Shreya's POV

I and the boys sat quietly in Liam's room as we anticipated the outcome of the conversation of the young couple in the living room. I lost my patience as I quietly tiptoed out of the room to eavesdrop on them. But I only ended up bumping my head into Zayn who had intended to knock on the door but ended up knocking my head.

"Shit, Are you okay?" He asked holding me by my shoulders. I rubbed my hand on my head with a hiss.

"I will survive, you are not the Hulk. What happened? Where is she?" I questioned him back.

"She is in the drawing room. And yes, it is my baby." He replied quietly.

"Oh Bhai" I sighed pulling him into a hug. He wrapped his arms around me, resting his head on my shoulder.

"I will figure this out. It will be fine. We will be fine." He replied breaking off the hug.

"God I am so mad at her. How can she keep such a big thing from you!" I exclaimed.

"Afra, calm down. She had her reasons" He replied calmly.

"How can you be so calm?" I exclaimed putting my hands up.

"Why are you so not calm?" He quietly yelled back. 

"Okay, who's hungry?" Niall stood up looking around expectedly. Louis and Harry quickly jumped up with their hands raised. 

"Okay, let's go get takeout then!" Liam rubbed his hands and went to grab his jacket.

The boys quickly rushed from their places to get their jackets, dragging me and Zayn in the process as well. A few minutes later, the five boys, I, and Diya were all packed inside the van with tension thick in the air.

"So guys, where shall we go?" Louis asked.

"Nandos?" Niall asked expectedly.

Nobody spoke a word. Our silence was his answer as he cheered like a toddler and asked the driver to take us to the nearby Nandos outlet, he quickly called the store manager to place our order. I quietly glared at Diya who chose to ignore me and stare out the window as she rubbed her stomach every now and then. Beside her, Zayn looked weary, he seemed very old suddenly. Harry squeezed my hand and I turned to look at him. He gave me a small smile and leaned in to kiss my head.

"Calm down, babygirl. It is okay to take time to process things. You don't have to always know what to say or do" He whispered in my ear. I nodded and leaned into him as he wrapped his arms around my protectively.

The van halted to a stop before Nandos and Niall got down with a relieved sigh as he pulled his hoodie up. We waited for a good ten minutes when Niall climbed back in with three bags of Nandos and a waiter followed him with dozens of drinks in hand. 

"Take her away, Ernie!" Niall hollered earning smiles from everyone.

The ride back was faster than it took time to get to Nandos. We quickly rushed back into the building with our drinks. Everybody huddled in the kitchen as I quietly tip-toed to Harry's room. I needed a shower and a change of clothes before I satiated my hunger. 

I picked up my bag and heaved it on Harry's bed, rummaging for my home clothes. Nothing interested me, so I headed to Harry's wardrobe and picked one of his t-shirts. My boyshorts also happened to be there and I gladly picked it. I laid my clothes on the bed and skipped to the bathroom. I quickly showered, applied lotion onto my body, wrapped myself with a towel, and opened the bathroom door only to find Harry sprawled carelessly on the bed. 

"Hello there" I called out as I walked towards him.

"Hello love" He grinned as he walked towards me and snaked his arms around my waist. I wrapped my hands around his neck with a giggle.

"Why are you here and not eating down with the others?" I asked him.

"I saw you tip-toeing away so I did the same" He shrugged and kissed my forehead.

"Oh Harry" I sighed resting my head on his chest and pulling him closer.

"Are you okay, Shre?" He asked as he rested his chin above my head.

"I am not, but I will be in a while I guess" I replied.

"That's my girl" He squeezed me in his arms gently earning a giggle from me.

"Now sir, I have to change so shoo" I chuckled pulling myself from his arms.

"I don't think so" He replied huskily as he grabbed me by my waist. 

I collided with his chest as he quickly wrapped his arms around my waist and locked me against the wall. He pressed his lips onto my cheek, peppering my face with kisses. He brushed his lips against my lips for a moment and then swooped down to my neck placing wet kisses all along my neck nibbling here and there. His hands squeezed my waist and traveled to my spine and slid down to my ass. He interlocked his lips with mine roughly as he squeezed my ass earning a very appreciative moan from me. He looked into my eyes as his hands moved to my thighs and very lightly moved towards my inner thighs. I nodded my head slightly and he slipped his hand onto my core rubbing gently. Electricity was shooting out of my body as I clutched Harry's shoulder. He bent down and kissed the top of my breasts, sucking and nibbling them as his hands moved feverishly. 

He kissed my lips again when we heard the door being knocked. Harry and I groaned as I pulled apart and quickly put on my clothes that I had laid on the bed. The knocking never stopped, and whoever was knocking began to knock in a rhythm. With utmost frustration Harry opened the door to find Niall standing there with a sheepish smile.

"Please tell me why I should not kill you right now" Harry groaned pinching the skin between his eyebrows. Niall scratched the back of his neck with an innocent smile.

"Well, the lads were going through the food very fast and I thought Shre might want some food and maybe a hug?" He shrugged with an awkward chuckle and a posture ready to run.

A smile found its way onto mine and Harry's face. "Oh Niall, my first child" I sighed as I pulled him into a hug.

"Mama de Papa" Niall squeaked and the three of us laughed.

We went down and joined the hungry wolves who were literally tearing the chicken with their teeth. I quickly grabbed a burger, a couple of chicken tenders, some fries, and the sides along with my drink and sat at the further end of the table.

Looking at the sight unfolding before me, I was pretty sure no woman would find any man right now in this room attractive if they were here now. Harry was lucky that I loved him. I thought pregnancy hunger and hormones were a myth but the scene before me proved me wrong. Diya, who used to eat way less than me had a chicken drumstick in each hand, tearing it ferociously with her teeth that the boys paused for a moment and resumed after a deathly glare from her. 

I chuckled and continued eating, enjoying my personal entertainment.