You Need Me

What The Hell?!

"Aaahhh!" I yell as I throw clothes around mine and Trent's room in frustration with not being able to find something to wear.

"Natalie! Are you o...well what the fuck has happened here?" Trent bursts in the room but stops and stares at the horrific mess that I have created with my thousands of outfits that are now strewn across the entire room.

"It is five hours before the dinner and I have no idea what I am going to wear." I am on the verge of tears and he begins to collect up the clothes from the top of drawers, the floor, and our bed.

"It's fine, Nat, we'll sort something out. Let's just pick everything up so you can clear your head," I help Trent pick up all the many outfits from the floor that I have thrown everywhere and we lay them out neatly. "Right, let's start with eliminating the clothes that you do not want to wear tonight and we will go from there."

We manage to narrow it down to three dresses with most of them eliminated by Trent as the are "too short" or "too revealing" for his liking. "Right, I'll wear this one then." I pick up the pastel blue dress that hugs my curves and is sleeveless so it won't be as much as a hassle with trying to get my arm through the sleeve.

"Are you sure, is it not a bit short and it's looks a bit tight round the..."

"Trent, you need to stop." I send him a serious look and he picks up the other two dresses left to put them away back into our closet.

"What, I just don't want anyone looking at my gorgeous girl in a way that I should only be able to look at you." His strong arms wrap around my waist from behind and his lips suck against my neck.

"Ah, careful. If you give me a hickey I will kill ya," I move my head away from his lips but he begins to trail many kisses across my jawline causing me to giggle. "Trent, I mean it." I look up at him and he looks down at me with a huge grin.

"I'm just showing my affection, babes." He leans his head against mine and I close my eyes and breathe in deeply through my nose.

"I love you, Trent Alexander-Arnold." I lean further back into his hold and his hands rub circles upon my belly.

"I love you two, Natalie Henderson, and I love our future baby. Have you thought about any names yet?" Trent pecks my lips and lays down onto our bed.

"Not really, I mean I have had a couple of ideas," I settle down next to him and he puts one hand upon my stomach. "What about you?" My head tilts up so I can look at him and his brown eyes stare up at the ceiling.

"Same as you, not really too sure yet, I just wanted to know whether or not you had any suggestions," My heart flutters and my stomach fills with butterflies as his fingers run gently against my stomach. My eyes flutter shut and let out a yawn. "You have a nap, I'll wake you up." His voice is quiet and deep, I feel his soft lips press against my cheek.

"Make sure you wake me up at least two hours before we go." I mumble and I sense him chuckle.

"I will, baby, I'm setting an alarm for five o'clock in case I fall asleep." He kisses my nose this time and I lean my head on his shoulder as I am snatched into unconsciousness.

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"Are you sure that I look okay, I hate the way my injuries stick out." I admire myself in the mirror, the dress hugs my curves perfectly but my injuries ruin the look completely.

"Shush, babes, you look gorgeous in everything." Trent is laying on our bed flicking through his phone and doesn't even bother looking up at me as he compliments me.

"Really, because it seems like you ain't giving two shits considering the fact you haven't even looked at me."

"Believe me, Natalie, I have looked out you and I can't believe how beautiful you look."