24 - Niall

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You know the expression "let sleeping dogs lie"? Well, they should have written it as "let your sleeping wife who happens to be in her third trimester lie or else she will do everything in her power to make you pay, which isn't much considering she has a bit of a weight holding her down, but she'll try like hell". 

I always woke up earlier than her, and today was no different. Every morning I tried to pass the time, but I got bored fairly quick. After letting her sleep in for another hour, it was time to wake the beast.

"Jenna, petal, it's time for you to wake up, you told me yesterday that you wanted to go out shopping today, right? Let me make you and the little guy some breakfast, and then I can drive us out to the shops". I whispered in her ear, trying to coax her from underneath our comforter. 

"Baby says more sleep. Mama agrees. I suggest Dad joins us because we're cold and want cuddles"

I tried not to give in and melt into a puddle right there, but the two loves of my life were irresistible. I crawled back under the covers and snaked my arms around them, holding Jenna close to me. Her sweet scent was prominent on her skin, even after she had just woken up. I inhaled and let my head fall into the crook of her neck.

"I must say, remarkable idea. Oddly peaceful, seeming I just woke you up. You usually try to get some sort of revenge"

"Oh, you don't even know. Just give it a few seconds, the storm will come". I furrowed my brows, confused on what she meant. We laid there for a few more moments in silence, until a crash followed by an easily remarkable accent came from the next room.

"Oi, come on you fuckers, we're going shopping!"

My mouth dropped and I immediately rolled over to face Jenna, who was snickering like an idiot.

"Why is he here?"

"Planned this one in advance. I figured you'd wake me up, but as always, I'd charm you into coming back to bed. So I decided to ruin your serenity for once with somebody who specializes in just that"

"So you called Louis? Really?"

"Yeah Nialler, that's what I call the Tommo Way. My cheeky little ass with a hint of sass"

"Mate, if you don't get out of my bed in the next two seconds, I'll have your throat"


The car ride was extremely unusual: Jenna and I sitting in the front seats, with Louis sitting in the back like our little kid. He was, of course, a kid at heart though. 

"Okay, this baby needs some clothes, toys, and a nice looking nursery. Lucky for you, he has an uncle with impeccable taste that his parents can call anytime. Plus his boyfriend, but Haz couldn't come this morning. Told me he had errands he needed to run before his gig tonight. Are you coming? It's his first time playing somewhere other than a bar karaoke night!"

"Wouldn't miss it for the world, I know how much this means to him"

I pulled our car into the lot, putting it in park and taking out the keys. I rushed to the passenger side to help Jenna out, since she was getting to the point where simple things like that were a chore. 

"I told you that you don't have to do this every time I have to get out of the car"

"Yeah, and what would you tell me to do if I just walked off?" She scowled at me, knowing I was right. Louis was just snickering at the whole exchange, thinking it was the funniest thing on the planet.

"Piss off, you try having a gargantuan mass on you 24/7 for nine months"

"Most people call that a baby bump, not whatever alien you described, but whatever floats your boat. Besides, maybe I should get one of those fake stomachs people sell and see if it's all that bad"

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