Child of Mine.

Sloane knew that she'd already had one too many drinks, but she just couldn't stop. It was always so much easier to get drunk it the comfort of a close friend's home instead of at the bar, so when her good friend, Liam, announced that he was having a party for just his closest friends, Sloane knew she was going to end up wasted. She had slept on Liam's couch many times before, so this wasn't going to be any different.

Everyone was strewn throughout the living room and the kitchen, chatting, drinking and some dancing away. It was already a good time, and Sloane threw back another drink as she walked from the kitchen to the living room, hoping to find Liam somewhere.

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Louis was incredibly nervous to get the interviews underway, especially considering he wasn't totally sold on the idea of a surrogate yet. Abigail insisted it was there best option, though, considering they had been married for two years and still weren't able to have a baby.

Even after fertility treatments that had cost thousands of dollars, Abigail still couldn't get pregnant, and it seemed as though her body was never going to be. Louis's sperm was still good though (they'd had the doctor check that too) and so were Abigail's eggs - it was just the issue of having a place to keep them, which was where the surrogate would come in.

They had gone through three interviews already with no luck, and only had two more scheduled. The first three girls seemed like they were only in it for the money, which was not what Abigail and Louis were looking for.

Ignoring her parents' incessant complaint that she was too young to place herself in this very circumstance, Ambrose Daley went ahead and made an application to Tomlinson family to become their surrogate. Her humanitarian nature outweighed any protest that her family dared to muster. She was especially touched by the Tomlinson's longing to have a child after many unsuccessful attempts and could not ignore it. So here she was waiting apprehensively for her interview with them; she was nervous no doubt but she just decided to be herself and give earnestness in all of her answers. She was the last of the applicants and after she watched each of the potentials walk out, the nervousness coursed through her body. Her name was called and she took a deep breath and walked in with a brave face. She greeted them with a cute, genuine smile that reflected her vivacious personality.

Liam Payne, the host of the party was deeply intoxicated with alcohol and overwhelmed with tranquility. This had been the first time he had been relaxed in a long time. His party had been a celebration for his separation with his former adulterous girlfriend, Kayla. He had fallen out of love with her for a while now but didn't know exactly how to tell her. But finding out that she was actually cheating on him, he was unusually elated that he was released from the trap of their monotonous relationship. He chuckled amusingly when he found his gorgeous best friend, Sloane on the dance floor dancing goofily, she was a little tipsy and so was Liam himself. He encased her in his slender arms from behind, earning a cute giggle from the beautiful girl. Liam watched as she swivelled her hips to face him, his hands still firm on her lissom waist. Her icy blue eyes gazed into Liam's chocolate eyes, causing his insides to ignite with abnormal passion, he would blame his excessive consumption of alcohol for his thoughtless actions tonight.

Sloane didn't have to turn around to know that it was Liam behind her. They had been friends for so long that she had memorized the smell of his cologne, and though they'd only touched a handful of times, she'd recognize his arms anywhere. She quickly turned around, smiling again when their eyes met.

"Liam, I was hoping I'd find you here," Sloane giggled, the alcohol in her body not making her see how ridiculous she sounded. It was his party, after all. "I missed you," she admitted, biting her lip gently as she looked at him. She might regret it in the morning, but in that moment, she only had eyes for Liam.

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Usually Abigail was the one to greet the girls, but this time she was frozen, so Louis cleared his throat before speaking up. "Ambrose Daley, yes?" Louis said as he reached into Abigail's bag and pulled out a manilla folder with the girl's name on it. He and Abigail had looked through that folder a thousand times before that moment, but he still made a show of opening it up and stacking the papers. "I'm Louis and this is my wife, Abigail."

Abigail finally spoke then and nodded her head at the girl. "It's nice to meet you, Ambrose."

Liam encased his gorgeous best friend in a full embrace, his face nuzzling her creamy, unblemished neck; his grip firm but gentle on her lissom waist. "I missed you too, love." His velvet voice spoke tenderly against her skin, earning a slight shiver from her. Liam found himself grinning victoriously at the effect he was having on her, the alcohol was to blame for his mischievousness. He gently grazes his teeth on her unblemished skin, making his mark on her. He replaced his teeth with his soft, rosy lips to offer comfort at slight sting of his bite, he enjoyed the soft moan that cascaded from her lips. He continued his assault while swaying his hips in unison with hers to the melody of the music. He really did miss her, he realised that he had spend most of his time with Kayla not having time for his best friend, Kayla was a waste of time and he was going to make up for the time he had lost with her. His lips ascended higher, peppering delicate, sloppy kisses up her neck. He listened intriguingly to the hitch of her breathing, the soft, quiet moans erupting from her throat, he loved it and didn't want it to stop. Once he reached the desired destination of her lips, his chocolate eyes met her icy blue ones once more, flickering from them to her lips and spoke with a deep, lustrous tone. "I'll make it up to you."

Ambrose smiled nervously, but with the warmness of Louis and Abigail's welcome, it began to ease slowly. "It's a pleasure to meet you too, I must say that I was very touched by your story and really wanted to help you achieve your dream of having a child. I never pass up an opportunity to help people, so this was an opportunity that I couldn't decline. I don't care for money, just as long as I know I helped you to fulfil your dream, then that's enough reward for me." She declared earnestly, every word was true, she didn't know where this confidence came from, but she supposed that it was just her being herself. Her natural humanitarian nature always prevailed and she hoped that her words would convince the Tomlinsons that she was a good enough candidate to help them fulfil their dream of having a child.

The feel of Liam's lips on her skin was like everything that Sloane had always needed, but known that she had wanted. If she knew that his lips were so magical, she might have pushed for this sooner, though that was unlikely considering she'd never have kissed him sober. It wasn't that he wasn't attractive, not in the slightest; it was that they were best friends, and best friends didn't kiss like they were kissing, especially when one of them had just gotten out of a bad relationship not that long ago.

"How will you do that?" Sloane asked breathlessly, looking back at Liam with her eyes hooded and heavy. His cheeks were rosy and his lips were heavy, making him look even more gorgeous than she remembered. Honestly, all she wanted was for those lips to be on her again.

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"That's great, Ambrose. Thank you," Abigail said softly as she reached over for Louis's hand. She squeezed it softly before continuing. "Louis, do you have anything?"

Louis cleared his throat before he stacked the papers once again, tapping them against the table. "Well, your medical history looks great," he said, looking over that paper once quickly, though he had seen it a dozen times. "We just have a few questions for you. Our plan is to have this closed once the baby is born, so will you be comfortable not seeing him or her again?During the pregnancy, will you be able to give us daily reports as to how you and the baby are doing? And, uh, do you want any children of your own?"

He and Abigail had used some questions off of the internet and a few they'd come up with themselves. They read lots of stories about surrogate mothers not wanting to break contact with the children, and it was important to both Abigail and Louis that their family be just the two of them and the baby.

Liam just grinned and tugged on Sloane's hand, leading her to his bedroom. Instead of declaring it verbally to her, he was going to show her exactly how he was going to make it up to her. Once they climbed up their stairs and stumbled into Liam's bedroom, Liam closed the door with his hand, while staring down at the beautiful girl, whose back landed on the door with a gentle thump. His impetuousness takes the better of him and he captures Sloane's rosy lips with his. Once their lips make that electrifying connection, a moan of satisfaction erupts from both of them. He deepens the kiss and his finger delicately traces her hairline, before settling in her hair. Liam feels as she holds onto him tightly, as their kiss intensifies and their lips move together in sloppy but perfect synchronisation. Liam commands her to jump so that he could elevate her legs around his slender waist, he grinds his hips against her hungrily, earning a slight purr from her lips as he carries her over to his bed. He loved the sound and did it once more as he kissed with fervent lustful longing. This was so out of character for Liam, he definitely wouldn't do this if he was sober, but right now the sounds that his best friend was making and the saccharine taste of her lips, he craved her even more.

Ambrose was ready to abide by the the Tomlinsons wishes, she was prepared to give them privacy when the baby was born. She was totally committed to bringing them happiness through the child that she was going to carry for the them. "Of course I'm comfortable with that, I'll let you get on with your lives peacefully. But would gifts be acceptable? Like birthdays and christmas? It's okay if it's not. And yes I would love to have my own someday, but when the time's right." She smiled, she wasn't at all fazed by the challenges ahead, she had acknowledged this all already, she was ready for this massive commitment, she needed to help the Tomlinsons, she felt obligated to.

Liam just grinned and tugged on Sloane's hand, leading her to his bedroom. Instead of declaring it verbally to her, he was going to show her exactly how he was going to make it up to her. Once they climbed up their stairs and stumbled into Liam's bedroom, Liam closed the door with his hand, while staring down at the beautiful girl, whose back landed on the door with a gentle thump. His impetuousness takes the better of him and he captures Sloane's rosy lips with his. Once their lips make that electrifying connection, a moan of satisfaction erupts from both of them. He deepens the kiss and his finger delicately traces her hairline, before settling in her hair. Liam feels as she holds onto him tightly, as their kiss intensifies and their lips move together in sloppy but perfect synchronisation. Liam commands her to jump so that he could elevate her legs around his slender waist, he grinds his hips against her hungrily, earning a slight purr from her lips as he carries her over to his bed. He loved the sound and did it once more as he kissed with fervent lustful longing. This was so out of character for Liam, he definitely wouldn't do this if he was sober, but right now the sounds that his best friend was making and the saccharine taste of her lips, he craved her even more.

Ambrose was ready to abide by the the Tomlinsons wishes, she was prepared to give them privacy when the baby was born. She was totally committed to bringing them happiness through the child that she was going to carry for the them. "Of course I'm comfortable with that, I'll let you get on with your lives peacefully. But would gifts be acceptable? Like birthdays and christmas? It's okay if it's not. And yes I would love to have my own someday, but when the time's right." She smiled, she wasn't at all fazed by the challenges ahead, she had acknowledged this all already, she was ready for this massive commitment, she needed to help the Tomlinsons, she felt obligated to.

There were no words to explain what Liam was doing to Grace's body, and she would have bet money that no one had made her feel that good before. The way his hips moved against her made it so she couldn't even think, which was very uncharacteristic of her since she usually knew exactly what she wanted. Liam's hips rutted against hers again, making her eyes flutter at the thought of what he could do to her with their clothes off. "Liam," she breathed out, her fingers twitching as she reached for the hem of his shirt. "Please." She paused, her breath hitching as he sucked against her neck. "Need more."

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"We want this as closed as possible," Abigail said, squeezing Louis's hand more tightly. She had wanted a family with Louis since before they got married, and Louis knew she wouldn't want to share that experience with anyone. He wondered if she'd even invite Ambrose to the baby shower that was sure to happen. He knew she still wasn't fond of the fact that she'd essentially be sharing her baby with someone else for the next 9 months, even though she was the one who had suggested it.

"If you wouldn't mind," Louis said, stopping Abigail from saying anything more that would scare this girl away. He knew that Abigail would never be happy with who they picked, but Ambrose was perfect and they needed her. "We'd like to make a doctor's appointment for next week, if you're interested. Just to run a few tests."

"That's perfectly fine, I'm good with that. Yes sure, is it gonna be your local one? What time would the appointment be?" Ambrose was some what a little disappointed that she couldn't even send gifts to the child when it was born, however she respected their decision, anyways it was in their rights, it was their child after all. She was only the carrier. She could tell that she was going to have to win over Abigail, who seemed a little apprehensive in her tone of voice. She was prepared to do this, she told herself. She took down the details of the doctor's that they would be visiting from Louis. She was elated that she was chosen, all she hoped was that everything ran smoothly for both the couple and herself.

Liam obliged Sloane's wish and began to pepper kisses down her unblemished skin. "You're so gorgeous." He murmured against her skin. His lips cascaded down to the valley between her breasts, his tongue caressing it back and forth, earning a loud moan from her and he felt as her body arched in pleasure, he grinned victoriously against her skin. He reached around and unclasped her bra, revealing her perfectly erected nubs. Liam took one hungrily in his mouth, while kneading the other coaxing her into complete rapture. He repeated this with other and then continued his journey exploring the undiscovered region that was her body. He sucked ferociously against her stomach, his palm spread across it for support. He listened contentedly at the sound of his name falling deliciously from her lips, it went right down south and he continued to mount his hips against her, to show her exactly what she was doing to him.

"Will Monday at 2 work for you?" Louis asked after taking a look at his calendar. Their doctor had given them a list of the various times he had open, and that was the one that worked the best with Louis's work day, which usually allowed for a small break around that time, even despite how busy and demanding his work was. If not, it might just have to be Abigail an Ambrose, and Louis couldn't really see that going as well for whatever reason. He was always a nice buffer for when it came to odd situations with Abigail. "The office is just outside the city. Not more than 10 minutes away from here."

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Sloane was melting under Liam's mouth, completely unable to control herself as she pulled at the back of his shirt, possibly stretching it to the point that he wouldn't be able to wear it anymore. Bad luck, since he always looked so handsome in that shirt.

She didn't know what she had done so right to deserve something as perfect as this moment, but she didn't want it to end, though at the same time she wanted him to hurry along because she wasn't sure how long she could stand not to have him inside her.

"Liam," she breathed out, completely breaking down for him. "More please. Still more." She paused as he sucked against her harder. "I need you."

She reached down and touched him through his jeans for the first time, causing her back to arch and him to moan. She didn't know which one of them this was affecting more, but Liam seemed to be handling it much better than her. "Please, Liam."

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