It was strange to think that what you had always dreamt of as a little girl was coming true.

You were engaged to, and therefore going to marry, a guy who you loved pretty much more than anything, and you were going to be a Mum.

Granted, you never thought that it would happen as it had however you still wouldn't change any of it.

Dan was an amazing guy – he was a bloody great friend, but an even better boyfriend and such a lovely fiancé as well as going to be the best father to your child.

It was a very exciting prospect, to be getting married but also having a child.

The wedding was set to be after you had given birth, for two reasons, the first being you wanted your child to be there and the second was that you weren't exactly fond of the idea of looking like you were carrying a watermelon under your wedding dress.

You were just over six months pregnant, and your pregnancy had left you tired basically all of the time.

If you weren't sleeping then you were wanting to sleep, or loving the idea of being able to climb into bed to have a nap.

You had managed to fall asleep whilst being curled up in Dan's lap as he edited a video, he was a rather comfortable pillow when he wanted to be.

"Love, wake up" you heard Dan's voice in your ear.

You shook your head, trying to curl further into his warm chest, "Shhh" you told him sleepily.

He rubbed your stomach softly "Come on Love" he prompted.

You opened your eyes, giving him a pointed glare, "I'm tired, so don't make me angry" you warned him.

He chuckled with a smile on his face "I'm not trying to Love" he said in his defence.

"Then let me sleep" you started, preparing to curl back up.

Dan wasn't going to be so kind as to let you "I will once we go to bed" he commented "Frankly my legs have gone dead and I doubt this is comfortable for you" he explained.

You shrugged "You're cuddly" you told him, still being half asleep.

He laughed again "Thanks for the compliment Love, but we're getting you to bed" he commented.

Your fiancé stood up, holding you bridal style whilst you wrapped your arms around his neck, and walked you to your shared bedroom – luckily you were still living in an apartment so there were no stairs to climb.

He placed you on the bed, as you were already in your pyjamas, and then stripped off his shirt so he was still in his flannel pyjama bottoms.

When he got under the covers next to you, within minutes his arms were wrapped around your waist and you were pulled back into him.

His hands were resting on your baby bump, rubbing small, soothing circles.

"This is your fault y'know" you spoke up, breaking the comfortable silence of your bedroom.

Dan pressed a kiss to the back of your head "What is Love?" he questioned with confusion laced in his voice.

You moved your hands to intertwine with Dan's, keeping them on your bump, "Me being tired all the time. You caused this" you explained.

Your words caused him to laugh, his thumb rubbing over your engagement ring briefly, "Technically it was the both of us" he reminded you and you could almost hear the smirk in his voice.

"I told you not to make me angry" you couldn't hide the smile on your face as you spoke.

Dan laughed into your hair "I'm just saying" he defended himself "And besides, our little one will grace us with their presence soon enough – meaning both of us will be tired constantly for the next eighteen years"

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Written by Hannah.