suicide || h.s ✔

forty - past

{Edited- just remember from this point forward, this is only the calm before the storm. i'm sorry.}

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Kaylee was five and a half months pregnant when we couldn't really hide the fact that she was carrying a baby inside of her. We were able to hide the baby bump with my jumpers and maternity jeans but now, her belly is well seen and I guess, people started catching on. Trending worldwide on Twitter was Kaylee and the baby. Almost all the trends were about us and under each of those trends, the tweets weren't exactly nice. Turning off my notifications and closing my twitter app, I grabbed the tray of breakfast and walked up the steps to our bedroom.

These past few months have been pretty eventful. First off, the lads and girls have been very supportive. The girls have been buying all these baby clothes and stuff with Kaylee on the internet. The guys have been helping me put together the furniture for the baby's nursery. We painted the room a soft pale blue on the side and on the other was a soft yellow. The theme for the baby's room is like an outdoor type of thing. On the blue side there are clouds and stars. Thanks to Zayn, he even painted some birds. On the yellow side we were going to put the baby's name on it in pretty lettering and on clouds to make it look like it's flying away. Everyone has been so helpful.

Also, everyone seems to be so cautious around Kaylee. I guess since we're the first in the group to be having a baby, everyone is excited yet scared. We all thought Louis would be the first but boy were we wrong. So, with the lads, Niall wouldn't even sit correctly next to Kaylee. At first, he would sit there all rigid and not even touch her until Dar yelled at him and he loosened up. Zayn wouldn't let Kaylee stand for too long and insisted that she sat down so her feet weren't hurting. He always made sure that she wasn't in any pain. He was scared of her falling over and hurting herself and the baby. Louis on the other hand wouldn't let Kaylee do anything, let alone lift anything. If he saw her carrying a small bag, he would immediately run over to her, grab the bag and help her into a safe spot. He wouldn't even let her carry her purse! Now Liam on the other hand was just like me; we were all the boys put into one.

Until one day, we all found our cool and were normal around Kaylee again. Okay, well the girls yelled at us and called us pussy's and to man up. So I guess that sort of pulled us out of our trance and into just being normal again. Well as normal as we could be because face it, we were far from normal.

So anyway, those past few months were sort of boring but next week we find out the sex of the baby and I think I am more excited than Kaylee. I seriously want a baby girl but if we get a baby boy then I am fine with that because as long as he or she looks like Kaylee, I'm good.

"Harry?" Kaylee's voice shook me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah, baby?" I said, walking into our room and bringing the tray with me.

"I was calling your name but you were really into your thoughts again." I chuckled.

"Well, I made you some breakfast. It's scrambled eggs, two pieces of toast, hash browns and a biscuit. No bacon since that makes you gag and no butter since you don't like that anymore which is weird. But anyway, here is your bed in breakfast. Erm, breakfast in bed, I mean."

Kaylee laughed, sitting up in the bed and pulling her (my shirt) down so her belly didn't show anymore. She wasn't extremely big, but she did put on a couple of pounds, more than what Google says is normal for someone at five and a half months.

"Mmm, this tastes so good," She said, moaning with her eyes closed.

"Thanks. Oh, by the way, it's noon time and I have some recording to do. I will be back by dinner time, alright?"