Calum

Calum and I walked through the shopping centre, hand in hand.

"So, where do you want to go next?" he asked.

"Victorian's Secret." I spoke.

"You're kidding, right?" he asked, looking down at me.

"Nope. Half my lingerie is at your place, I need more." I sighed.

"Can't you just get it from my place?" he whined.

"Wow. I never thought I'd see the day when you pass up the chance to see me naked." I chuckled.

"Well, when you put it like that." He smirked, smacking my ass as we walked into the shop.

"Help me look." I said as I looked through the different bras, looking for my size.

"How about this?" I turned around to see Calum holding up a black lace bra and underwear.

"Nah, I don't look good in black lace." I shook my head.

"Trust me, babe, you do." He smirked. I sighed.

"Fine." I chuckled before taking it and pulling him along to the changing rooms.

"Wait out here." I spoke.

"But-."

"Wait." I demanded. He sighed before sitting down. I headed into the changing room and took off my clothes before putting on the bra and underwear. I reached back, trying to do the clasp. I sighed as I couldn't do it up.

"Calum?" I called.

"Yeah?" he responded.

"Come here, please." I spoke. After a moment, the curtain was pulled back and he walked in.

"Do me up, please." I spoke as I turned around. I soon felt his hands on my back as he did the clasp. I felt his lips kissing down my neck.

"We need to go home. Now." He whispered.

"Why?" I smirked.

"I need you." He mumbled before pinning me against the wall.

Luke

Luke and I walked into the baby shop.

"What are we looking for?" he asked. I looked at him.

"Did you seriously just ask that?" I sighed.

"What? We've never done this before." He shrugged.

"Okay, babe. We're looking for a crib, a buggy, and clothes." I spoke as I looked around.

"What colour clothes do you think she'll like?" he asked.

"I don't know, baby. Follow your gut instinct." I chuckled.

"Okay. My gut is telling me purple." He replied. I looked around, looking at the different clothes.

"How cute is this?" Luke smiled as he held up a small purple tutu.

"I like that." I nodded, cupping my bump.

"Here, let's see how it fits." He smiled, holding it against my bump.

"God, you're such a nerd." I chuckled as I continued to look.

"Wow." He sighed. I looked at him.

"What?" I asked, making him shrug.

"I don't know, it's just...it's all real now." He spoke.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, shopping for the baby really made it real that there is a baby. My child is real, my bub is in there. We're going to be a family." He smiled. I returned it.

"Yeah, babe. She's real. Baby Hemmings is real." I chuckled.

"Yeah." He laughed.

"Come on, let's buy your daughter some stuff." I smiled.

Michael

Michael and I walked into the shop and I grabbed a trolley.

"Okay, only the essentials, no snacks." I spoke.

"Aww, but babe, we need crisps." He chuckled.

"No, we don't." I sighed.

"Fine." He muttered as we started to walk around the shop. I walked around, picking up the occasional item.

"Babe, do you still like-." I turned around to see that Michael wasn't behind me anymore.

"Oh my god." I sighed as I started to look for him.

"Michael?" I called out. Nothing.

"God, Michael." I sighed.

"I'm here, babe." I looked up to see him walking towards me with his arms filled with snacks, crisps and chocolate.

"Oh, my god." I sighed as he dumped it all into the trolley.

"Didn't I say no snacks?" I asked.

"Yeah, but I want snacks." He shrugged.

"Fucks sake, it's like I have a two-year-old son, not a twenty-year-old boyfriend." I chuckled.

"You know you love me really." He smiled as he kissed my cheek.

"You're lucky I do." I returned.

Ashton

We walked into IKEA and looked around.

"Babe, do we need a basket?" Ashton asked.

"We're going to need a trolley." I chuckled.

"Alright." He smiled. I looped my arm around Ashton's as he pushed the trolley through the shop.

"Is there anything specific we need?" he asked.

"A new bed." I spoke.

"Ooh, babe, I'm liking where this is going." He smirked, making me playfully smacking his arm.

"Ow." He chuckled.

"Ash, we've had that bed for, like, six years." I sighed.

"Okay, I admit, it's time for a new bed." He nodded. We continued to walk around, looking at the different furniture. After a while, we got to the bed department.

"Which style do you want?" I asked.

"I don't know. I mean, our one is pretty, but I kind of want a modern one, with shelves and storage in the headboard and shit." He shrugged.

"I agree, I was thinking the same thing." I nodded.

"What about this one?" he asked, pointing to a white bed.

"Sure, I like it." I spoke.

"I'm going to test the comfiness." he smirked.

"No, baby, don't-." I sighed as Ashton slumped down on the bed.

"Yup, this is the one." He chuckled.

Michael

Michael and I walked into the shop and looked around.

"What do we need?" he asked, grabbing a trolley.

"I don't know, I can't find my shopping list." I sighed, rummaging through my bag.

"Um...was it on a small piece of lined paper?" he asked. I looked at him and nodded.

"Yeah, that got used to write a song." He chuckled sheepishly.

"Oh well. It's gone to a better cause." I chuckled.

"I guess we're winging the shopping today." He grinned, starting to push the trolley. I walked through the aisles, quickly losing Michael.

"Every damn time." I mumbled, not being able to see him. I looked through the aisles, trying to find food and Michael.

"Ah." I smiled, picking up a tub of ice cream.

"Excuse me, ma'am, is this man with you?" I turned my head to see Michael stood there, smiling at me sheepishly as he was stood next to a security guard.

"What has he done now?" I sighed.

"He was involved in a nerf gun fight with a group of kids." The security guard muttered with a straight face. My lips quivered as I tried to refrain from laughing.

"Did he win?" I joked.

"Ma'am, he was messing about with products that he wasn't intending on buying, that's not allowed." The guard scoffed.

"Yeah, she gets it, I'm sorry, whatever." Michael chuckled as he walked towards me. The security guard rolled his eyes before walking away.

"You're ridiculous." I chuckled.

"I know." He smiled, pecking my lips.

Calum

Calum and I walked along the street, hand in hand.

"So, where to first?" he asked, looking down at me.

"How about Victoria's Secret? I need some more underwear." I spoke.

"As much as I love that idea, I wanted to go here first." He smiled, pulling me along to the window of the jewellers.

"Why?" I chuckled as he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and rested his chin against my shoulder as we looked at the jewellery.

"Well, I'm sure you've not forgotten that our four-year-anniversary is coming up." He spoke.

"I am aware of this." I nodded.

"I wanted to do something special and I need your measurements." He said.

"For what?" I chuckled. He pointed to a ring in the window.

"You see that one?" he asked. My eyes widened slightly.

"The engagement ring one?" I spoke quietly. He nodded and kissed my shoulder. I turned around in his arms.

"Yes." I smiled. He returned it before kissing me passionately.

"Let's go get it, then." He smiled, kissing me again before pulling me into the jewellers.