~1 month later~

A month had passed already since Izzy told Louis that she loved him. It had almost become a real relationship except Liam was always hovering in the background. Izzy was nervously pacing the cave and had chewed her nails down to stubs. She was late and she didn't know if she should tell or just keep it to herself. Kelsea was acting suspicious, too, Izzy noticed. She walked over and took Kelsea by the hands, worried she was going to cry, "I'm late, Kelsea. Mother Nature didn't bitch slap me this month."

"Me, either. I'm kind of freaking out a bit, Iz."

"Maybe we should go tell Ellen and see what she thinks we should do. Ellen always has all the answers to life's more important questions."

Kelsea couldn't help but snicker at Izzy's skewed logic. They held hands and marched to the plane, hoping to find an answer. They knocked and the door opens to a smiling Ellen dancing to some catchy pop tune.

"Whatcha listening to?" Kelsea asked.

"You've never heard this?" Ellen looked at them in disbelief.

"Nope, can't say I have. Never listened to pop too much," Izzy explained.

"This is them," Ellen pointed to the guys. "It's called Na Na Na. I loved this so much. So, what brings you ladies to Ellen's aero-lounge?"

"We're late," Izzy said, keeping her eyes on the ground.

"Late? But you don't have anywhere to... Oooooh, that late," Ellen realized what they were saying. "Here, I have tests you can go take. Just pee on it and come back and tell me what they say. You can use the bathroom on board for privacy." The girls gave each other's hand a squeeze and climbed the stairs. They were almost to the top when Liam ran up behind them.

"Why are you girls boarding the plane? You didn't win any reward. Ellen, why are you treating them like they're special?" Ellen gave Liam a look that stopped his blabbering. Who knew you say 'shut the fuck up' with just your eyebrows. Izzy was going to practice that move on Harry and Niall when she got back to camp, Ellen had just become even more awesome in her eyes.

"They’re going to use the little girls’ room. Really, Payne. I thought you would be the last one on this island to deny a lady a simple luxury or would you rather see them pee in the woods? Are you an undercover pervert, Liam?"

Liam flushed and turned, about to walk away when a light bulb went off in his head and he realized what was happening. The tests. He ran to get Zayn, Zayn had to be here when they read the sticks.

"If you're going to grab Zayn, could you let Lou know too?" Izzy asked him.

"Oh, right, yes dear."

"Eww, don't talk to me like that."

He was about to open his mouth and speak but chose to keep his mouth closed. Now was not the time, all the women would run him off. He had to know the results.

Izzy and Kelsea each took a turn in the washroom, they were nervous as hell but kind of excited as well. They had both gotten to know Louis and Zayn quite well over the past month and had fallen for them quite hard. The prospect of carrying their children now, seemed much less scary considering how close they’d all become. As Kelsea finished washing her hands up in the washroom, she made her way back out to a pacing Izzy. “5 minutes,” Kelsea said nervously.

“Well, while we wait let’s enjoy a Starbucks coffee shall we?” Ellen offered, holding out two bottles. Izzy and Kelsea took them gratefully. After a month on the island they were really starting to miss the little things like coffee and a comfortable mattress.

“Hey Ellen, did Simon explain to you who would be delivering the babies, if we are pregnant?” Kelsea asked nervously.

“He did. He said as part of the challenge, the boys would have to do it.”

“What the fuck! No way in hell do I want their sticky fingers all up in my business!” Izzy shouted in a panic.

“Um, did he happen to mention what the boys would do if one of us ran into complications during the delivery?” Kelsea pressed.

Ellen shifted uncomfortably, and thought hard about Kelsea’s really good question. Simon hadn’t really specified and the more she thought about it, the more she wondered just how this whole arrangement was going to play out. If the girls were ‘with child’, he couldn’t possibly expect them to go all 9 months sleeping on shitty little air mattresses in a cave could he? Ellen thought back to when Portia was pregnant, she could barely get up from the sofa during the last couple months and he expects them to get up from an air mattress!?! And assuming everything went well during the pregnancies and the deliveries, what the hell were they supposed to do with the babies once they had them? They would need diapers and if the girls weren’t able to breastfeed they would need formula. Ellen was suddenly anxious. “N-No he didn’t Kelsea, but I’m sure he has a contingency plan. I’ll call him after we get our results and get the low down. I wouldn’t worry.” Ellen reassured them, but her voice sounded unconvincing to even her own ears.

“My time’s up,” Izzy said. She grabbed Kelsea’s hand and gave it a quick squeeze before going into the bathroom to retrieve her stick. When she came back out she had the stick in her hand. Kelsea couldn’t help but notice she was silent and a bit pale. “Positive,” Izzy whispered.

“It’ll be okay Izzy. You love Louis, and he seems to really love you too.” Kelsea said, wrapping her in a hug.

“Thanks Kels,” Izzy whispered hugging her back.

“You’re up Kelsea,” Ellen encouraged, looking at the timer. Kelsea took a deep breath in and went into the bathroom to retrieve her own stick. She came out much the same way Izzy had, staring at the stick in disbelief.

“Positive,” she gulped, before meeting Izzy’s gaze. What the hell were they going to do now?

Zayn, Liam and Louis sat on pins and needles outside of the plane. The girls had been in there for a long time. What if something was wrong? Liam couldn't take the wait anymore and attacked the plane door like Jacques attacked Harry's leg. Ellen lowered the door just a tad and stuck out her head, "Yes, Mr. Payne in the ass?"

"I was wondering, if they would be coming out soon?"

"They be out when them come out, calm your tatas."

"I will not calm my tatas. I want to know what's going on it there!" Liam jumped up and down having a temper tantrum. Ellen looked back at the girls with an imploring look and whispered an almost inaudible please, she wanted to tell him herself. Kelsea and Izzy nodded.

Ellen turned back to Liam and shook her finger at him, "Gee, Payne, we don't need 3 babies on this island," she quickly told him, letting the door close in his face. "Oh, if you had seen the look on his face as that door closed, where does Simon hide the cameras?"

"We never really looked before," Kelsea admitted.

"Well, shit. I'll have to find them. I want to watch his face over and over. Okay, onto more serious business. Now that we have positive results, I need to consult Simon and see where we go from here. I'll be right back. You two just relax."

Izzy didn't need to be told twice. She kicked up her feet and chugged that coffee like there was no tomorrow. Kelsea raised her eyebrows at Izzy, wondering if coffee was such a good idea now. "Why are you looking at me like I farted or something?" Izzy asked her.
"You say the damndest things, Iz. I was actually wondering about the coffee. Should we drink it now?"

"I will drink it as much as I want. No one on this damn island will stop my ass."
Kelsea was about to scold Izzy on the health affects it could inflict on the baby when they heard Ellen yell from her room, "So, they're just supposed to spend the full 9 months on air mattresses and deliver their babies on this dirty island?! Then what?! Wrap the kids in banana leaves?! Have you lost your mind?! Fine, bastard, you wait till I get my hands around your bloated, botox injected neck."

"If I didn't know better, I'd think Ellen was pissed at Simon," Izzy said listening to every word Ellen said.

"Gee, ya think?" Kelsea said, giving her a jab in the shoulder.

Ellen came back out and threw the phone on the sofa, "Okay ladies, fuck Simon and his idea for ratings, at night or anytime you need to rest, you come in here. Me plane es su plane senoritas."

Izzy and Kelsea smiled at each other, island life just got a hell of a lot easier. Now they just had to talk to the guys. Izzy did not want to deal with Liam in any way, shape or form.
Kelsea knew she needed to tell Zayn about the pregnancy herself and see how he really felt about it. She thought she would be okay but suddenly she was hit with a case of the nerves. What would he really think?

“Ladies, I think tonight calls for a bit of a celebration.” Ellen said, pushing the button to lower the plane doors. All 5 of the lads rushed the plane. “Gentleman, tonight my plane is yours. We will eat, drink, (juice for you ladies), relax and indulge in a warm, comfortable night sleep.”

“Erm, how are we all gonna do that when there are only 2 bedrooms? Of course, I don’t mind sharing at all,” Harry croons as he wiggles his eyebrows up and down. Izzy rolls her eyes and wraps her arms around Louis’s waist.

“Dream on dip shit!” she snaps.

“I know you want me Izzy. It’s just a matter of time. Pregnant ladies are notorious for the insatiable sex drives.” he answers. Just then ‘Jacques’, appears at the plane door and chitters angrily. Harry flushes and excuses himself.

“Where are you going mate?” Louis asks.

“I’ll be back. ‘Jacques’ just needs to borrow my, *ahem*, leg for a minute.”

“Eww, please make sure you change your pants before you come back on board the plane!” Ellen shouts after him. She shakes her head furiously as if trying to dislodge the mental picture from her brain. Then, with a sharp breath in, she flips down a control panel hidden inside the wall of the plane and pushes a button. The sofa slides back to reveal a set of descending stairs. “Follow me ladies and gentleman. Ellen is always prepared,” she giggles, disappearing inside the new hole in the plane floor. Everyone looks at each other and shrugs their shoulders before following behind her. “This is the lower living level. There are 3 more bedrooms down here, one has a set of bunk beds, and the other 2 have king size beds. There is also a 5 piece washroom on this level as well. I will let you sort out the sleeping arrangements. We will continue to play Simon’s little game during the day, but at night when the cameras are off, we will play our own little games.” she says with a small flourish, before heading back up the stairs.

“Well, that should make things more comfortable for you girls,” Louis says with a smile as he rests a hand on Izzy’s tummy. Izzy’s insides liquefy beneath his touch and she can’t help but blush.

Niall clears his throat, “Since Zayn and Kelsea have already slept in the upstairs bedroom, I think they should just keep that one,” he suggests.

“Izzy and I will take the one with the king size bed closest to the bathroom down here,” Louis says, giving Izzy’s hand a tug. She giggles and they disappear inside.

“That leaves us with the bunk beds and 1 king size bed. How do we decide?” Liam asks.
Niall is quick to say, “After what we just witnessed upstairs between Harry and ’Jacques’, I’m not sharing a room or a bed with Styles. So, I think you and I should share the bunks and give him the other King size bed, to enjoy by himself or not.” Niall reasons, with a mild shudder. Liam agrees quickly. Neither he nor Niall want to get in the way of Harry’s blossoming relationship with Jacques.

Zayn and Kelsea can’t help but laugh as he wraps her hand in his, and leads her back upstairs. They disappear into their newly acquired sleeping quarters. He really wants to talk to her privately and find out how she’s feeling about the exciting news.

After they’re safely tucked away, Zayn wraps his arms around Kelsea’s waist and pulls her towards him. They haven’t been with each other physically since the last time in the tub, and now that they know for sure that they have an extra special bond between them, he’s eager to be with her again. To show her just how much he truly does care for her.

“Are you okay?” he murmured, burying his nose in her hair and taking a deep breath in.

“Are you?” Kelsea asks worriedly.

“Couldn’t. Be. Better.” Zayn’s answered, staccato. “Can I show you?” he asked, in a low deep voice that makes Kelsea’s skin scorch with heat. Zayn disappeared into the bathroom, and Kelsea hears him turn the water on to start filling the tub. Then he returned and slowly, he begins to undress her. “This is what should of happened that night a month ago, and this is what I’ve dreamt about every night since,” he murmured against her lips.

Kelsea relaxed and enjoyed Zayn’s delightful process. For every bit of skin that he exposed, he allowed for a kiss. Her shoulders. Her arms. Her collar bone. Her breasts. His tongue flicked across her nipple. A long lick just above her bellybutton.

Then he moved down to her shorts that came down her thighs ever so slowly, planting kisses on both of her hips. Over her tight, sexy stomach. The soft skin of her inner thighs. The sensitive folds of her awaiting sex.

Kelsea’s fingers clenched in his hair as he tasted and teased and explored every inch of her body.

Gently taking her hand Zayn leads her into the bathroom, where Kelsea watched in silent adoration, as he added some bubble bath to the water. He shed his clothes quickly while Kelsea watched, her entire body alight with desire. He stepped in and then held out a hand to her in invitation. Kelsea followed him eagerly. He continued his exploration of kisses until the tub was almost full. His eyes were so heated that she knew instantly that this moment will be one she will not soon forget.

The thought makes her smile.

Zayn settled in the tub and then grasped her waist pulling her towards him, with an urgency that made Kelsea blush. The violent movement, sloshing water out of the tub carelessly. Zayn straddled Kelsea on his lap, facing him. Never breaking eye contact, he grasped her hips and shifted her upwards a little, only to bring her down again hard, settling her firmly and deeply on his throbbing member. Kelsea gasped in surprise, as she’s pleasantly stretched and filled. Zayn grins and begins a slow, steady rocking, the movement is designed to drive them both crazy. Again and again, the pleasure builds and the only noise is the sloshing of the water and the slick sounds of their bodies meeting. The sound alone is a turn-on. Zayn’s hands on her hips and his strong arms helped her to impale herself on his rock-hard member. They looked deep into each others eyes as they silently, quietly, exploded in each other’s arms.

Niall was hurting, his heart felt as if it had broken. He knew he had lost his bid for Kelsea's affections after hearing the sloshing water in the bathroom upstairs. He knew he agreed to let Zayn go for her, but dammit, it was still painful. He would never hurt Kelsea by trying to sabotage her relationship with the father of her baby, but Niall also knew that Zayn’s long-term relationship history wasn’t the greatest. Maybe if he just let Kelsea know he would always be there for her, she would know where to turn when Zayn eventually screwed up… and he would. Eventually. All he had to do was be patient… and wait.


~*~*~


"Did you see how he went to Jacques? I'm telling you, he loves it," Izzy told Louis as she fist pumped in victory.

"Honestly, I think he thinks you'll have that primate do something much worse than hump his leg."

Izzy put on her most innocent face and batted her eyelashes, "Why would he think something like that?"

"Because you, my dear, are possibly Satan's love child."

Izzy narrowed her eyes and placed her hands on her hips, "Is that so?"

"I'm afraid it is. Sorry."

Izzy jumped on Louis and began to tickle him, "Take it back, butt head or you shall suffer my wrath."

"Whatever, peasant. No one messes with the Sass Masta from Doncaster," Louis told her, gently pushing her against the wall and pinning her hands above her head.

Izzy smirked and nipped his chin, "You know, you're kind of sexy when you're all dominating like that. Grr, sexy bitch."

Lou buried his face in her neck, licking and kissing, "Oh, yeah? Do tell me more."

"What if I don't feel like talking anymore my sexy beast?"

Louis whispered in her ear then, "Do you know how bad I want you right now?"

"No, you may have to show me."

Louis sat back on his knees and pulled Izzy's shorts and panties down as she lifted her hips for him. He was just about to pull off his cargo shorts when the door opened and Ellen stuck her head in, "Cock Block! Hahaha, I just had to do that!"

Izzy covered her face as poor Lou tried to cover her naked lower half.

"Ellen, what the hell?", Louis yelled.

From behind Ellen, Liam popped his head out. He smirked at the couple on the bed, his mission had been accomplished. There was no way he was going to let Lou make love to Izzy again before he had it out with her.

Harry sat on the rock in his fresh pants. Jacques had made a mess of his other ones. He really hated Izzy right now. He was now a monkey's sex slave and if he didn't go along, that girl would just make it worse for him. There had to be some way to make her see, he wasn't a bad guy and could take much better care of her than Louis. He loved Louis like a brother but a girl like Izzy needed a man with balls. Someone who wasn't afraid to put her in her place. If she was going to have that baby, she needed to make some changes. Perhaps if he made Liam his Allie, they could take her from Louis. Now , he just needed a plan to get Liam to agree.

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