《Flatmates》45
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'Harry, can you just give me a hand up a sec please?' I call towards the bathroom. Harry appears, takes my hands and helps me up from the end of the bed. Pregnancy sure was taking its toll on my body, mainly in moving. Getting up from any position seemed to be incredibly difficult, I could no longer tie my own shoe laces or shave my legs, and standing or walking for more than a few minutes was painful.
38 weeks pregnant - one week past the point of full-term, two weeks till our due date. My bump was enormous, like I was carrying baby elephant. Surely this pregnancy could not go to 40 weeks - I don't think I could handle another two weeks of this.
'Thank you' I sighed, kissing harry on the cheek and waddling towards the kitchen. Yes you heard that correctly, waddling. Another wonder of pregnancy. Once the baby's head is in position, the waddle appears and it is physically impossible to walk normally any more.
'Jess!' Lux shouts from the sofa as I head for the fridge. I pull a bottle of water out, close the door and waddle over to him. 'How is sir Lewis? Any signs yet?' he asked excitedly. This was a daily occurrence. Well more like a 'fifteen times a day' occurrence, from both Lux and Freezy as well as the rest of the sidemen, Alex, George and Will.
'No, no sign. This little shit had mad himself comfy, and knowing my luck he will be two weeks late!' I groaned, hovering next to the sofa as I opened the bottle of water.
'Hey, come sit. Cant have the heavily pregnant lady stand!' Freezy says from beside him, shifting to the other end of the sofa to make a small gap between the guys.
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'I wish I could, but once I am down I can't get back up' I groan again. Pregnancy seems to involve a lot of groaning.
'And? We can get you back up' Lux laughs as he takes my hand and gently tugs me down onto the sofa.
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I must have drifted off to sleep on the sofa, as I woke up to find I had split my bottle of water all over me. I nudged Freezy in the arm and groaned 'why didn't you take the water from me? changing my clothes is like an olympic even now!'
'Huh?' Freezy looked at me confused. 'We did take your water from you, its over there on the table.'
Thats when it hit me. A wave of pain wrapping itself around my lower belly and into my back. 'Owwww!'
'Whats up? Are you okay? Are you having the baby?' Freezy starts to freak out at my involuntary noise of discomfort, sitting up and running his hand through his hair.
'That fucking hurt' I whisper, slumping my head onto the back of the sofa. Then realisation hit. That wasn't my water bottle I had spilt - my waters had broken.
'Cal, I think my waters have gone. And I think that was a contraction.' I stare at him in shock and terror, realising that this was it and it was happening and there was nothing I could do about it. 'Please get Harry!' I burst into tears, and Freezy opened his arms and pulled me into his chest.
'Jesus woman, you pick the best times don't you! Harry has gone out with Lux, I will ring them. What do we do?! What do I need to do?!'
'Please just get Harry' I sob into his chest.
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