"Georgia?" The nurse walks into the room.
"Oh- I didn't know you were allowed visitors just yet" She stutters as she walks over to me. I shrug.
"These guys are practically family" I mumble. The guys 'aw' and I hold my middle finger up at them. They chuckle and the nurse turns to me with a smile on her face. She has a bag in her hands.
"In this bag are clothes your brother brought you and he signed your release papers" She smiles. I nod. "Boys" She turns around, "Out" Calum's mouth drops as well as Luke and Ashton's.
"She isn't going to get dressed with you guys here" I bring a hand up to cover my mouth as the boys rush out.
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"You have some nice friends Georgia" The nurse tells me as I get dressed in the bathroom.
"Thank you" I reply.
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"Michael is out the front, he won't believe me when I say that doctor is gone" Ashton tells me. I nod. "You wanna know what he calls the doctor?" I nod my head, resting my hands on my stomach.
"Stupid fucking dumbass doctor" I chuckle. "I'm serious too" I roll my eyes.
"I'm sure you are"
"Harry is also out the front with the car and the girls are at your appartment preparing dinner" Ashton explains as we walk out of the elevator. I nod and follow Ashton to the front of the hospital. They let me go early when they should have kept me in for a couple more days to keep an eye on me. But luckily they didn't. When Ashton and I walk out, Michael rushes over to me, wrapping his arms around me. I giggle as he kisses my neck lightly and Ashton rolls his eyes walking away from us.
"We have to come back at the end of the week for the ultrasound Mikey" He nods against my head.
"Is it with that stupid fucking-"
"Dumbass doctor?" I giggle. "Yes" Michael groans and pulls away from me.
"Are you cold?" He asks me. I shake my head no.
"Not yet" I smile. He nods, and walks me over to the car. "I can still walk" I roll my eyes. Michael shrugs.
"Just wanna be careful" He slides into the seat beside me as Ashton gets in and Harry starts the car up.
"Where are the other boys?"
"Cooking" Ashton answers.
"Are we going to have a kitchen left?" I whisper in Michael's ear.
"No" I chuckle as Harry drives off.
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"Glad you're out of there. I never liked Daniel-"
"You never met him" I chuckle. Ashleigh shrugs and continues to eat. Luke rolls his eyes, beside her.
"So everything is fine?" Shonny asks.
"Is the baby fine?" Kirsty asks as well. I place my hand on Michael's thigh, knowing he wants to say something about the doctor. I believe Michael, fully. I believe that the doctor either lied to him, or me. The moment Michael caught him in the act, the doctor's face paled. But it was gone just as quick as it appeared.
"I'm fine. I am just dehydrated and the baby is fine. We are going in at the end of the week for an ultrasound" I beam. Michael places his hand over mine and squeezes. I smile and look at everyone. Harry said he'd give me time with the boys and girls before we speak. The last time this happened we got into a fight, I'm afraid it'll happen again. But last time we weren't talking before and now we talk almost everyday. So hopefully we can talk without yelling at one another.
"Are you still hungry?" Shonny asks. I shake my head.
"No, I'm actually full" I laugh. She laughs along with me.
"How about a drink?" Ashton asks.
"No" I laugh.
"Come on, at least a beer!"
"I'm pregnant Ashton!" I gasp.
"Get it right Ashton" Michael buts in. Ashton rolls his eyes, getting up and getting two beers out. He sits down and hands on to Michael.
"You've earned it" He nods opening his bottle. Michael nods and opens his before taking a sip. He leans back in his chair, his hand going behind the back of my chair.
An hour later all the boys are outside, drunk and laughing at each other. Shonny, Ashleigh, Kirsty and I are still sitting around the table, watching the boys. We do trust them, we just don't trust ourselves looking away and then them getting hurt or in trouble.
"So you don't know if your baby is a girl?" Ashleigh asks.
"No, we were literally so busy last time that we couldn't even find out the gender cause we went in late and then it was a show" I shrug.
"But you find out this week?" I nod.
"Yes. I hope it's a boy"
"A boy? Another one?" Kirsty laughs. I roll my eyes.
"I'm sure that if I can put up with all them" I say motioning to the band, "I can put up with two Michael's"
"What does Michael want?" I shrug.
"We haven't really talked about it. Even the wedding" The girls look at me as if I am crazy.
"But I do want to have the wedding after I'm pregnant. Cause we can have our child there with us, and I won't have a huge ass belly in the way" I mumble.
"That's a good point" Shonny agrees. I nod and we turn our heads outside as the boys yell something.
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"Come on Michael" I huff as I try to get him to sit down on our bed.
"No" he pouts. Literally pouts. I sigh and sit on the bed, hoping he will too. He looks at me and sits beside me. He leans his head onto my shoulder, sighing. I lean my head on top of his as I look around our room. We haven't been in here for a while. I will admit I kind of miss this room. We've shared so many good memories in here. Even though the hotel ones are better, I still like this room. We may have a crappy house, but at least this is our home. Together where we are going to raise a child. A child that will either look more like me or more like Michael. To be honest, I want our child to look like Michael, not with the different coloured hair but the colour his eyes. His smile...
I shift my gaze around our room. It has been a long time since we have sat in this room together. A very long time. Even if Michael is drunk, it is still nice to sit here with each other in silence. We aren't in silence for a long period of time, so it is nice to just sit here like this. I look over to the little desk Michael wanted in our room, to see a cute little box. I forrow my eyebrows as I move to get up. Michael falls back onto the bed and I chuckle at him before going over to the desk and picking up the box.
"What's this?" I whisper. Michael rushes forwards.
"Nothing!" He says grabbing the box.
"No. Michael it's something" I say grabbing his arm. He looks up at me, sighing.
"That's just stuff I got for your birthday.." He scratches the back of his head glancing at the floor.
"You shouldn't have" I smile. I swear if I smile any bigger, my cheeks will burst off my face.
"Can I look?" I ask. Michael shrugs. "Please?" Michael sighs, walking over to the bed and sitting down placing the box beside him. I walk over and sit beside him, slowly reaching for the box.
"I-I actually forgot about these..." He mumbles, scratching the back of his neck.
"Are you still drunk?" I ask. I do not want to open these while he is drunk. It looks like he spent a long time and was nervous at me looking at these presents.
"Never was" I gasp and he chuckles.
"Michael!" I laugh hitting his shoulder. He shrugs and kisses the side of my head.
