OH MY GOD YOU GUYS IN SCHOOL WERE DOING THIS PARCC TESTING AND I KEEP MISSING OUT ON STUDY HALL (YAY) xD @irwinemo
Flash forward~a few months later
"You're so beautiful," Dawson says.
"I'm fat!"
"Well you're pregnant. That's supposed to happen. You're still beautiful." I blush, his sweet nothings always making me blush.
He kisses me, his soft lips against mine giving me the best feeling ever. His hands on my waist, mine on his neck, I have the best husband ever. His hands move to my wide load of a stomach, pulling my shirt up, breaking the kiss to kiss my stomach.
He now moves back up to my face, kissing me once again. He kisses down, stopping at my sensitive spot. He nibbles on it.
He kisses back up, kissing me AGAIN. I tug on his lip, causing him to moan. "Y-you little f-fucking t-tease!" While I have the chance, I slip my tongue into his mouth. I roam his mouth, covering every inch.
I pull away, saying "Hey babe??"
"Yeah?"
"I'm hungry."
"What do you want?"
"Food."
"Naw shit. What kind of food?"
"If its not too much, I would really like some mashed potatoes with some shredded chicken in gravy?"
"Okay. I think we have everything already. I'll go check. Wanna come with me?"
"Yeah sure. Umm... Can you help me up?" He chuckles. He hold out his hand, which I take, and pulls me up. He takes me by the hand, walking to the kitchen. His thumb does circles over my skin. He picks me up and sits me on the counter. "Aren't I heavy?"
"Not really. You've always been light."
"Oh." Why my husband is so perfect, I don't know. My hands travel to his chest, kissing him. I push him closer, pushing him as close as I can until he hits the counter. "Okay, baby. You can cook now."
He pulls away, now searching through the cupboards to find what we need: chicken, gravy, and mashed potatoes. He gets all of it out, along with a few pans. He puts the stuff into the pans and turns on the burners. I give him a peck on the lips as he continues working.
Dinner is now ready and Dawson now kisses me. He brings the plates out and I get up to make my plate. I get a LOT, considering I'm pregnant (duh) and I'm pregnant(A/N that means I'm hungry a lot and the child needs food).
"Paige!"
"What!?"
"You got more than I did!"
"Who do you think I am!? You should know this by now. I'm. Always. Hungry."
"I know that but I usually get more than you and I eat a lot."
"Yeah, sure, fine, whatever. Can you get me something to drink?"
"What do you want?"
"What do we have?"
"Chocolate milk, Mountain Dew, Dr.Pepper, Pepsi, and that's pretty-" I cut him off.
"Chocolate milk. Big glass."
"Yes ma'am!" We both laugh. "Now where do you want to eat? The living room or in here?"
"Living room." We walk to the living room, sitting down. I chug my chocolate milk down, still thirsty. "Can you get me some more please?"
"I guess..."
While he's in the kitchen, I yell, "Dawson! Look!" He turns the corner to look at me, a confused look on his face.
"What?"
"I can balance my plate on my stomach!" I giggle, he silently laughs his head off.
"Kiss me, you oblivious beautiful woman." (A/N omg that was really weird...) I kiss him, hard and sudden. "Don't...fucking...change..."
"I won't. Never." He smiles. My fingers run through his hair, his arms around my waist. "Don't you ever change, either."
"I won't. I promise."
"I'm cold. Can you get me a blanket or a sweater?"
"Sure." He goes in our bedroom and gets a sweater.
He hands it to me and I say, "Thank you babe."
A few hours later, its now around 10:00. I say, "Can we go to sleep? I'm really tired."
"Okay. Sure." He helps me up, taking my hand into his, our fingers intertwining. We walk to the bedroom, as silent as we could be. He takes off my sweater and shirt and pants, leaving me in my bra and underwear. He pulls one of his sweatshirts out and putting it on me.
He gives up his clothes for me...
He now hands me some stretch pants, sliding them on me. He smiles his beautiful smile, giving me a perfect feeling. How do I fit in this sweatshirt...?... He lays me down on the bed, laying next to me.
"Do you know how much I love you?" I ask.
"How much?"
"How many stars are in the sky?"
"I don't know. They're infinite."
"Just like my love for you."
He cuddles up next to me, his scent filling my nose. I sigh in pleasure. He kisses me, I make it deeper. I bite his lip, I include the tongue.
I stop, the tired feeling taking me over. His hands are now on my bum, mine around his waist. "Goodnight, beauty."
"Goodni-" I fall asleep mid-sentance.
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Hey, dude. I'm sorry this chapter was short. I have a little secret about the next chapter. Comment it you want to know it. COMMENT AND VOTE!!!!!!!!!!
