Under Pressure *Completed*

Chapter 36

*Harry*

Two months ago Niall and me found out what gender put little baby is, and we decided to call her Victoria Cherry Styles.

Because it's cute.

Today we have another Scan, Niall is seven months pregnant and he's so emotional and then he's happy and then he's angry then he's really sad because he was angry and then he wants to eat an elephant and then he doesn't eat anything and then he wants cuddles and then he wants space.

Yeah, it's quite annoying and he's quite the handful. But I love him.

"Harry!" now he's angry about absolutely nothing.. here we go. Prepare myself for a blow.

"Yes dear?" I ask him and he storms into our room.

"Why didn't you run a bath?" he never Asked me.

"You didn't ask baby" I continue reading though my Twitter feed and then I decide to look at Tumblr.

"Well you shouldn't be so inconsiderate! maybe think and you might think that I'd like a bath?" I look over my phone at him and he's so flustered and cute when he's angry for no reason at all.

"I'm sorry" might as well.. fighting for no reason with Niall is pointless.

"No, I'm sorry, why am I yelling?" no he's sad. This is exactly what I'm talking about.

I shake my head and got to the bathroom and run him a bath.

"what are you Doing?" he asks me waddling into the bathroom with his stomach bigger than him.

"Running you a bath" I pour lots of bubbles in for him and he smiles.

"Oh, thank you Hazzy" he stands on his tiptoes and kisses my cheek.

"Care to join me?" he asks and I kinda have to, he finds it difficult to do anything now. With only two months left until it's born who knows what could happen.

"You know I will" I say cheekily and he laughs, he walks around singing Stacy's mom.

I'll never understand his mood swings. I think he's gone down stairs now. He wanders around a lot and it's kinda cute but sometimes he gets on everyone's nerves a little but no one dares to set him off, no one needs him to cry right now. They do it for my sake, he always comes to me, I'm honestly flattered by it but it's very frequent.

Next thing I know he's got nutella in a jar and a spoon.

"Who let you have that Niall?" he goes silent and mutters

"No one" he knows he's supposed to ask if he can have that because we buy so much nutella and Niall eats it all.

"Two spoonfuls" I warn him and he nods smiling cutely.

I swish the warm bath water round and nialls licked the spoon clean twice, I take the jar off him and hold it out of his reach.

"Hazzy" he whines and I shake my head.

"Bath time" I say and put the jar on a shelf he can't reach. I push him in the bath room and take his top off him. He holds his hands up and I pull it over his head.

He laughs when it gets stuck on his head.

"It's stuck!" I pull it a bit harder but I just makes Niall laugh more.

"There we go, its off.." I sigh and throw it to the corner of the room.

"Ok pants off, chop chop Niall" he keeps laughing as I wiggle his trousers off his legs.

Leaving him in just his boxers.

He slowly unbuttons my top and pulls it off, running his hands over my tattoos.