-The next night-
Zayn
"Beautiful?"

"Harry, it's eleven at night." I instantly complained, opening my eyes.

It wasn't like I was asleep, because my forever growing stomach stopped me from getting comfortable, but I was certainly irritated.

"Marcel is at the door." He said.

"What?" I frowned, reaching over and turning the lamp on.

Sure enough, Marcel stood in the doorway without his glasses, having messy hair, and wearing a pair of Harry's sweatpants.

"Marcel?" I asked when he didn't speak.

"May I sleep with you? I'm just...lonely, and I've had a terrible dream." He said, squinting a little and rubbing one of his eyes.

"There's not much sleeping going on in here but sure, whatever." I sighed, turning the light off and laying back down.

"Harry will help you and your blindness." I heard Harry say as he got out of bed.

I listened to him and Marcel slowly shuffle over the bed before I felt only one of them climb in behind me.

It was Harry.

I could tell by the way he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me back against him.

Marcel, however, got on the other side of bed in front of me, moving up against me.

He draped an arm over me, resting his hand on Harry's side.

I was trapped.

My face was practically in Marcel's neck, and I could smell him.

He smelled almost exactly like Harry.

His skin was just as soft, and they even breathed the same

"Goodnight." Marcel said.

"Goodnight. Goodnight beautiful." Harry said, moving and kissing my jaw.

"Night." I mumbled, feeling strangely comfortable.

-A few days later-
Louis
"Personally, I think it looks great." I said, referring to the nursery I helped paint, and furnish.

Of course, I was also referring to the two shirtless aliens around me, but they didn't need to know.

It was me, Harry, and Marcel working to get the nursery set up.

Zayn was with Liam in the lounge, looking after the little ones.

"Want me to go get Zayn?" I asked.

Harry nodded, while Marcel walked over and lazily hugged him.

"Tired?" Harry asked.

"Mhmm." Marcel hummed as Harry slid his arms around him tightly.

"Happy. Harry will make food so you will have energy." Harry assured him.

Of course, I was barely listening, watching the two of them together like they were.

It was kind of hot.

"How's it going?" Liam asked, appearing in the doorway and making me flinch.

He was holding Luna, who was drooling on her shirt.

"We're done." I smiled, glad Marcel and Harry let each other go.

"Looks great. I can't wait to meet the little guys." Liam smiled, draping an arm around my shoulders.

"Oh, it looks like something out of a magazine." Zayn said as he came in holding James, Morello right behind him.

"You ruined my room." Morello pouted.

"Hey, we worked hard make your new room look good too. C'mon, purple walls? That's cool." I said.

"I guess you're right." She said, looking around the nursery.

"Food now?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, why don't you go cook a big dinner for all of us." Zayn said, smirking.

"Who will Harry be feeding? He asked.

"You guys staying?" Zayn asked Liam and I.

"No, actually I've got a nice dinner planned for us tonight. Somewhere new." Liam smiled at me.

"What about the kids?" I chuckled at him.

"My mum's keeping them for the night." Liam smiled, the look in his eyes telling me what he had in mind.

"Alright." I smiled.

"Thanks for helping out, Lou." Zayn said.

"Sure, no problem. We'll talk to all of you soon, yeah? And if I'm not mistaken you have a doctors appointment soon to check on those babies." I said to Zayn.

"You're right." He said, looking at Harry.

"I'll be there." I said, taking James from him.

"Thanks." He smiled warmly.

"I hope I surprised you. I know you hate surprises and romantic dates, so I planned both just for you." Liam teased as we went back into the lounge and got the diaper bag.

"Well, we've got the whole night to ourselves. I think I'll survive." I told him.

We both loaded the twins and their things in the car, and Liam walked over to me.

"It'll be perfect, I promise." He said, kissing me softly.

I looked into his eyes.

"I'll be with you, so of course it will be."

-The next day-
Zayn

"Beautiful?" Harry asked me as I played with his hair.

I was sitting up on the sofa, while Harry was stretched out with his head in my lap.

"Yes?"

"Where is small beautiful?" He asked.

"Outside with Marcel." I said.

"No." Harry said.

"What d'you mean no? That's where she is, Harry." I chuckled.

"Marcel is in the kitchen." Harry said, looking up at me.

I paused.

"Marcel?" I called.

"Yes?" He asked, popping his head into the lounge.

"Where's Morello?" I asked.

"Outside playing." He answered.

"By herself?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

"I can see her from in the kitchen. She's playing in a tree." Marcel said casually.

"In a tree?" I asked, instantly getting up.

Harry almost fell off the sofa, and I heard him mumble an ouch before I left the lounge.

I rushed out into the back garden, seeing Morello swinging happily from a thin looking branch.

"Morello, babe please be careful, don't move." I said, running over to her.

"Drop into daddy's arms, c'mon." I said, holding my arms out.

"But I'm playing, daddy. Watch this." She said, swinging to another branch before climbing higher.

"Morello, get down, now." I ordered.

She looked down at me. "Why?"

"Because I said so." I snapped.

"Why am I in trouble?" She asked, tears gathering in her eyes.

"You're not, baby. I'm just worried and I want to hold you right now, okay?" I asked.

"I'm sorry for snapping at you." I added as she began to climb down.

As soon as she was within reached I grabbed her, hugging her to me.

"No more climbing, it isn't safe." I said quietly.

"It's fun though." She grinned.

"Isn't there something else you want to do?" I asked, setting her down.

"Wanna go see uncle Eddie." She said.

"Okay, let's go bother him." I said, taking her hand.

We walked across the street to his house, and I let Morello knock on the door.

After she knocked three times, I decided to just go in.

Edward had come into my home dozens of times without even knocking.

"Uncle Eddie?" Morello asked as we slowly walked in, heading toward the lounge.

"I don't think he's home, daddy." Morello said, walking off into the kitchen.

I frowned, pausing to listen from where I stood.

If I wasn't mistaken, I could occasionally hear Niall's voice, along with repetitive, much lower sounds that I assumed were coming from Edward.

But I knew those sounds.

"Right there, fuck." I heard Niall grunt, causing me to quickly go into the kitchen and lift Morello into my arms.

"Let's just go home. We'll come back later." I said, heading for the door.

"But we didn't check his bedroom yet." Morello protested.

"I checked, he's not there." I said, quickly closing the front door behind me.

"I can walk, daddy." Morello said as I carried her back across the street.

"I know." I said, not putting her down until we got inside.

"Uncle Marcie, I need a juice. Daddy stressed me out." Morello said, going into the kitchen.

"You seem upset." Harry commented.

"No, no I'm fine." I said, not sure how to feel.

This was good, because with Niall and Edward being this....close now, Marcel could move in.

However, I was hoping that they'd used protection.

Not that it was any of my business, but I felt like Niall didn't fully understand that Edward could impregnate him.

"Then come back to me." Harry said, holding his arms out.

I smiled. "So I can sit in your lap this time?"

He nodded, smiling.

I gladly walked over and climbed into his lap, getting comfortable.

"Harry is ready." He said, rubbing my stomach.

"Yeah?" I smiled, resting my head against his.

"Yes. Harry will be here during it all this time." He said.

"I am...excited." He added, speaking slowly so he'd say the word right.

"Me too." I grinned.

Harry kissed my cheek, giving me a gentle squeeze.

I couldn't wait for the twins to be here.

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A/N: I have an idea. If I write this idea, it won't be in the story until after Zayn's had the twins. This idea also will not negatively affect Zarry. Anyway, I'm thinking of having a Zarry + Marcel threesome. Thoughts?
-Zaydrian x