Justin's POV

Zayn and I were currently packing, while our boys were still napping, our things so that we could head out later tonight to California.

I'm quiet excited to finally be going home. We've been gone for so long that it's going to be nice just being home and away from the hectic schedule of touring. Plus in just a few weeks we'll be welcoming our newest edition.

God. I'm so excited for that. I can't wait to hold our little baby in my arms. Although we still have so much to do. We have to buy more clothing and buy everything and anything that he or she could essentially need.

I decided to surprise Zayn with the nursery. I called one of our closest friends, who helped decorate our house, to have her help set up the nursery so when we arrive home it will be all set up for Zayn.

She has no idea that I am setting up the nursery so that it is all ready for when we arrive, and she won't have to stress about it.

Since we don't know the gender of the baby I've decided to let Olivia know to just create a room that would be appropriate for either gender, and so far she has been doing a phenomenal job at it. She's sent me pictures of her progress, and I'm sure Zayn will be absolutely enamored with the room.

I was taken out of my thought by the sound of Harry's cries. Both Zayn and I were about to make our way towards our bedroom when I stopped her, "I've got him babe. Why don't you sit down and relax."

"Thanks love. I'm going to make myself a cup of tea seeing as we're all done," she smiled before waddling to the kitchen in our suite.

I walked into our room and saw that Harry was sitting up with tears running down his chubby cheeks. "Aww baby, what's wrong?" I cooed as I walked towards him and picked him up bringing him towards my chest.

He didn't answer and instead just cuddled further into my chest. I made sure to grab his blanket and his dummy before making my way out of the room as to not wake up the other boys.

"Your all right baby boy. No more tears buddy, I've got you," I whispered while lightly bouncing him up and down. "Do you want your dummy?" I felt Harry nod against my shirt I nudged his dummy against his lips and he immediately began to bob it in his mouth seeking some comfort.

After a few more seconds all that was heard from Harry were a few sniffles here and there. "Now, why don't we go see what your mother is doing? Hmm."

He looked up at me and nodded his head quickly; always the eager one to see his mother.

"I can't wait until you're in my arms little one. I bet your going to be such a beautiful baby just like your brothers and your daddy," I could hear Zayn talking to her belly. I find it so cute when she does that.

I lifted my finger towards my mouth signaling Harry to keep quiet. He nodded in understanding.

"Your daddy thinks you're a little girl, but I think you're a boy. I can feel it. Either way we are both going to-" Zayn was cut off from her sentence when I wrapped my arm around her waist surprising her.

"Jesus, Justin you bloody scared me," she reprimanded while smacking my chest. I couldn't help but chuckle and tighten my hold on her while also pressing a kiss to the side of her temple, "I'm sorry Princess, I didn't mean to scare you," I said while pressing another kiss onto her temple.

She narrowed her eyes at me before moving her eyes towards our adorable two year old.

"What's with the sad face munchkin?" she cooed as she opened her arms for Harry. Harry of course being the mama's boy he is made grabby towards his mother seeking comfort from her.

I watched on as Harry just cuddled into his mother seeking her warmth. "Did you just want some cuddles from mummy babe?" I cooed. Harry nodded his head and dug his face in deeper into Zayn's neck.

Zayn just smiled down at Harry while she continued to rub soothing circles onto his back. I placed my hand on her lower back and guided her towards one of the couches.

Once we were all settled, I reached over for the remote and put some Peppa Pig on for Harry. Seeing as I had a few seconds to spare I decided to log onto my Twitter and interact with some fans.

@JustinBieber: Hello. It's me.

I thought it'd be funny to use Adele's line.

The response from the fans was immediate. My notifications were blowing up from hellos, to follow me's, to I love you's.

@JustinBieber: How's everyone doing?

@InsaneForBieber: @JustinBieber I'm doing great. How are Zayn and the boys? Any idea when baby #4 will back an appearance?

I love when the fans not only care about me, but also about my wife and kids.

@JustinBieber: @InsaneForBieber Zayn and the boys are doing great. No idea when baby will be arriving, but we think it will be soon. Zayn's close to her due date.

I scrolled through a few tweets until I found one I wanted to reply back to.

@AdeliaBHernandez: @JustinBiber Do you guys have any names for the baby picked out yet? I love you!!

@JustinBieber: @AdeliaBHernandez We do have a few names picked out. It's just a matter on waiting to see if we're blessed with a baby girl or a baby boy.

Zayn and I do have names picked out. We have decided on one girl name and one boy name. I'm really looking forward to having our baby with us.

"What are you doing babe?" I heard my wife ask. I looked away form my phone and in her direction.

"Just talking with some fans. They're just as excited for our baby to be born as we are," I said chuckling.

Zayn began to smile, "I can't wait until he or she is here with us," she said while placing a protective hand onto her belly.

I looked over at Harry and noticed that he was once again asleep. Zayn looked like she was on the verge of sleep herself too.

"Baby, why don't you go take a nap? You look exhausted," I suggested.

"Yeah, that actually sounds really nice right about now. Because Lord knows, I won't be able to get sleep once on the plane," she giggled.

I gently picked up a sleeping Harry from her arms and supported him with one arm while my other hand reached down to help Zayn stand.

"One thing I dislike about being pregnant is the fact that I can't get up on my own. I feel like such a burden with having to ask for help."

"Princess, don't say that. You have and never will be a burden. I love helping you," I reassured her by placing a kiss onto her temple. I felt her smile and lean more of her weight onto me.

"Come on babe, lets get you to bed," I whispered.

Once both Zayn and Harry were back in bed, I made my way over to Liam and Louis to make sure they were both okay and sleeping.

I decided to just kill sometime on my phone until everyone was up from his or her naps.

As I was scrolling through Twitter, I kept seeing that some fans were linking me an article of some sort, so I decided to check out what the hype was about.

It was an E! News article.

Pregnant Zayn Bieber Flaunts Her Glowing Baby Bump in Tiny Bikini- See the Pics!

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Zayn Biber is one pregnant bronze goddess.

The famous wife of Justin Bieber flaunted her growing baby bump while catching some rays poolside in Orlando yesterday, and once again proved that she's got this whole pregnancy style thing down pat while rocking a tiny black Babajaan bikini that accentuated her killer curves (and her bun in the oven, of course), shades and a large sun hat.

Zayn confirmed her fourth pregnancy back in January, which automatically got fans excited (both for the baby and to see her maternity wardrobe again).

PHOTOS: Zayn Bieber's Best Pregnancy Looks

Zayn and Justin are already parents to 7-year-old Louis, 3- year-old Liam and 2-year-old Harry.

After I finished reading the article I simply smiled. I love how much positive vibes Zayn and I were getting from her pregnancy. We have not received any negative comments in the media, a few from people on social media and people in the streets, which is great. Because I know how much those negative articles upset Zayn.

I was about to open up my Instagram when I sleep Louis called for me, "Daddy?"

I turned around and watched as my oldest baby made his way towards me and sat on my lap.

"Good morning buddy, how was your nap?" I cooed while I rubbed soothing circles onto his back.

"Good daddy. Where's mummy and Haz?" I questioned while looking around the room and not spotting either of the two.

"They're in your and Liam's room taking a nap, so we have to be quiet for a bit."

He nodded. "Daddy when are we going home? I miss my toys."

"We leave tonight Lou. So we should be back in California sometime tomorrow morning."

"Okay daddy. Daddy? When is the baby going to get here? I want to see him or her already so I can cuddle them and give them kisses," he said while pouting.

"Aww babe. Your baby brother or sister should be here in a few more weeks. Maybe they'll be born around Liam's birthday," I suggested.

"Daddy. What if Liam and the new baby share the same birthday? That would be so cool. Because becaseu then then we could have a big party for them! And have double the cake, candy, and presents! Oooo I hope the baby is born on Liam's birthday!" squealed a very excited seven-year old.

"Yeah buddy maybe. It is around the time your mummy will be due. So we'll just have to wait and see," I said while peppering him with kisses.

It would be pretty cool if Liam and the baby shared birthdays, but then again, I would want them all to have their individual birthdays so that they don't have to share their special day.

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Zayn's POV

We're finally on our way back to LA. We just boarded Justin's private plane. I don't mean to sound like a snob, but I'm so glad that we don't have to fly commercial.

Being heavily pregnant with three children is not very easy task to do. Having to worry about all three boys, making sure that they're all there, that we didn't forget anything, and not having to worry about the boys disturbing other passengers if they decide to be a bit loud.

So being able to fly in a private is very helpful. Again I'm sure I sound like a snob, but being eight and a half months pregnant and having to sit in those uncomfortable seats is no fun.

Anyways, because it is 11 at night eastern time, the boys are knocked out cold. Well almost all the boys. Liam is on the verge of falling back asleep. The screaming fans unfortunately woke my baby up.

"Love mumma," he whispered before finally closing his beautiful brown eyes.

"Love you too Liam, so so much," I whispered back before placing a soft kiss onto his forehead. I cuddled him a bit more, before whispering over to Justin if he could please take Liam and placing in the back with his sleeping brothers.

Justin of course nodded and gently pried our almost four-year old son into his arms and walked towards the back of the plane where a giant bed was placed for when we wanted to sleep.

After waiting for a few minutes, Justin made his way back towards me. He sat next to be and pressed me to his side while also pressing a kiss onto my temple.

"I love you Zayn," he whispered.

I placed my chin onto his chest so that I could look up at him. I slowly leaned in and he leaned down. Our lips touched in the sweetest of ways.

"And I love you Justin," I whispered so that only he could hear and leaned up for another kiss.

Justin smiled down at me, and carefully leaned over and took a hold of the soft grey blanket thrown over the seat we were seated on. He made sure to cover us both before he cuddled me closer to him.

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"Babe, Princess. Wake up. We just landed," I heard my husband whisper while gently shaking me awake.

I slowly fluttered my eyes open, only to be met by the beautiful sight of my husband.

"Good morning Princess. Have a good sleep?" he whispered while rubbing soothing circles on to my very big baby bump.

I smiled at the action. And nodded my head, "I did. Thank you for letting me sleep for a bit. Are the boys still sleeping?" I asked.

"Louis woke up about five minutes ago, but Liam and Harry are still knocked out. I'm hoping there won't be many fans out."

I hoped so too. I'd rather not have the boys being woken up by loud screams.

"So Robert and James are getting our luggage out to the car. Louis said he wanted to walk, so that just leaves us Harry and Liam. I'll carry Liam and you could push Harry out in the stroller. Sound good?"

I nodded. "Good morning mummy," whispered Louis while giving me a side hug. "Good morning baby. We're finally home. So that means you can be born now," he whispered.

Justin and I both cooed, "Good morning buddy. And the baby will be here soon. We just have to wait a few more weeks," I cooed.

He huffed not happy with my answer. "They baby is taking forever mummy. I want to meet them already, so we play with the baby. And give them kisses and cuddles."

"I know baby, and I'm sure they'd love nothing more than to be smothered in kisses and cuddles, but the baby needs to be in there a little longer," I said while pressing a kiss onto Louis cheek.

He huffed once more and placed another kiss onto my belly.

"Alright bug, I want you to go into the room and put your shoes on, but you have to be quite so you don't wake your brothers up."

He nodded and listed to my instructions.

Justin was about to open his mouth when Robert and James made an appearance.

"Mr. Bieber we're ready whenever you are."

"Great. Let us just grab the boys and we're ready. Could you please carry these two bags? It's the boys' things."

"Of course. The stroller is outside waiting for you by the way."

"Thank you James," I said.

I slipped on my black flats while also making sure we didn't leave anything behind.

"I'm ready mummy."

"Good job Lou. Let daddy and I get Harry and Liam and then we'll head home."

He nodded, "Alright love, lets get the boys." Justin nodded and we both made our way towards the back of the plane.

The boys looked so adorable. They were both snuggled into each other. "Awe babe, look how cute they look," cooed Justin. He quickly took out his phone and snapped about a million and one pictures of them.

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Justin's POV

Zayn, the boys and I were making our way towards the airport entrance to where our car would be waiting or us.

I currently had Liam perched onto my hip and was holding onto Louis' hand. Zayn was pushing a sleeping Harry in his stroller.

As we got closer and closer to the entrance I could hear the tale tell signs of fans and paparazzi. 

Zayn looked over at me nervously. She usually doesn't mind the fans so much, but now that she's pregnant it scares her that she could be pushed and shoved causing a possible fall and hurting the baby.

"James, could you please make sure no one, and I mean no one can get to Zayn and Harry? Please get her safely into the car. Robert, you'll help the boys and I into the car," I instructed and they both nodded.

"It'll be alright babe. James will help get you into the car safely okay?" She hesitantly nodded.

Security pushed the doors open and Zayn pushed along the stroller alongside of James. James was standing to her side trying to push some of the screaming fans and the paparazzi.

I could hear the ruthless things that the paparazzi were shouting at Zayn.

"Zayn! Zayn over here!"

"I hope that thing you call a baby doesn't make it! It'd better off dead than being born to someone like you!"

"How could Justin still be with you? He deserves someone better."

I wanted to go out there and beat the shit out of all these people. Why can't they ever be nice to her? She has done absolutely nothing wrong.

"Daddy I think mummy's crying," Louis' words instantly made try to get a better look at Zayn. I couldn't really tell because her back was facing me, but I wouldn't be surprised if she was crying. Those are some horrible things that no one should ever have to hear.

"Daddy I want to go with mummy and Haz."

"In a second Louis. We need to wait until your mother is in the car safely with Harry and then James will come back and help Robert get us to her," I explained.

I continued to watch as James was finally able to get Zayn and Harry into the car. Zayn was placed into the car first and then James handed over a now awake crying toddler.

James handed over the stroller to the driver and quickly made his way back into the airport.

"How is she?"

"She's...a bit shaken up. I think she might be crying," he informed me.

I nodded. I was angry. No I was furious.

"Mr. Bieber we need to get you and the boys into the car. More and more people are starting to arrive and it won't be safe for anyone," informed Robert.

I took a deep breath in and let it out trying to calm myself.

"Louis hold on to daddy's hand tight. Don't let go, and please try to catch up," I instructed.

I made sure that I had a tight hold on Liam and held on to Louis hand. Once I was sure both boys were secure within arms reach, I signaled to Robert that we were ready.

The door was once again pushed open. And if I thought things were crazy when Zayn stepped out, you can't imagine how crazy things went when I stepped out.

The yells from both the fans and the paparazzi grew three times as loud.

"Justin! I love you!"

"Justin can I please get a picture?!"

"How's it feel to be back at home Justin?"

I ignored everyone. I kept my head down glancing at Louis waving to some fans. Always the little charmer.

"Justin quite being such an asshole and pay attention to your fans!" I heard a fan shout.

I stopped for a bit and turned my attention towards her.

"I'm sorry I can't stop and take pictures. As you can tell I have both my children with me, who would very much like to get back to their mother," I answered back politely.

"Why should we have to suffer and not get a picture with you? After all we are the people who made you who you are," she argued back.

I smiled, "I know that. Trust me. I'm so freaking thankful that I am where I am now, and it's all because of my fans, but when I am with my family, they are the most important thing to me. I'm sorry you couldn't get a picture, but if we ever meet again, I would gladly take a picture with you."

And with that last thought I walked towards the black SUV. Robert and James made a barrier around the kids and I as we loaded both Liam and Louis into the car. Louis happily jumped to the back row and sat himself down.

"Baby, please put your seat belt on."

"KK daddy."

Liam was surprisingly still sound asleep. I handed Liam over to Robert so that I could get on. Once I was on, Robert handed me over the sleeping toddler. I placed Liam onto my lap.

"Alright Mr. Bieber. James and I will be right behind you in the other car. We'll see you shortly." I nodded.

"Please take us home," I asked our driver.

Hey guys! I finally updated after months of not writing. Baby Bieber is soon to make an appearance!! I want to give a huge THANK YOU to @WhenWeAreOne She made me the amazing manip that is up above (or to the side). I absolutely love it!! So please go send her some love!!