Labor/Delievry

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Ashton: "I fucking hate you!" You shout, glaring up at Ashton from your hospital bed as the nurse next to you encourages you to keep pushing. "You're the reason my vagina feels like it's on fire!"

"Yeah, okay babe." He strokes your hair, trying to hold back his laughter as he watches you give out a final scream.

"Congratulations!" The doctor in front of you shouts at the same time, quickly cleaning off your baby as it's delivered. "It's a boy!"

"I know, " you roll your eyes, still in pain, "I've known for about four months, moran."  You huff, making Ashton actually laugh out loud this time.

"You'll have to excuse her, she usually isn't this bitchy."

Michael: "Would you two like a mirror?" The older looking nurse at the end of your bed asks Michael and you, trying to get the room ready for the delivery of your first child.

"A mirror?" You give her an odd look, "why would I want a mirror?"

"Well, Mrs. Clifford; some women like to watch the birth, so as a policy we have to ask." The lady smiles as you shake your head snorting.

"I can ensure you ma'am I do not want to watch a baby come out of my vagina, but thanks anyways."

Calum: "What is that?" Calum asks horrified, still slightly dazed from the birth of your daughter, watching as the doctor now grabs something else that has just so happened to come from you lower region.

"This?" The doctor points at what looks to be a bloody grocery bag, "this is the placenta, a source of life for an unborn fetus."

"Right," Calum nods, paler than the hospital sheet you laid on,"that's beyond fucking disgusting."

Luke: "You nervous? " Luke asks you, stroking your hair has you lay in the soft hospital bed, preparing for the c-section that would bring your twos' twins into the world.

"A bit . . ." You mumble, eyeing your enlarged stomach, "but I am beyond ready to get these fuckers out."

"Really?" Luke sighs, chuckling. "Fuckers?"

"I find it to be a term of endearment," you smile, still looking at your stomach as you now rub it. "I love my little fuckers"

*

So my older brother (he's legit only four days older than Luke) was driving me and my younger my brother to Subway today and while on the way there we passed a church. As we pass it my little brother, bless him, goes:  "Ooh is that a church??" (he's 12 so I was like wtf)

But anyways, I look back at him and go: "No, that's a Satanist worshipping group. " and I kid you not, the fucker actually believed me he was all like: "that's so cool! I didn't know we had those around here!" Me and my older brother had so much fun with that, but we did eventually tell him it wasn't one.

I am a great sister.

Skylar xx

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