Liam: "Babe? Are you ready? We need to leave for Mum's in a minute" Liam calls out, his voice echoing down the hall in your bedroom. "Please fit, please fit, please fit" you pray as you tug at the zipper of your dress. Without any success, you flop to the floor in distress. "What's with the tears my love?" His big, warm hands rub comforting circles on your back. "I feel a bit, I don't know... plain, I guess. Actually, scratch that, I feel like a whale." You sigh taking off yet another dress that no longer fits. "No, don't ever say that! You are the most stunning, most caring, gorgeous woman ever. You are not plain, and most certainly not a whale! You are carrying not one but two little miracles, miracles that we made, and that makes you the most perfect person in the world. Nobody compares to you"
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One Direction Imagines and Preferences Book 3
FanfictionBook 3 of my 'One Direction Imagines and Preferences' :)
