Pain aroused me from sleep. I was drunk,still,and was in a major hangover. I had been in hangovers before,I was the first out of the girls to turn 21. I had never imagined how much alcohol Kethrie's little body could hold. She was like her mother. Kethrie had even beat Zayn in Happy Hour,she could drink más shots than anyone,and that somehow made Louis' feelings for her much más stronger,I could tell that after Happy Hour,Louis wanted to get Kethrie drunk más and drag her up to his room. But we wouldn't let him,we wanted to be with Kethrie in her first drunken state. I sighed,opening my eyes to find myself laying in a cama siguiente to a shirtless Zayn. I looked down,my clothes were still on,that must count for something,right? I got up,then drunkenly stumbled down the staircase. I passed the bathroom,and saw Bailey passed out,her head rested on the toilet seat,Niall slouched against the wall. I kept walking down the hallway,then tripped over someone,falling on another. I moaned in pain,as I rolled off the person. I looked at the person. It was Harry. His curls askew,but he was still beautiful,even when drunk. Kaite was passed out behind him. I moaned again,clutching the muro as I got back to my feet. I walked into the living room,where Liam and Elaine were passed out on the couch,laying on eachother. Liam had no camisa, camiseta on,and I had to shake myself to stop looking at his chest. I walked to the kitchen,where Kethrie and Louis sat on bar stools siguiente to the island. Kethrie had her head buried in her arms,resting them on the island,she was clearly passed out,a leather cinturón, correa clutched in her hands. Louis' leather belt. The striped overcoat Kethrie had been wearing was tossed onto the hard wood floor,along with Louis' striped tee. The right strap to Kethrie's cami was slipped off her shoulder,and Kethrie's mint green short shorts were pulled down a bit,showing the rim of lacy purple underwear. Louis moved,and I knew he was awake,he too was resting his head the way Kethrie was. I walked over and smacked his bare back,he flinched. "You were really going to do it,weren't you,Louis? Didn't need to take her to your room. tu would've been fine with it being on the counter." I dicho in a mocking voice,then looked at Kethrie again. A bite mark showed on her jaw. "Louis,you might've amor bit her to hard. That's going to leave a mark." I looked at Louis,and he flipped me off. I smiled. "Love tu too,Louis." I said,laughing. He was going to be a pain in my ass.
A Few Months Later
I woke up,sweating. I pulled the covers off of me and my giant baby bump. I was due anyday now. That's when I saw it. The wet spot on the bed. I looked down,my underwear was wet. I screamed,which turned into a moan of pain as a consertion began. I couldn't take it. "NIALL!" I screamed as loud as I could,the panic and pain clear in my voice. He ran into the room,sending the door crashing into the wall. He was only in boxers,still half asleep. He looked around the room. 'What?! What is it?" He said,then caught sight of me. In labor. He grimaced. "KETHRIE!" He yelled,and Kethrie ran in,wearing only a long t-shirt and underwear,the signs of a long night with Louis. She looked at me,took my hand in hers,then began stroking my hair away from my face. I looked at her. "Kethrie,you have to stop having sex with Louis. Its not good for the baby." I said,before I moaned. Niall looked at Kethrie,raising an eyebrow. "Yes,Niall. I'm pregnant with Louis' child. Now is not the time to discuss this." Kethrie dicho before calling,"LIAM! LOUIS!" Both boys came rushing in. Louis took one look at me and told Liam to pick me up. Liam did as if I weighed nothing. Louis grabbed my hand,giving it aa squeeze. Nial had walked out,and was pacing the hallway. "I'll call Zayn." Kethrie said,but then heard the front door open. She ran down the stairs,Liam following with me. Kethrie grabbed Zayn's hand and pulled him into the garage,she pushed him into her purple Ferrari,then Liam placed me in siguiente to him. Kethrie grabbed her keys,got in the car,started it,then sped off toward the hospital,not even bothering to remember pants o shoes. Her Ferrari was only made for two people,not two 21 año old girls,one in labor,and her 27 año old boyfriend. Kethrie drove through traffic,almost causing several wrecks,and running many red lights. I glanced behind us and smiled. 7 cars were behind us. I saw Bailey's yellow Mustang,Bubblebee,Kaite's blue Hummer,Skyler,Elaine's naranja Bronco,Ed,Liam's SUV,Louis' Porche,Niall's Toyota Camri,and Harry's Suberu. That's when Kethrie lerched to a stop,and jumped out. "Zayn! Keep going,I'll get a ride with Louis! DO NOT CRASH MY BOOBEAR!" She yelled as she ran toward a little girl walking,she picked up the child,which was her niece Bella,Kethrie's brother,Conner,was running toward Bella. Zayn slipped into the driver's asiento and sped off again. I saw Louis' Porche stop,Kethrie jumped into the front,her brother into the back,before Louis spend after us once more. Zayn slowed down,and I was getting pissed. "Zayn! Speed up again! I'm kinda in labor here!" He just looked straight ahead,slowing down. Louis pulled up siguiente to us,rolling down his window. "Everythhing alright?" He said. Zayn began to speak. "Yeah! Go ahead! Get as a room,would ya?" Louis nodded before speeding up more,pulling in front of us. We were only a few segundos apart arriving at the hospital. Kethrie dashed out of the car before it had even stopped,she ran into the hospital,Bella still in her arms. She returned only a segundo later,running. Zayn lost control of the Ferrari,and it crashed into the back of Louis' black Porche. Kethrie screamed,handing Bella to her father. She ran over to Zayn,snatched the keys from him and shouted. "ZAYN JAVVAD MALIK! WHAT PART OF DON'T CRASH MY BOOBEAR DO tu NOT UNDERSTAND! tu JUST CRASHED MY MILLION DOLLAR FERRARI INTO MY BOYFRIENDS MILLION DOLLAR PORCHE!" She was so angery. Her car was her world. It was like a child to her,and Zayn had just crashed it into her boyfriends car. That was going to take months of repair for both cars and cost a lot. Plus a new paint job for each. Black would be easy,but the shade of purple Kethrie's Boobear was,well,let's just say,it took her almost 10 years to find it,and it had been destroyed in a matter of seconds. I was being pushed into a wheelchair and rushed into the hospital,Zayn running behind me. This delivery was going to take awhile.