You went to put on another top but it didn't fit. You threw it across the bedroom floor in anger and looked in the mirror.
You were huge, and you also had stretch marks.
You picked up the bottle of stretch mark cream to put on your bump but there was no point. It didn't work. This stuff never does.
You sat on the bed in a huff and started to cry.
Niall walked past your bedroom and saw you. He quickly rushed into your room and sat next to you.
"Princess, what's wrong?" He asked concerned.
"Nothing fits me, I'm huge and I have stretch marks coming up!" You sobbed. "Big ones!"
Niall wrapped his arms round you.
"Oh y/n, it's fine, we can buy you more clothes. Darling you're not huge. You're having two little babies. Babies that need to grow. The stretch marks. They show that you're having baby and that they're healthy. I like them," said Niall soothingly.
Your tears disappeared and you hugged Niall.
"Thanks Niall." You said.
Niall kissed you're head and then kissed your baby bump.
