i said you are all i need, yeah // k.s.

Chapter 14: One Plus One Equals Two

Hello everyone!! :) So, I go back to school on Thursday sadly, so my updates may become less frequent. ;/ Grrr I hate high school so much..Anywho, here is chappie 14, a chapter that you all have been waiting for!! :D I hope you all enjoy this chapter;I did.

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*Scarlet's POV*

"Scarlet, babe, it's time to get up," a familiar, sweet voice spoke into my ear.

I groaned, and rolled back over, not wanting to get up. "Keaton, I'm tired. Can I just get up later?" I'm so tired, and I need my beauty sleep. Why do I need to get up? It's not like I have anything-oh. I forgot that my doctor's appointment is today. Nooooo I don't want to go.

Keaton chuckled. "Nah, you gotta get up now. Your appoitment's at noon, and it's already almost ten."

I rolled back over so that I was facing him, and pulled him close to me and buried my face in the crook of his neck. "I don't want to go, Keats. I'm scared," I whispered into his body, but he still heard me.

He sighed, and pressed a quick kiss to my hair. "There's nothing to be scared about, Scar. Everything's gunna be fine. I'll be there with you the whole time."

I backed up slightly so that I could look into his deep blue orbs that I loved so much. "Promise?"

He smiled, kissing my nose;I giggled. "Promise."

I returned the smile. "I love you."

"I love you more," he replied with a toothy grin. Ha, sure he did. He thought.

"Whatever. Let's go eat some breakfast," I giggled, grabbing Keaton's hand and pulling him out of the room and downstairs towards the kitchen.

He laughed. "No morning sickness today?"

I shrugged, a small smile tugging at my lips. "I guess not. Today must be my lucky day."

He pecked my cheek, leading us into the kitchen. "I guess so."

When we entered the kitchen, Drew was already at the table, eating a bowl of Frosted Flakes with sugar sprinkled on top. "Wow, who knew that tough dudes could eat Frosted Flakes?" I smirked, and he just shook his head at me.

"Whatever, baby Scar," Drew grinned, rolling his eyes at me. Oh, that boy did not just roll his eyes at me. Doesn't he know to not mess with a pregnant girl? Sorry, I've got crazy mood swings, so, don't mind me.

"Did you just roll your eyes at me?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Maybe," he challenged with a small smile. I was about to reply, but he cut me off before I could speak. "Hey, do you want me to drop you two off at the hospital or walk? It's only four blocks away, if you don't mind walking."

"Uhm yeah, we can walk. I need to keep up with good exercising for the baby anyway," I said casually, plopping down onto the stool next to Drew while Keaton went in the cupboard to get us a bowl of cereal. "Wes still asleep?"

"Yeah. He didn't get much sleep last night cause his stitches were hurting. He probably didn't get to sleep until three," Drew answered, putting another spoonful of cereal in his mouth.

"Oh. I feel bad for him. I hope they don't hurt too much longer."

"Babe, do you want Fruit Loops or Frosted Flakes?" Keaton piped in from the counter behind us.