Kylan was 15, and heavily pregnant with his first baby. His boyfriend, Mark, 17, is gently rubbing his bulging belly. "How are you feeling today, love?"

Kylan took a deep breath in, shaking his head. "Not good", he whimpered, hiding his face in Mark's chest.

Mark frowned, kissing Kylan's soft, fluffy hair. "Still having pretty constant contractions?" Kylan nodded.

Kylan whimpered again as the baby kicked, burying his face deeper into Mark's chest.