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Pregnancy Series | Baby Nurseries

Pregnancy schedule:8 Months pregnant

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Luke:

The white carpet under Luke’s bare feet was warm and sending out a nicefeeling as he walked around in the small nursery, his eyes half open and shut in tiredness, heading right towards the white rack of the window, leaning his body next to it and taking a look around the room. The clock was way over bedtime, but he couldn’t sleep and couldn’t get himself to wake you up, he knew that you would either eat his head off or simply not getting the chance to sleep again after being awoken from a slumber. At this point of the pregnancy, sleep was one of your only and favourite sources, but to Luke’s cons, it was almost like insomnia had taken over his damn mind and body. Ever since the nursery had been painted, decorated and filled up with furniture and clothes, the realization of what was going to happen in a few weeks had hit Luke. Not on the bad way though, but in a clear father way. He knew that in a few weeks, his life would be changed forever; he knew that there was no backing down now and it wasn’t just some kind of prank show. Thoughts like this would swim around in his mind like a wavy tsunami, making it hard for him to sleep which were the mainly cause of him sitting in the nursery just by himself and admiring the room. It had turned out way prettier than what he had expected it to be, but he knew your creative skills of architect would make it into something special and it really was to him. He could use his time in this room to the early hours of the morning, sitting in the baby blue chair in the corner and looking around, sometimes with his guitar in his hand and playing random lullabies. But Luke almost failed every time in a mission of not waking you up. There was just something about the two of you sleeping in the same room together, even though there was no cuddling you had gotten so used to him being there that it was uncomfortable not having him in there. Luke’s face changed into a disappointed one when he noticed you leaning against the doorframe, you letting out a sigh as you walked towards him and took a seat next to him on the rack, looking at him up and down. ”Are you nervous?” You asked, Luke looking over at you with his lips shut tight in a straight line, nodding his head. ”It’s going to be alright and we will work it out in the end. I promise.” You tried to reassure, Luke only nodding his head and not saying a thing. He took a look down at your clothes, bare legs and his old smiley tee totally stretched out due to the none stop growing belly. His hand came up to your fabric covered belly, rubbing it up and down in a slow motion. Luke looked up from your stomach to take a look in your eyes, noticing the bags under your eyes and getting eye contact with you. The two of you stared at each other in silence, almost as if you guys were reading each other’s minds, but no words came out. Luke was about to speak up, opening his mouth and letting words but was interrupted when kicks appeared against his palm, catching both you and his attention. Luke let out a small laugh by the sudden contact, rubbing his hand up and down. ”He knows you’re here.” Your statement made Luke furrow his eyebrows as you stood up from the rack, smiling down at him. ”He knows his daddy.” Luke let out a small smile as you smiled at each other for some seconds before you turned around, ”Gotta go to the toilet now though, it’s kicking my bladder.” Luke nodded his head as he leaned his head against the window, watching you disappear out of the room, making Luke stand up from the rack as well. This would definitely be one of his favourite places in the world from now on.

Calum:

”Y/N?” Your name was being yelled from the bedroom making you tear your eyes away from the mirror in front of you, your eyebrows furrowing. ”What’s going on?” You yelled back, turning your attention back to yourself and continuing on brushing out the knots in your wet hair, trying to combine it into a ponytail. ”Can you come here for a second?” Calum asked with his voice faint making you roll your eyes. ”I’m the pregnant one here.” You grumbled, more to yourself than him as you walked out of the bathroom and heading towards your bedroom. You walked into the room, or at least trying to as Calum had thrown almost every piece of his clothing from the dresser onto the floor in frustration, his back facing you as he was bowed down to roam in the other dresser, confuse and frustration clear on his features. ”What’s going in here?” You questioned with a raised eyebrow, Calum turning around to look at you. ”I can’t find my freaking Liverpool Jersey and I’ve been looking for what feels like forever. Have you seen it?” Your lips pursed into a straight line as you tried to control your face expression, but Calum saw right through you. ”Where is it?” He asked, making you roll your eyes at him before letting out a sigh. ”It was supposed to be a surprise as it’s not done yet.” You explained as you pulled him down towards the nursery room, Calum knitting his eyebrows before you opened the door and let him in. His mouth changed into a surprised one as he looked around at the room, noticing how the progress of it was almost finished, his face moving around to see all the objects. ”What happened in here?” He asked in awe, noticing his jersey hanging against the crib. ”Mali and I took over this place. Noticing the colors?” Calum nodded his head as he looked around, his hand touching the different things. ”It’s uh..” He let out giggle in cuteness, looking over at you who were standing with a cocky smirk. ”It’s Liverpool colors.” He stated to himself, you nodding your head. ”It was Mali’s idea. She had been listening to you talking about having your own little Liverpool Star. So we made the nursery a little bit different than what we planned together. I hope you’re okay with it because it took a hella lot of time.” You explained, Calum walking towards you before placing his hands on your massive belly, a silly smile on his face. ”It’s literally the cutest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. I wouldn’t change it for the world.” You let out a smile in satisfaction as Calum was still amazed by the room, barely having eye contact with you as he admired the room. ”But you’re going to deal with Mali, she was the one wanting to keep it a secret.” Calum laughed by your comment, nodding his head and pulling out his phone to dial her number. ”I’ll just say that it was an accident and I randomly went into the room, she can’t blame me for that.” He chuckled, walking towards the posters that were hanging on the wall, noticing one of his favourite players printed on it. ”As long as I won’t get the trash.” You smiled, walking towards the crib and grabbing his jersey. You reached out for him to grab it but he denied and shook his head, ”I want it to be in here, it fits better here than on my body.” Your giggle filled Calum’s ears which made him put out a smile. You hung the shirt back on the rack of the crib before walking towards Calum and hugging him, ready to hear him trying to compose himself towards Mali.