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#77 The Bump Starts To Show

#77 The Bump Starts To Show

Luke:

Turning around in your sleeping position for the third time in less than 20 minutes, an irritated sigh escaped your lips as you crossed your arms, staring up at the white new hotel room ceiling, the clock striking past 7am.

"Sleep," Luke said in a small groan from your right, his back facing you.

"Can't," you grumbled, loosening your arms so you could raise yourself up from the madras.

"Where're you going?" Luke mumbled with one eye open now, staring at you as you stroke your arms a bit, before letting them fall down to your waist again, letting out a huff before you walked into the bathroom, a nice bath being the only thing on your mind.

Letting the door be open in laziness, you removed the loose gray long sleeved shirt you had slept in, throwing it towards the corner, leaving you behind in your knickers, bra and top. Taking a look in the mirror, you ran a hand through your hair and walked towards the rack with towels, grabbing one and hanging it next to the shower. Walking back to the mirror you grabbed your tooth brush but stopped in mid-action, your eyebrows furrowing as your eyes landed on your stomach, immediately grabbing your top and lifting it up, your eyes widening in surprise.

"Luke!" you almost yelled as if it was in panic, the poor boy removing the covers immediately and sprinting into the bathroom, his before tired eyes now widened in fright as he looked you up and down, a small smirk coming to his lips as he noticed the knickers, but shrugged it off as he looked up at you.

"Where's the spider?" he asked, making you roll your eyes at him, "It's not a damn spider, not this time, look!" you said a bit more loud than expected, making Luke's eyes travel down to where you were pointing, a confused gaze appearing on his face before he realized what you were referring to, his lips parting slightly in a shy shock.

"Wow," was the only thing that came to his mind as he walked closer to you, kneeling down on his right knee to be same height with your stomach, his hands shaking as he looked unsure up at you.

"You're allowed to touch it dummy," you said in a sweet tone, looking down at him with a smile. His warm hands connected shyly with your bloating abdomen, his face showing awe as he touched it, his thumb now drawing patterns into the skin.

"We really did make something out of that night huh," he mumbled to himself more than you, but you only started to crack up laughing making him smile up at you.

"You're so silly," you said as you shook your head at him, watching him as he stood up again, his left hand not leaving your stomach.

"I'm clarifying the role as the fun parent here so I have to be the silly one," he said with a confident smirk, making you roll your eyes at him.

"I'm gonna be fun mama," you said giving his shoulder a light push.

"I really doubt that," he smirked starting to walk backwards towards the exit if the bathroom.

"Enjoy your bath.. Mama," he spoke before wiggling his eyebrows, shutting the door close.

"Thank you," you mumbled, looking into the mirror again, your hand brushing over the place Luke had just brushed, a smile forming on your lips but it faded a bit as reality thought hit you.

There was no backing out now.

Calum:

Calum's fingers were loosely going up and down in the strings of his bass, his back pressing into the couch he was laying at, his feet and calves dangling over the armrest, you sitting on one of the other couches with Luke and Michael in the studio, Ashton sitting on the floor with papers scattered everywhere.