-Three months later-
Zayn
"Daddy! Daddy look at all I got!" Morello said as she came running in the house and up to me where I was stretched out on the couch.

I didn't do much moving nowadays.

"Look I got crayons, and paper, and even sparkly pens." She said, pulling each item out of the bag she held, putting them on my chest.

"Lovely." I commented, watching Marcel and Harry come in with more bags.

Today, they were blessed with the task of taking Morello school shopping.

She started on Monday, which was the day after tomorrow.

"Uncle Marcie let me see my uniform." She said, hurrying over to him and digging into the bag he was holding.

"Everything's settled. She's ready for the first day." Marcel assured me.

"She better be." I chuckled, remembering all the paperwork I had to fill out.

Back when moving around was easier for me, Harry and I got Marcel and Edward to watch Morello while we went to check out a few close schools.

And of course, we chose the best for our princess.

"Daddy look, don't the school colors look good with my skin?" She asked, showing me her school uniform.

"You chose a skirt?" I asked, smiling at her.

I figured she would've picked trousers to go with her uniform.

She nodded. "I like the way it looks. Plus this is a special....invasion." She tried to say.

"I think you mean occasion." I chuckled.

"Whatever. Here, hold it." She said, laying her uniform across my massive stomach.

"I wanna show you how it looks on me. I look like a movie star." Morello said as she started taking her clothes off right where she stood.

"Um, babe don't you want to change in private?" I asked.

"No, why?" She asked, now down to just her socks and underwear.

"No nakedness in the open." Harry said, giving her the uniform and steering her towards the hallway.

"But I'm not naked!" Morello protested.

"Go." Harry ordered, gently pushing her forward.

Morello turned and stuck her tongue out at Harry, dropping the uniform on the floor before she took off running.

"Morello stop it, now!" I yelled as she ran out onto the front porch.

If Harry hadn't left the door open, he probably could've caught her before she got outside.

She hopped down the steps and began to skip around the front yard, giggling.

"Come here this instant!" Harry practically roared, getting red in the face and neck.

He stood in the doorway, glaring at Morello.

"He's getting better with speaking." Marcel commented quietly.

Morello froze, looking at him with fear in her eyes.

"Now." He spoke through his teeth, clenching his fists.

She shook her head no, her eyes getting teary.

"I said, now." Harry repeated sternly.

Morello reluctantly came back up onto the porch, crying out as Harry reached and pulled her inside by her arm.

"Harry, calm down." Marcel said as he slammed the door.

"Uncle Marcie." Morello cried, running to him. "Don't let him get me."

Marcel picked her up, and Harry glared at them both.

"Never do things like that again." Harry said. "Next time small beautiful will be punished." He warned, getting her uniform off of the floor.

"I'm sorry." Morello mumbled, glancing at Harry.

"Go put your things away." Harry told her as Marcel put her down.

She picked up her uniform, walking off down the hall.

"I'm uncomfortable." I spoke up, wishing the babies were out of me already.

In less than a week I'd officially be nine months pregnant, but I could barely walk now.

"What can I do?" Marcel asked, walking over to me.

"Get this stuff off of me and put it in Morello's bedroom." I said, motioning to her pack of pens, and crayons.

"Sure thing." He said, collecting the items and putting them back in the bags.

"Daddy look." Morello said, coming back in wearing her uniform.

"You look great, babe." I said, wincing slightly as I felt one of the twins move.

"Perfect." Harry smiled at her, making her grin.

"Very smart." Marcel added, shuffling back in.

I grunted as I felt one of the twins move again, the pressure he was putting on my bladder not feeling very pleasent.

"What's wrong?" Morello frowned, noticing my expression.

"One of your brothers moved." I said, rubbing my stomach.

"Stop moving you're making daddy uncomfortable!" Morello yelled at my stomach.

"I'm sure they can hear without you yelling." Marcel chuckled.

"I know, but I want them to listen to me. I'm older so I'm in charge. Don't worry daddy, when they come out I'll make sure they do what you say." Morello assured me.

"Thanks. It seems as though I have no authority anyway." I said, giving Harry a look.

"Does beautiful need anything?" He asked.

"No." I sighed.

"Actually I want to take a nap. It's too noisy in here, mind helping me to bed?" I asked.

Harry nodded, walking over and lifting me into his arms.

"I meant helping me to my feet, Harry." I grunted.

"It's easier this way." He smiled, walking into our bedroom.

He gently put me down in our bed, kissing my nose. "Sleep well, beautiful."

"I'll try." I said skeptically.

Harry quietly left the room, closing the door behind him.

I carefully moved onto my side, and to my surprise, I soon fell asleep.

That evening, after my three hour nap, just as I sat down to enjoy the dinner Harry cooked, I felt it.

The sudden pressure, and pain.

I winced, pausing a moment to take a deep breath.

"Beautiful?" Harry asked, watching me closely.

"You've got to be kidding me." I complained, looking at the delicious food in front of me.

"You couldn't let me have one last meal?" I asked the twins.

"Who are you talking to, daddy?" Morello frowned.

"Your brothers." I said, gasping as I felt a sudden, and sharp pain.

"Harry it's time to go." I grunted.

"Are we going to the hospital now?" Morello asked excitedly.

"Yeah." I breathed before I gripped the table, tensing up.

"Calm, beautiful. All will be well." Harry said, taking his sweet time.

"Don't tell me to calm! This is not a calm time!" I snapped.

"Go get the bag! Hurry!" I commanded, watching him scurry out of the kitchen.

"Daddy are you angry?" Morello asked quietly as I slowly stood up.

"No, baby, I'm just in pain. I need you to do whatever me or daddy tells you, okay?" I asked.

"Yes daddy." She replied, watching me.

I took another deep breath, telling myself that everything would be alright.

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A/N: I decided to split this chapter into two, just for the hell of it. So, feel free to continue on to the next chapter where the twins are born :)
-Z