Mr. Tomlinson >> MPreg Larry

Chapter 19

A/N sorry if its short. I have had major writers block and school is kicking my arse, But i hope you enjoy this. Love you

-Emilyxoxox

Chapter 19

“Six month check-up for babynana” Louis danced as he danced around the car as he locked it. I sighed in frustration.

“Louis you are causing a scene and we will be late. Just lock the damn car and help me inside” I snapped. Since I passed the four month stage of pregnancy I had realised that I was a lot snappier and rude. “Sorry” I said right after. Louis smiled at me as he walked towards me.

“It’s okay. Looks like someone didn’t get their Weetabix this morning” Louis taunted, putting his hand on my lower back.

“Shut the fuck up” I hissed. Louis pecked my cheek and checked us into the hospital as I waited for our appointment. Ten minutes later I was lying down on the bed with the jelly on my stomach as Dr. Isles scanned it.

“These are your baby’s bones and the grey part is her muscle and the black stuff around her is the amniotic fluids. Here is her hands and feet and if I move this a bit… you can see her head” Maura pointed to where Addie’s head was as Louis and I broke out in smiles and giggles. “Your due date is the 10th of October” she smiled and wrote it down on our file and then gave us a sheet that told us what to do when I went into labour.

“Thank you” Louis smiled and took it from her as I stood up from the bed. We paid for two pictures of Addie, one for us and one for Zayn who was still holding a grudge against us. When we got to the car, Louis passed me an envelope to put the scan photo in and then a pen to write Zayn’s name on. I flipped over the envelope and put a smiley face next to where I put ‘Uncle Zayn.’

 

God only knows how he will react to that. I sighed as Louis pulled up in front of Zayn’s house. I posted the envelope through his letter box and waddled away as quick as possible.

“I need a foot massage after this” I complained and looked down at my sore feet and ankles.

“I’ll give you one babe” Louis replied as we drove back home in silence.  

When we got home I went straight to the sofa and rubbed my belly as I propped my feet up on the coffee table. I sat for a while as Louis rummaged around the kitchen, looking for the lotion.

“Boo. Can I have some ice?” I asked him. I heard him chuckle from the kitchen.

“Are you craving it again?” he said with a hint of humour in his voice. He came into the room with a cup of crushed ice and foot lotion, passing me the cup and sat down by the coffee table, rearranging so my feet were in his lap as he massaged them while I ate my crushed ice.

“I haven’t really thanked you for what you have been doing during this whole pregnancy but thank you for dealing with my temper tantrums, craving, nags, commands and all of the above. I really appreciate it” I smiled and finished off the ice.