pulled you towards the door. "C'mon, let's go shopping!" He grinned, slipping on your converse for you, and he put on his matching ones.