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I stood in front of the mirror, fixing random pieces of my hair while I studied my dress and how I just looked overall.
Timothée was finishing getting ready in our bathroom, he's taking forever of course.
I turned sideways and sighed loudly.
"Wow." I ran my hands over my bump.
Through the mirror, I saw Timothée walk out of the bathroom, putting on his watch.
"Ready babe?" he asked.
"I guess." I pouted.
He walked over to the mirror, standing behind me. "What's wrong?"
"I don't know," I sighed again "I didn't think that the next red carpet we'd walk together, I'd have this enormous bump in my way."
Yes, I'm exaggerating, my bump isn't enormous. I'm only six months along, and it's only going to get bigger form here.
Which I am not excited about.
He wrapped his arms around me, resting his hands on my bump as he pressed kisses on my cheeks, making me smile.
"Yet you still look beautiful."
"Thank you." I said turning to him, and planted a kiss on his lips.
He stood next to me now and looked at us both in the mirror.
"We look good." he said.
I laughed "We really do."
"Come on," he led me out of the bedroom "we can take some pictures before we get walk on the carpet."
"Okay." I nodded.
We got to the venue, quickly rushing into a room filled with other celebrities.
The both of us said hi, made small talk, and thanked them for congratulating us on the baby and giving thier well wishes.
Timothée and I went into a smaller room, almost secluded from the entire event. It was filled with tons of photographers.
There were some more celebrities in there, solo and coupled, getting their pictures taken too before getting on the carpet.
"You don't mind, do you?" he asked me.
"Mind what?"
"If I post something later?"
I raised my brows "You think it's time?"
He nodded. "I think so, but I'll only do it if you're okay with it. If not, I won't post."
"I think it's time too." I said and he gave me another kiss as joy spread across his face.
Timothée and I confirmed the pregnancy by posting our first ultrasound picture on our instagrams, but have kept mum about everything else since then.
No updates, gender reveal, or bump pictures.
As much as Timothée enjoys sharing things with fans and posting about his life, he decided to keep this one thing private.
So did I, why post so much about it when all people do it judge?
Keeping my pregnancy between us two, and our friends and family of course, made it extra special and almost sacred.
That's why I love it so much.
I already had enough hate from the second we announced the pregnancy, but now I think fans and people in general have accepted the fact that we're having this a baby either way.
Whether they like it a lot.
"Next!" a photographer yelled.
Timothée and I walked over to her and stood in front of the tan background.
The photographer snapped tons of pictures while making us do us different poses.
After about fifteen minutes of photo-taking, Timmy got her information and purchased all of the photos. We would get them sent to us later tonight.
We walked out of the little room and out to the entrance where the carpet began.
"Ready?" he asked, grabbing my hand again.
"Yeah." I smiled and we stepped onto the carpet.
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later that night...The carpet lasted a few hours and we finally headed home, completely exhausted.
We got home and I immediately slipped into one of Timmy's oversized t-shirts and shorts as he threw on some random pajamas.
I got into bed and he did too, with his laptop in his hands. "I got the pictures."
"Ooo," I smiled "let me see! let me see!"
He opened up the laptop and clicked a few things around, opening up a file filled with all of the pictures we took together.
"These are so good."
"Aww, I love this one." I pointed at the screen.
"Me too," he grinned "mind if I post that one?"
I shook my head, "Go ahead."
He saved it, sent it to his phone and posted it to his Instagram feed.
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