"Good morning, sweetheart," Zayn whispered, kissing my forehead. "We've got to get going."
I pulled the pillow over my head and curled up even further in the covers. "No."
Zayn yanked the covers down to my feet. "Gemma, you need to get up."
"No!" I pulled them right back up. "Come get me in an hour."
"We don't have an hour, love. The flight for Australia leaves in two and a half, so we need to be at the airport in forty- five minutes. I've already loaded your things in the car, so all you have to do is get dressed."
I wanted desperately to roll on my stomach and bury my face in the bed, but I couldn't do that since my belly was huge. "Ten more minutes."
"Gemma, I don't want to do it, but if you don't get out of bed this instant, I'm bringing Louis in."
I considered the possibility that he might be bluffing. I was rather scantily clad in boyshort underwear and a sleep shirt, so I assumed Zayn wouldn't want the other boys to see my like that. But then I contemplated the potential damage Louis could do to my hearing and decided it wasn't worth the risk. "Fine. You win."
Zayn helped me to my feet and pressed a quick kiss to my forehead before sauntering into the bathroom to finish putting up his hair. "Be ready in ten minutes," he called.
I grumbled a few choice obscenities, but threw on the sweatpants and t-shirt he had laid out for me. Before I had exploded into my current size, I would not have been caught dead wearing sweats in public, but now I just didn't care anymore. "You better not be dressing nicely," I said, entering the bathroom.
I eyed his outfit as I brushed my teeth and smiled internally. He was wearing black jeans and a band t-shirt. I threw on some light make up, grinning into the mirror. "You're a bad influence," he said, motioning to his outfit. "Once upon a time I would have worn a real outfit."
"You always look cute," I quoted sweetly, standing on my toes to kiss his cheek.
Zayn made a face at me and laced his fingers with mine. "Let's go."
When we got the airport Zayn immediately ditched me in favor of baby Lux. Louis draped an arm around my shoulder, laughing. "At least you don't have to worry about him not liking babies."
Paps were already snapping pictures of Zayn and the little girl and Zayn had already succeeded in getting her giggling. I couldn't help but smile at his delight with the baby. "He'll be a good dad."
"And I'm going to be the best uncle ever!" Louis said proudly. "Louis and Louise are going to adore me."
I rolled my eyes at him and wandered over to Niall. "Excited for Sydney?"
"You know it!" He chorused. "But I am not excited for our twenty two hours of travel to get there."
"Just think of the flights as an opportunity for pranking," I said optimistically. Something shifted in my belly and my hands flew to my stomach.
"What's wrong? Are you ok?" Niall asked, immediately sensing my discomfort.
"I'm fine," I gasped, still rubbing my tummy. "They just moved."
"Are you sure it's ok for you to be flying?" Paul asked, coming over to hand us our tickets.
"The doctor said it was fine. And Zayn and I are going to fly to the states early because I won't be able to when the rest of you head over," I answered.
When we made our way onto the plain I found that I was seated next to Liam. Rather than try and switch I just settled in, happy to spend the first leg of our long journey with him. He was even kind enough to let me sleep on his shoulder for most of the flight. "Gemma, we're about to land in Kuala Lumpur," he said quietly, gently shaking me awake.
"Thanks." I groggily ran my hands through my hair.
"What's got you so tired? You were out for a good six hours there."
"You try being pregnant with twins and tell me how much sleep you get," I chuckled.
"I'll have to take your word for it," Liam laughed.
"Just wait until they're born," Lou, the boy's hair and makeup stylist, said from behind us. "I'm operating on a solid four hours a night."
"But Lux is such a little angle," Harry cooed, making a face at the baby from across the aisle.
"Excellent, you can change her when we land!" Lou replied brightly, handing the little girl off to Harry.
Harry frowned, but didn't protest. Instead he began tickling the baby, who burst into a fit of giggles. "Uncle Harry will take good care of you. Don't you worry, little Lux!" He pressed a kiss on her forehead and continued to make faces at her until we landed. He accepted the baby bag from Lou and hurried off the plain to change her.
"I'm impressed," I told him, when he came back a few minutes later. "Most boys would run away from a dirty diaper."
Harry shrugged. "Lou needs a break every once in a while. And I love this little girl. Yes I do," his voice turned babyish as he crinkled face against Lux's tummy. He carried the baby all the way to the gate for our connecting flight to Sydney.
"Sweetheart, I think we just found the perfect babysitter," I told Zayn when he took my hand in his.
He kissed my knuckles before responding. "If we give them to Harry, I don't know that we're ever going to get them back."
"Oof!" I exclaimed as I felt a particularly violent kick. "Knock it off," I told them, glaring at my stomach.
Zayn's face lit up and he immediately stuck his hand on my belly. "Still just as amazing as the first time," he sighed.
"Speak for yourself," I snorted. "I can't wait until we get to meet you," I told my bump. "Then you can kick daddy too."
"Looking forward to it," Zayn laughed. He gave me a brief, but sweet kiss on the lips. "I love you."
"Love you too!" As they called our flight I let Zayn help me to my feet. He placed his hand on the small of my back, and I couldn't help but smile at the fact that it had been seven months since I'd met him and his touch still set butterflies alive in my stomach.
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