🐚twenty-four🐚

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It was now Wednesday, and I yet again had my 12 week appointment yesterday in my hospital room. I was excited though, to go home. I slowly walk towards the entrance of the hospital, sighing in relief when I don't see fans. We leave the building and head over to Jonah's truck, the boy helping me in.

"Soon you're not gonna be going anywhere. I don't want you to risk anything getting in and out of this truck." Jonah says softly as he looks at me. I wanted to protest but I knew he was right.

He shuts the door and heads over to his side, getting in. He starts up the car and starts towards our house. I had a small headache but I knew it was just a pregnancy symptom. The doc explained how I'd feel until week 13 and I wasn't too thrilled.

"Do you want to get breakfast?" I blink, glancing over at the brunette.

"Yea sure." He smiles, glancing back at the road. I look out the window, before closing my eyes and letting out a breath.

I don't know how Daniel did this. These symptoms suck. And the pain from your growing belly? Don't even get me started. I rest a hand under my small bump, wishing the cramps would go away. I don't know how girl deal with cramps every month. I would scream.

"You okay?"

"Mhm." I hum, not opening my eyes. I feel him place a hand on my thigh, his thumb rubbing gently.

"Just making sure love." I nod, still not opening my eyes. I was kind of tired if I'm being honest.

"We're here love." He says, gently squeezing my thigh. I open my eyes, undoing my seatbelt. I did however wait for Jonah to come around and help me before attempting to move.

"Here you go, yep just like that love." I send him a glare, causing him to raise his hands in defense.

We walk into the diner, a waiter soon sitting us fairly quickly. I sit down, letting out a breath. My shirt was baggy enough to cover my bump thankfully. We had soon gotten our food and relaxed In the booth. It wasn't long though until we were interrupted.

"Oh my gosh- can I get a picture?" I glance up from my omelette, glancing at the girl.

"Yea of course." Jonah smiles. I shoot him a look, but he doesn't notice.

"Zach can you take it?" I blink, surprised.

Maybe she wanted to take individual pics I guess? I nod, not moving from the both as I take their picture. She thanks me and I hand her the phone, about to get out of the booth when she leaves. Oh. Jonah watches, glancing at me as I frown.

"You okay?" He asks quietly.

"I'm fine." I lean on my hand as I play with my food, not really hungry anymore. Jonah takes a few bites of his food before looking at my plate.

"You haven't really touched your food." He says, his eyes going to me.

"I'm not hungry." I say quietly. His face falls, nodding slowly. He flags the waitress down and asks for the check before moving into the booth beside me. He rubs my back as I place my head on my arms, trying to ignore the rush of emotions trying to make themselves present.

"Here you go sir." I feel Jonah nudge me gently, causing me to sit up. I leave the booth with the brunette, not waiting for him to pay before walking out of the cafe. Jonah calls for me but I keep going, heading to the truck.

I go to his side, doing the code before walking back to mine. I open the door, struggling to get into the tall vehicle before closing the door. I was upset without a doubt. I was upset, tired and hungry. I should've just eaten but my freaking hormones were everywhere. I close my eyes, trying not to cry.

I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I know, I'm being shaken awake. I stir, looking around tiredly.

"Hey baby we're home." I nod, glancing at the boy that was waiting to help me down from the truck.

We get into the house, and the first thing I do is go to bed. I was exhausted and still very much moody. Much to my displeasure, I wasn't able to fall asleep. I was shifting left and right, whining into my pillow. So I did the most reasonable thing I could do. I balled my fists and placed them over my eyes as I started to cry.

"Zach? Baby why are you crying?" Jonah asks worriedly as he walks in the room. I don't respond, just continuing to cry.

"Zach baby tell me what's wrong." He says as he sits on the bed.

"I-I don't know!" I cry. He quickly pulls me to him, rubbing my back.

"Shhh. You're okay. You're okay baby." I cuddle up to him, crying into his chest. He rubs my back, whispering soothing words in my ear. I slowly but surely fall asleep.

"Zach?" He asks. When I don't respond, he just continues to rub my back, holding me tightly.

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Hiya. So I've been writing another Zonah story as I wrote this one and like- I'm so soft. The other Zonah story is called Mine and it's pretty much the boys in the band life as usual, but Zach is very small and innocent and Jonah can't help but fall for him. It's a really like soft (a lil smutty) but like idk man it's really cute. Y'all would like it.

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