You lay on the couch, staring absent mindedly at the T.V, waiting for Zayn, Louis, and your twin sister Eleanor (yes Calder) to get back. You nervously bite your nails as you flip through the channels. You hear the lock on the door move, and you sit up nervously.
"Zayn!" You shout, and hug your boyfriend of 1 1/2 years. You peck him on the lips as you both sit on the couch. Lou and El, who are now engaged, sit across from you two on the love seat.
"You said you needed to talk to us?" El said, looking at me.
"Well, I wanted to tell you guys first..." you trail off, and Zayn takes your hand and gives it a comforting way. You look at him and see his brown eyes shining.
Taking a deep breath, you let the news come out of your mouth, "I'm pregnant." You look at Zayn nervously, watching his face loose colour a little.
"Congrats!" El says, hugging you.
"I'm gonna be a dad!" Zayn says suddenly full of excitement. You let out a sigh of relief and hug Zayn. He kisses the top of your head, and whispers, "This child will have the best parents ever and not to mention be the cutest baby ever." You giggle and kiss him on the lips. You look over to find Lou and El whispering and then they grin.
"We were going to wait to tell everyone, but I'm preggo too!" El says happily. You all group hug, then go into a debate about whose babies will be cuter, but you all know it will be yours and Zayn's.
<><><><><><>ABOUT 9 MONTHS LATER<><><><><><><>
"Welcome home Trinity," you whisper to yours and Zayn's beautiful baby girl as you bring her home for the first time. Zayn smiles down at the pink bundle in your hands, and runs his finger lightl across her cheek. You both can't stop grinning like idiots.
"We told them our child would be prettier," Zayn whispers into your ear as you take her on a tour of your guys' apartment. You take Trinity to her bedroom and tuck her in with classical music playing softl. You stand at her crib and watch her in happiness. Zayn comes up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist. You look up at him and peck him on the lips. Then, you two dance in the middle of the nursery. You think to yourself, I am the luckest girl ever.
