It's been a two months and my stomach keeps growing and growing. The boys have become a little wary of my lack of patience and tolerance. Niall keeps reading parenting books, for he's never raised an infant. My biggest fear is that my emotions will spiral out of control and I will say something I regret.
"Anna, do you need anything while I'm out?" Zayn asked grabbing his leather jacket. He was wearing all black except for thin white x on his shirt.
"Is it weird if I ask for pudding?"
He laughed and kissed my cheek. "I'll get you pudding. Chocolate correct?"
I nodded my head rapidly, my taste buds excited at the sound of that. Zayn waved goodbye and disappeared out or the bus. Only a few seconds later Louis entered, his eyes filled with worry. I motioned him over and he trudged nervously to me.
"Louis, what's wrong?" I asked putting a hand on his shoulder. His whole body was trembling.
"What happens if you have the baby and we are not here? What happens if were on stage when it happens?"
I chuckled a little and grabbed his hand. He automatically intertwined his fingers with mine.
"Louis, I'm only a little over five months along! You don't have to worry about that. And if that happened then I would figure something out."
He squeezed my hand and gulped. "But twins come earlier than single babies and I'm just nervous."
"Don't be." I soothed cuddling into his chest. He sighed and kissed my hair.
"Anna? Are you okay with having more kids?" Louis suddenly quizzed while stroking my hair.
He exhaled shakily and I squeezed his body harder. "I just don't want to lose you."
I smiled and kissed his cheek tenderly. I laid my head on his shoulder and soon he was cradling me like a baby, his head on top of mine.
"You won't." I cooed nuzzling my face further into his neck. A drop of water slid down my neck.
"Promise?" He asked his voice trembling. I ran my hands through his strands of soft brown hair.
The next day I stayed at the bus basically the whole time. The boys had a gig that night, the last gig till America. When the boys came back, it was close to midnight and I was still awake. I didn't feel comfortable sleeping until I knew they were all home. Just a mother instinct I guess.
"We leave for America at eight tomorrow." Louis declared taking his shirt off. "So you should get some sleep." He kissed my forehead and picked me up bridal style, bringing me to my bunk.
"Goodnight Louis." I yawned kissing his cheek.
He smiled. "Goodnight Anna."
I woke up at seven and found I was the last to wake. The boys were already dressed and had their bags packed, including mine.
"Morning sleepy head!" Louis teased throwing me his sweatshirt. I put on the soft fabric and it almost came down to my knees. I laughed and put my Uggs on.
"Do you have everything?" I questioned grabbing my phone and headphones. The boys gave each other looks.
"I believe so." Zayn concluded. "We got to get to the airport before we miss our flight. I got us a private jet."
The guys clapped cheerfully and Louis picked me up in his arms. I groaned and punched his shoulder.
"I'm perfectly capable of walking Lou!" I objected crossing my arms. He laughed at my reaction and tightened his grip around my body.
"I know. But your fun to carry. Your so small and adorable!" He mimicked in a high pitched voice. He was right. I was very small.
I was placed in the rental convertible, my body awkwardly squished between Louis and Harry. Niall was in the front seat and Zayn next to him.
"Where's Liam?" I asked remembering the brown eyed boy.
"He took the other car. He'll meet us there." Niall answered starting the car. Soon we were driving down a highway, hundreds of cars zooming by us.
"Guys, I can't breathe!" I whined in buckling myself. I sat myself on Louis' lap and put my feet up on Harry. Harry groaned.
"Why do I get the feet?"
Louis laughed and hugged me to him. "Because she likes me better."
Harry smirked at me and Louis and for once it was fun to have our little secret between us. It was something we could call our own. Wise cracks like these just made it more fun.
"I love my boo bear!" I yelled kissing his nose. "I can't help that!"
I looked up to see Niall's cold stare through the rear view mirror. His eyes were on me and Louis. I gave him a look and he turned away.
"So, where are we going first?" I asked poking Louis' chest.
"New York first."
I smiled. I loved the city. I leaned back and cuddled closer to Louis as my hair whipped in my face.
"Your hair is having a spasm!" I heard Zayn laugh. I just smiled and closed my eyes as the wind rushed to my face, making the world seem peaceful.
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