Can you make up a story about mpreg Zayn, where Zayn has to endure contractions all day long without telling Harry. At night it rains heavily, there is no access to leave the house or go to the hospital. At that time Zayn's water breaks and he has to give birth at home only with Harry. Zayn is pregnant with twins.
For @onedi230710
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I had been pregnant for almost 9months now and it was starting to get really frustrating. The fact that I was carrying twins didn't help either.
I was always feeling hot and heavy and I couldn't wait to give birth to these big babies. I am supposedly due next Friday, in 6 days but I was really feeling like I could pop theses babies out any seconds now.
I looked at Harry's hands on the mastress and sighed. He was snoring in my ear, his arm lazily thrown over my body.
I had been awake for the past 15minutes and his arm and hot body were starting to bother me. I was already hot enough without his body glued to mine so now I was boiling.
I groaned as I tried to get rid of his arm but he only tightened it, warapping it around my middle, his hand holding my huge tummy firmly.
"Harry fuck off!" I whined as it became too much. I was literally sweating buckets even though I was naked. He groaned before sliding his arm off. I sighed contently, feeling my body cool down as I rolled away from him.
"Hey beautiful." He mumbled, one eye squinted open.
"Hey!" I answered, giggling it his expression.
"How are you doing beautiful?"
"I was about to die with your body engulfing me in unnecessary heat."
"I'm sorry baby." He sighed, letting his hand rub down his face before looking at me again. "You hungry?" He asked with a cocked brow.
I nodded eagerly, and the twins kicked as if in cue, making me smile down at my round tummy. They will definitely be foodies just like their dads.
"Let me feel them kick!" Harry's face lit up when he saw me smiling down at my belly. I rolled my eyes, letting him put his hand on my tummy. As soon as he pressed his palm down, the twins started kicking like crazy, making him smile wider as he gently caressed their feet through my stomach.
"Okay enough it hurts." I winced when they started kicking a little too hard.
"They love me." I frowned.
"Yes of course you are their father. They love me too you know??"
"They always kick like crazy whenever I touch your tummy." He tried to argue.
"Yeah and they kick when you're not there as well. Your point?"
"Anyways." He groaned, sitting down at the edge of the bed, turning his back to me. "Let me just go and make breakfast for my babies." He said before getting up.
"And what about me?!" I frowned deeper.
"C'mon Zaynie you know you're my baby too." He chuckled, leaning down to peck my forehead. "Be right back with your breakfast. Love you!" I didn't even have to say it back that he already had walked out the door.
I smiled to myself with a fond shake of the head before going in the shower to freshen up. I decided to stay with just Harry's shirt on and no underwear because it was literally a workout for me to put anything on the lower half part of my body.
Once I was done I walked to our bed, laying back down comfortably. These dumbass pregnancy pillows costed me a shit ton of money for nothing. They literally feel just like regular pillows to me.
