Dylan O'Brien story: Please forgive me, I can't stop loving you! (FINISHED)

Part Twenty-Eight

Dylan looked at the clock. 11:30pm. He turned off the tv and gently moved. Managing to pick Marie up and carrying her into the bedroom laying her gently down in bed.
Dylan got himself ready for bed and laid down next to her putting the covers over them both. Marie moved to him and cuddled into him.
"Night Dylan". Marie said. In a low tired voice.
"Night sweetheart". Dylan said. Kissing her gently on top of her head.
"I love you". Marie said falling into a deep sleep.
"And I love you too". Dylan said. Falling a sleep him self.

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The next morning came around quickly. Marie woke up in his arms. Looking up at him she smiled.
"Morning sweetheart". Dylan said. Kissing her lips lightly.
"Morning handsome". Marie said. Kissing him back.
"Morning mummy". Mitch said. Climbing in with his parents. All laying there just cuddling each other.
Marie looking down at Mitch. She watched him laughing between them. She looked up at Dylan and just smiled.
"I'm hungry". Mitch said.
"Aren't you always". Marie said. Mitch jumping out of bed and on to the floor.
Dylan smiled he still couldn't get over Mitch being his.
They was both waiting still on the results of the DNA. Dylan hadn't heard a thing from his manager. He was pleased about that.
They both knew the results would be with them by Monday.
Marie got up leaving Dylan still in bed. She started making Mitch some breakfast. When a smell made her rush to the toilet. Throwing up she emptied her stomach.
"Daddy, mummy is being sick". Mitch said worried as he had never seen his mum throw up before let alone be poorly. Dylan got out of bed and rushed to the toilet. Marie was still being sick. He rubbed her back.
Once done she put the toilet seat down and sat on it.
"Mummy are you ok?" Mitch said. Cuddling her.
"I'm ok sweetie. Just a bug or something". Marie said.
"What happened?" Dylan said.
"I don't know. Was preparing Mitch's breakfast when a smell next minute I'm in here throwing up". Marie said. Getting her tooth brush and paste and brushing her teeth to get the taste of her mouth.
"I will get Mitch his breakfast. You take your time". Dylan said. Leaving the bathroom allowing her to take her time. She sat on the loo taking deep breaths.
Dylan finished making Mitch breakfast.
"Is mummy ok? I've never seen her be sick before, she doesn't seem to get sick". Mitch said. Dylan looked at his son.
"Mummy is ok sweetie". Dylan said. Mitch smiled and eat his breakfast.
Marie was still on the loo. She hadn't eaten anything to make her sick. She hadn't been anywhere to get sick.
The last time she was like this she was "oh man now". Marie said to herself. There is no way she could be. Surely not.
"I'm on the injection there is no possible way". Marie said. Load enough for Dylan to hear.
"No possible way what?" Dylan said coming back into the bathroom kneeling down in front of her.
"Marie please. No possible way what do you mean?" Dylan said.
"Pregnant. The last time I was like this. I was pregnant with Mitch. But I can't be. I'm on the injection". Marie said. Looking right at Dylan. His eyes was soft.
"Well maybe we should find out. You haven't been any where to get poorly. And well nothing is 100% safe right?" Dylan said.
"The injection is". Marie said. Looking at him.
"Look I will go and get some tests ok. The ones with the written word on. Then we will know for sure. And we can go from there". Dylan said. Marie nodded.
Dylan stood up and left. He got his keys and headed for the car. Marie could only sit there. She was in shock. There was no way. Surely not. Mitch came into the bathroom.
"Mummy, are you still feeling sick?" He asked.
"I'm ok sweetie. Don't worry". Marie said.
"Have you finished your breakfast?" Marie said.
"Yes. Where is daddy?" Mitch said.
"Ok let's brush your teeth. Daddy as popped out to get something he won't be too long". Marie said.
As she got Mitch's teeth brushed. Smiling at him. Mitch showed her his teeth.
Marie slowly got off the loo and walked into the living room.
She took out her phone and looked at when she had her injection and when it was due again. Her eyes widen when she saw it was due a month ago. With every thing that was going on she totally for got about when it was due. Thinking she was ok for a few more weeks. It wasn't done on purpose. Just a mistake of thinking what with Dylan. Coming back into her life. The DNA and lockdown it just slip her mind. She hoped Dylan would understand this. That's if she even was pregnant.