Aligning.

• F O U R •

"I want a boy." Ash states, as the pair walk through the mall.

"I'm not bothered." TJ mumbles as a girl walks past, clearly checking out Ash. TJ grabs Ash's hand and places her other on her bump. Ash noticed what she did and smiled.

"So is a pushchair all we need now?" Ash asks, turning in to the baby store.

"And clothes. Lots and lots of clothes." TJ giggles.

"You've already got lots and lots of clothes." He chuckles. TJ pouts as she leads him to the pushchairs at the back of the store. "But I'm sure a few more won't hurt." He adds with a chuckle.

"Imagine if I was having twins!" TJ says wide eyed, taking the handle of a twin pushchair.

"Let's keep that imagination. Now, let's look at a pram for our baby." Ash mumbles, leading her over to single pushchairs.

"Ash, why are you staying at your mums?" TJ asks, randomly.

"Well, I have nowhere else to stay." He mumbles his cheeks tinting a light shade of pink.

"Mine?" TJ frowns, like it was obvious. "I mean, you paid for it-"

"For our baby." He sighs.

"But you should still be there." She pouts.

"Don't forget T, we're not together. I'm trying to find my own apartment, but I'm staying at my mums so I'm close by for when the baby comes." He sighs, placing his hands on TJ's bump.

"But you're not close enough." She pouts. "Seriously, I could look after you just as good as your mum, if not better." She adds with a smirk.

"Damn T, 8 month pregnant and still trying to get some." Ash chuckles.

"Pregnancy makes me horny." She pouts. "But having a hot baby daddy doesn't help either." She adds with a wink.

"Let's just get a pram." Ash chuckles.

"I think black, white or grey. Your choice." She shrugs.

"Any?" Ash shrugs.

"Whatever." TJ mumbles, slowly wandering around the pushchairs.

"You don't even look pregnant from behind." Ash smiles. "And then you turn around and you've got this massive bump!" He adds, placing his hands on the bump from behind.

"Ooh, I like this pram!" She exclaims. "In black and white?" She adds excitedly.

"Sure." Ash chuckles, pulling out his phone as it starts ringing. "Oh, ok, are you sure? Really, yeah, ok." He speaks down the phone. "Babe, I've got to go, somethings happened at work, but I'll see you tonight, if you need anything get it on that." He hands her a bank card before kissing her forehead. "See you babe, bye." He mumbles, before making his way out of the store. TJ sighs heavily, Ash didn't even give his opinion on the pushchair. She orders that, to deliver before making her way through the rest of the mall, picking up cute little baby grows, or bibs, maybe some new jeans for her. After eating she decides to go home, and put all her baby's new things away.

"TJ!" Harry shouts, seeing her pull in to the driveway.

"Hey Harry, you ok?" She asks, getting out of the car.

"Yup, do you want help with them?" He asks, putting his ball down and running to help her.

"Thank you." She grins, handing him a few bags. "Does your mum know you're here?" TJ asks, leading Harry to the baby's room.

"No, can you text her?" He asks.

"Sure." She smiles. She quickly texts her before her and Harry put away what she got.

"Shouldn't Ash be home now?" Harry frowns, looking at the time.

TJ shrugs. "Do you wanna stay for tea?" She asks Harry, making her way to the kitchen just as Ash, walks through the door.

"Hey ba- Harry why are you here?" He frowns.

"He's been helping me." TJ grins, ruffling his hair. "Shit!" She screams as a pain shoots through her stomach.

"Woah shit, what's up?" Ash panics.

"The baby. Shit. Fuck. Ash. I think I'm in labour." She groans, noticing her waters had gone.

"Erm erm erm, Harry go home please. Tell mum we're going to the hospital. I'll let her know as soon as." Ash rushes, picking up TJ.

"I hate you." TJ groans as she gets another contraction.