••Save Me From The Nothing I've Become•• Narry AU PRIVATE!

Zayn smiled at his pregnant fiancée as Liam reached his arms out on a gesture of wanting Zayn to come over, rolling his golden brown eyes fondly. "Okay, babe," He hummed gently, walking over to the couch where the shorter of the two was laying on his back now. The model slipped up onto the couch next to Liam, just barely fitting his slimmer frame into the spot that the younger lad had left. But, that was okay because Liam needed more room for himself and his growing stomach. He cuddled up into Liam's side and rested his head on his fiancée's chest, listening to his heart beat like he always did when they layed like this. One of his arm slid around Liam's waist, pulling him as close as they could manage on the couch that suddenly seemed dwarfed with the couple on it, his other one going under Liam's shirt to rest on his baby bump that actually contained three babies that were growing and developing. Two boys and one little girl that Zayn had yet to feel move, although Liam had by this point. Soon enough though, Zayn would. In about anywhere from four to six weeks he'd feel the babies moving, and he couldn't wait. "I love you," He hummed softly to Liam, his voice softened with love for this still tiny man.

Zany cuddled into Liam since the pregnant lad was to big to lay on his side and spoon with the model, tucking his head under his fiancée's head. Normally, before the shorter of the two had gotten pregnant, cuddling meant spooning with Zayn acting as the big spoon, since he was the bigger of them, and Liam pressed back firmly against Zayn's chest, their limbs all tangled together in an effort to be as close as possible to one another. But now, since Liam was physically unable to, Zayn was really the only one doing the cuddling. Which was unusual, but he didn't necessarily mind. He was pressed up into the curves and dips of the brown eyed lad's body, Liam just laying on his back. Zayn smiled when he felt Liam rest his hand on top of his own, flipping his hand over so his palm was facing upward and entwining their fingers together. "What do you want me to sing to them?" He asked quietly, letting his eyes fall shut for a few moments. This was the easiest way to lull Zayn into a calm state. Of course, he'd have to wake up a bit more when he started singing so he didn't sound like he was slurring or mumbling or anything. But, he always loved to do this. It was nice.

"Alright, Love," Zayn hummed gently, pausing to think for a moment. There was many songs that he could sing right now that he knew by heart and had the vocal range for, but he didn't just want to start singing some random song that didn't fit to this moment or there situation in general. But then, he thought of the perfect song and smiled softly, gently rubbing at his fiancée's baby bump as he began singing. "I fell in love next to you, Burning fires in this room, It just fits, Light and smooth, Like my feet in my shoes, Little one, lie with me, Sew you heart to my sleeve, We'll stay quiet , Underneath shooting stars, If it helps you sleep, And hold me tight, Don't let me breathe, Feeling like, You won't believe," He paused, taking a breath after singing the first wrap before going on. "There's a firefly, Loose tonight, Better catch it, Before it burns this place down, And I lie, If I don't feel so right, But the world looks better, Through your eyes," The older of the two sang softly, his voice quiet and gentle. Those were just the first two verses of the song, an he was going to sing the rest to his fiancée and children that were developing within the shorter lad he was in love with.

Zayn smiled faintly, picking up on the next few verses as he nuzzled at Liam's neck affectionately. "Teach my skin, Those new tricks, Warm me up, With your lips, Heart to heart, Melt me down, It's too cold, In this town, Close your eyes, Lean on me, Face to mouth, Lips to cheek, Feeling numb, In my feet, You're the one, To help me, Get to sleep...And hold me tight, Don't let me breathe, Feeling like, You won't believe...There's a firefly, Loose tonight, Better catch it, Before it burns this place down, And I lie, If I don't feel so right, But the world looks better, Through your eyes...It's only been, One night of love, And maybe, That is not enough...Hold me tight, Don't let me breathe, Feeling like, You won't believe," He paused, taking in a quiet breath before singing the last three verses, "It's only been, One night of love, And maybe, That's not enough...Hold me tight, Don't let me breathe, Feeling like, You won't believe...There's a firefly loose tonight, Better catch it, Before it burns this place down, And I lie, If I don't feel so right, But the world looks better, Through your eyes..." He smiled softly as he finished, shifting so he could press a kiss to the spot where the crinkles by Liam's eyes would be if he were smiling big enough.

Zayn smiled in return as Liam did so, rubbing their noses gently together. "I love you too, Liam," He murmured gently, one hand still resting on the pregnant lad's swollen stomach. Zayn did have a nice voice, all of their friends did honestly, and just like Liam was thinking, they all sounded great together. The five of them, and then the other four in their circle of friends. They definitely had potential there, but none of them had an interest in that, which was sad, but it was the truth. They were all satisfied with their jobs because they were practically their dream jobs, and didn't want to just give them up. Why give something that was familiar and safe and loved for the unknown that might not even work out. Then where would the nine of them be? Certainly not where they wanted to be. And the two of them that didn't have his within their groups because they stayed at home with the kids, were happy with that or fixing it so that they were content with it. Niall was going to get a university degree and then maybe even a job when he accomplished that, but as far as everyone else knew, he was certainly not unhappy with his life. And neither was Zayn, Harry, Liam, Louis, Luke and so forth.

"You're probably right. And I'd bet you that eventually I won't have to let them win. They'll be able to beat me someday," Zayn hummed, pressing a kiss to the soft jut of Liam's jaw. He did however, laugh softly as his fiancée said about their dads. "Well, they have a right to claim that they're right, because they were," He added, brushing his fingers lightly over the pregnant lad's stomach. "I'm going to make a bet like our dads did right now, because I can pretty much guarantee you it'll happen. I'd bet that at least one of our kids will end up with one of Harry's and Niall's, at least for awhile," He finished with an amused grin, because yes, he could say with almost one hundred percent certainty that if their kids were spending so much time together, one of them would eventually develope feelings for the other. That was just how it went. "And then Harry will try to skin me alive," He finished, pressing his nose into the dip of the younger lad's shoulder where his neck met that area of skin. Harry was the most protective guy you'll meet, especially over his family...Niall and Annabelle, and all their future children. So, Zayn could only imagine what would happen if two of their kids got together.

Zayn rolled his eyes lovingly, resting their foreheads together. "I'm not sure about that one. Harry may want to skin me just for creating the child that has the potential to hurt his kid," He responded, his eyelashes brushing against his fiancée's cheek as he blinked with how close they were. "But, you're probably right about the Niall thing. He's such a push over for that boy, and I have no idea why. He would have anyone else's head if they so much as poked his dimples, but he'll literally sit there and let Niall play in his hair and lay all over him for hours at a time," The older lad continued, smiling lightly. "And speaking of family," Zayn added on, biting his lip as he cuddled into his fiancée, something he'd been thinking about for awhile about to be said. "I know that Harry and Niall didn't have a honey moon because of their kid, but since we're waiting a bit to get married, ours will be a bit older. Do you want one?" He asked quietly, his tone gentle. It didn't have to be a big long thing if Liam didn't want one, but Zayn always thought it'd be nice. By then their kids would be at least three, and he was sure that his own parents wouldn't mind watching their grand kids for a week or so.

Zayn smiled, rolling his eyes fondly at the proclamation that made his fiancée sound like an eight year old. '"No babe, of course you can't forget the sand castles. I was thinking somewhere hot too because I'd love to see your skin tan instead of milky...which is still beautiful, by the way, but there's a lot of other options than the Bahamas. There's the Caribbean, Cancun, Cozumel, Akumal, or even Tulum," He hummed. Most of those were all within Mexico, but they were all beautiful places. "I mean, we can go to the Bahamas too, I just wanted you to know that there's more options," He added with a soft smile, bumping their noses lightly together. "And since all these places are sunny and have beaches, I'm absolutely delighted to inform you that you will be accompanying me in crossing something off my bucket list. We will be going skinny dipping," He continued, grinning playfully at his future husband, even though he was being serious. He'd wanted to do something like that for awhile, and now that he was engaged and would be going somewhere warm that had beaches and the ocean near by, why not? It'd obviously be at night, but still. He'd love to do that with Liam, and like, could you only imagine?

Zayn grinned as Liam blushed, kissing both of his cheeks that now held an adorable rosy hue. "Good," He said happily. "As long as you don't mind that I'll practically be an old man. You'll have to help my saggy old ass walk down to the ocean," He joked playfully, although he was admittedly kind of scared of getting older. He was the same age as Harry, although the curly haired lad was a couple months older. Zayn was twenty four, and in three years he'd be twenty seven. Certainly not old, but definitely closer to thirty than twenty, and the model was not looking forward to being on the wrong side of twenty. However, age was once again pushed to the back of Zayn's mind at what Liam said next, a charmingly lopsided grin coming onto his face. "Really now, Li? Anything?" He hummed, looking at him with those amused golden brown eyes. "Expect me to hold that to you," He finished, winking teasingly at his fiancée. Zayn aways loved to do things like that, to tease Liam and put all types of ideas in his head to make the shorter man wonder and think until Zayn finally gave in. Not only was it interesting to see how Liam would react, but it was how you kept a relationship fun. By keeping the other on the edge sometimes.

Zany smiled, resting his head back on Liam's chest. "This is true. But, that's still one year more youthful your ass is than mine," He hummed playfully, nuzzling his nose against the column of his fiancée's neck. "Think of it this way. When I'm half a century old, you won't be. And that's all that matters," He added, meaning that when he was fifty, Liam wouldn't be, obviously, because Liam was a year younger than him. Which no, wasn't a big deal, but Zayn loved to tease Liam, in a loving way of course. Honestly, Zayn didn't know what he'd do if there was a four year age gap between them, almost five like Harry and Niall. However, the model smiled as the shorter lad continued on, rolling his eyes fondly right back. "Mm, thanks for that not so subtle compliment," He hummed, grinning up at his smaller fiancée. "To bad you're pregnant, or else you could take advantage of it. So sad, is it not?" He simpered, biting his lip to hide a smirk. He was of course referring to the fact that since Liam was pregnant, he couldn't top. Now, that wasn't to big an issue, seeing as Zayn topped almost all the time and they both liked it, but the occasional change was always nice to remind the other what their partner was working with and what they were missing out on. And hell, Liam was not small at all, he was in fact even bigger than Zayn now that he was up to a healthy weight, so why waste that?