"Lady and Gent, the main even has arrived!" Whitney chuckles as she hold out the dress (covered by a trash bag so Christian can't see it) to me. God, I can't wait to put it on; it makes me feel so magical.
"So if I take just a little peek—"
"Christian!" I say as I slap his arm. "No way!"
"Find, fine. You two can go do whatever it is girls do before a wedding. Lucky and I will be watching Netflix in the bedroom."
"I can't believe my baby's getting married!" Whitney squeals. "I am so excited for you two."
"Sometimes I think that we're too young," I admit. "I'm only 20; Christian's 21."
"So you're saying you don't want to get married?"
"No! No. Of course I want to get married. I love Christian so much. I just haven't been feeling well lately, and I wonder if I'm getting in my head."
"You should go lay down, honey. You look a little green."
"I-I'm fine," I tell her as I feel myself wobble and fall into Whitney's arms.
"Christian! Christian!" she calls as I hear him come into the room and immediately grab onto my waist, holding me up. He carries me bridal style into our room and flops me onto the bed as I hear Whitney slip out the door.
"Hey, hey, hey, you alright?" he whispers against my neck as he placed his hand against my cheek.
"Yeah, I'm sorry. I don't know what happened; maybe I just need some water." He immediately climbs out of bed and grabs a glass of water before holding it to my lips.
"You good?"
"I'm great," I giggle. "Never better."
"You've never fainted before, Lonnie."
"I know, I don't know how it happened. But I'm better now."
"Good," he whispers before he gives me a long, lingering kiss making my entire body tingle. As soon as he pulls away I close the gap again and he molds his body to mine. "I really, really love you, Lonnie, and I can't wait to get married."
"I can't wait either," I whisper before my stomach churns.
That night I cant stop puking in the toilet. Christian holds back my hair every single time, and Lucky just sits next to me on the bathroom floor while I wait to puke again. God, food poisoning is not fun.
...
Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.
Oh.
My.
God.
"Christian?" I call from the bathroom the next morning. I hear him stir but not get up so I go to greet him. "Christian!" I whisper-shut at him as I fluff his hair to wake him up.
"What?" he groans.
"Wake up! Its important!"
He gets up and stretches his arms out as I sit on his lap. "Look," I whisper, looking down at my hands.
His eyes follow mine as I see his mouth drop. "No freaking way."
"Way."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm positive."
"You're pregnant?" he chuckles.
"Yeah, I am."
He doesn't look disappointed, just shocked. I mean, that's fair. I too am so out of sorts.
"But-but how did this happen?"
"Well, when two people really love each other—" I start, and he laughs.
"No, I mean I just don't understand. You're on birth control and we use protection and—"
"Which is 99% effective."
"That's basically 100%."
"Have you never seen Friends?"
"You made me watch it a few months ago, of course I've seen Friends."
"I can't believe it."
"You're pregnant. Dear god you're pregnant!" he gasps as he hugs me tightly. "Oh, sorry baby. I didn't mean to squeeze that hard," he says as he rubs his thumb across my belly.
"Are you excited?" I whisper to him as he cuddles with me on the bed. We're silent for a few minutes as he plays with my hair before I hear him start humming a song. Our song.
Cause I'm in a field of dandelions,
Wishing on everyone that you'll be mine, mine.
"You're mine," I whisper into his ear before he kisses me.
"I'm yours."
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Her Greatest Treasure II
Romance*sequel to Her Greatest Treasure* it's 2 years later and avalon and christian are as strong as ever, living a peaceful life after the wild events that occurred two years earlier. that is, until they decide to get married... and christian's sister sh...
