+ Zayn +
"Zayn it's time to get up." Mum whispers shaking me.
"I don't wanna." I cuddle Joey closer to me.
"Zayn you are now twenty five years old, it's time to get up and if you don't your birthday breakfast will get cold." She laughs.
I bolt up straight, "is it scrambled eggs, Mickey Mouse shaped pancakes with fruit slices and a cup of apple juice?"
"As always my dear." I jump out of the bed and run downstairs to the kitchen table. Like I had predicted there was a plate full of eggs, pancakes, bowl of fruit and a glass of apple juice.
I picked up my fork and began to shove my face full of food. A hand rested on my shoulder, I turned-a price of pancake sticking out of my mouth- to look at them. "Slow down Zayn I'll make more if I have to." I nod then go back to eating slowly now.
When I swallowed the food I took a drink of the juice. I finished the first plate, and mum had put more on there. I only ate half of it so I could eat my fruit. When I was full I took my dishes to the sink and sat on the couch, my baby had a big meal today. Dad sits on the couch with a very snowy Joey. Joey hopped out of his lap and went to his bed.
"Happy birthday Zayn." He says scratching behind my ear, I lean into his touch. "Here's a gift from me." He places a green wrapped box on my lap.
I look at for a minute before I started to open it. Inside the box was a new outfit. A red jumper, black skinny jeans-a hole in them for my tail-, a red beanie that holes in them for my ears. I set my new clothes off to the side and hug him.
"Thank you. I'm going to shower and I'm going to wear this."
"Alright when you come back down Karen and I have more gifts for you and then the Styles are coming over." I nod and run upstairs with my clothes.
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Louis and I sat in the living room playing with his toys. Mum and dad had gotten me new shirts, jeans with holes for my tail. Harry and Niall got me new shoes. I loved the shoes, my old ones were getting pretty bad.
Louis and I were called to kitchen. I picked him up and carried him in. Niall sat at the head of the table feeding Luke a bottle. I gave Harry Louis, I had sat next to him looking at the birthday cake in front of me. Dad lit the two and five candles. They all began to sing to me and when they finish I blew the fire out.
"Happy birthday Zayn." Mum kissed my beanie covered head.
After we ate cake we all went into the living room. Louis sat on my lap far away from his daddies. He had told me that he didn't like Luke that much. He cried too much and was always needing both his dad's attention.
"Louis Lou you have to love your little brother though cause one day he might need you there for him."
"Oh okay, I be nice to brother." He gets off my lap, grabs his stuffed bear then climbs up in Harry's lap.
He looks over at Luke in Niall's arms. Luke looked at Louis, Luke started to cry light but Louis showed him the bear and he stopped crying, making grabby hands for it. Louis laid it on his chest.
"Bear is for him Daddy and Dada." Louis smiles up his fathers.
"That's very kind of you Lou. So when he cries we can give that to him right?" Louis nods, he leans against Harry's chest. Harry had wrapped his arms around his son, kissing the top of his head between the ears.
I rub my flat stomach, wanting it to be bigger. Filled with a baby, Liam's baby. I want to have my baby now, not wait for nine months. I want to give my baby the cutest nursery ever and spoil them. I also want my first baby to be a girl.
Harry and Niall left giving be hugs and told me happy birthday once more. Dad had to clean up everything tonight since it was his turn. Mum had her laptop on and was looking through stuff. I moved closer to her, she was searching at baby nurseries. I notice a purple nursery with a white crib, also with other purple and white decorations.
"I like that one." I point to the screen.
"Me too, we will do it that when you know what you're having. Now should we look at a boy's nursery just in case you have a boy?" I nod. She goes to the search bar to look up baby boy nursery. She scrolled through all the pictures till I told her to stop.
"I like that one too." I point to a nursery that was a dark grey, with white tree stickers on the wall, white crib along with a baby blue color to it.
"Oh I like that too, so if you have a boy that's what we will do for your nursery okay. Now go get ready for bed Zayn when you come back down I'll have hot chocolate for you.
"Yay!" I run upstairs grabbing a pair of pajamas to change into and I head into the bathroom to take another shower.
I washed my hair, ears and tail with coconut shampoo. Then I washed my face and body. I turn the water off, grabbing my fluffy towel to dry. I wag my tail so it would dry faster and get dressed. I walked down to the kitchen to get my hot chocolate.
"Zayn your hair and tail are still wet, you're going to sick again." Mum scolds. "You don't get your hot chocolate till you are completely dry." She takes my cup away.
"But mum!" I whine and pout my lips out.
"Zayn do not argue with me." I cross my arms and stomp my foot. "Zayn Javvard Payne! Don't you dare act like this, you're not a little kid anymore. I may not be your real mother but I can still punish you."
"Like you said I'm not a little kid anymore so you can't punish me." I stick my tongue out at her.
"That's it mister go to your room."
"No," I stick my nose up in the air. I feel a pinch on my ear and I'm being dragged upstairs. When I'm sat on the bed I scream, "ow!" Tears well up in my eyes.
Mum leaves my room, I smash my face into a pillow and cry. My ear hurt, it was thumping like a heart. I cupped a hand over my ear trying to lessen the pain. I slowly fall asleep that night.
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Picture above or side is of the nurseries.
Enjoy!
Oh and who agrees that pouty Zayn is the cutest?
EDITED 6/21/17
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