I sit on the couch, my legs crossed beneath me as I stare at the T.V, clutching a pillow. I hear the apartment door open and close, and Daniel call out.
"Hey baby, I'm back. Oh god, you should have seen Jack's hair, it was –" I cut him off.
"Shhh!" I yell back. He pokes his head into the living room and frowns.
"What? No hello?" I ignore him, only waving a hand to acknowledge him. I keep my eyes glued to the T.V. he sighs and walks over to me, flopping down next to me on the couch.
"How many times have you watched this?" he asks.
"Can't remember."
"Y/N, I think you know what happens. You've seen every episode of Friends about a million times." He says.
"I know, but I'm making sure the baby likes it too." Daniel laughs and sits up, putting his hands on my bulging belly. He leans down and whispers to it.
"Baby, your mum is crazy about this show, and the second you come out, she'll have you in front of the T.V watching it." He whispers. I finally tear my gaze from Rachel crashing Ross' wedding and look down at him, raising my eyebrows. He looks back up. "What? It's true."
I laugh and ruffle his hair. "I know. But it never gets old. You can't deny it!"
"Yeah, I know." I sit back, taking the pillow from my grasp and pulling my close. He kisses my forehead and rubs my stomach again, letting his large hand rest for a moment. Then he frowns. "Has it kicked lately? Normally it kicks all the time."
I look down and realize he's right. "Oh, I'm not sure. That is a bit weird."
Daniel opens his mouth to say something, when I feel like I've wet myself. I cringe, but realize it isn't me wetting myself, when a sharp pain rushes through my stomach. I groan and clutch Daniel's hand. His eyes widen and he grabs my hand in both of his.
"What's wrong? Does something hurt?" he asks frantically. The pain stops, and I nod immediately.
"I think my water broke."
"Oh my god! Okay, um I'll get the bag, um, do you need, no I'll grab the um uh..." he jumps up and runs to get the hospital bag. I pull myself up and make my ways over to the front door, where Daniel is talking on his phone.
"Who are you calling?" I ask. He looks over to me and grabs my hand.
"Christian. He's going to come and pick us up. I don't trust and Uber." He hangs up the phone, and help me over to a barstool. Another contraction hits me like a bus, and I double over as far as I can with nearly nine-month pregnant belly. Daniel grabs my hands and kneels in front of me.
"Hey hey hey, it's okay, it's gonna be fine. Listen this baby is going to come out so fast, you won't know what happened, and you won't have to be pregnant anymore, alright? Chris is going to be here any minute, and he'll take us to the hospital, and Anna and the boys are gonna meet us there." He tells me. I nod.
"O-okay." As if on cue, his phone bleeps and he checks it. Then he stands up and helps me to my feet.
"Chris is downstairs, come on. I've got the back and your phone." He says.
"I love you, by the way." I say to him. He smiles and kisses my temple.
"I know. I love you too. Now come on, this baby isn't going to wait any longer."
Part 2??? ALSO! THANK YOU FOR 100 READS! YOU MADE MY DAY!!! Btw, I wanna do QOTD, so today's question is who ur fav WDW boy is and why. Oh, and requests are open, so dm me if u want one! Xo have a good day
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FanfictionThis is what I hope are some cute WDW imagines. Requests are VERY open btw : ) Also don't steal my writing : P
