Only One- Demi Lovato and Wilmer Valderamma

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Demi 

        I felt Wilmer's hands spread over my baby belly, and I leaned into his chest, closing my eyes as he kissed my temple. 

"I love you." I whispered, "I can't believe how far we've come Wilmer. If you told me a year and a half ago that we'd be here, me pregnant and both of us in love like this again, I'd laugh in your face." 

Wilmer chuckled, "Well I would've never had any doubts. I've always wanted kids with you. This is a dream come true." 

I smiled up at him, "I know babe, sorry it took so long to realize that." 

He shook his head, "I don't care how long it took, I'm glad it happened now. I'm happy we're going to finally start our new chapter of our lives together." 

I nodded, "Me too Will." 

He leaned down to kiss me, and I immediately felt my heart rate speed up. Lately, my hormones had been all over the place, a mere breeze could make me want to drag Wilmer into the bedroom. He'd been working out a lot too, so when he fell asleep shirtless, I could barley control myself. 

        After a few seconds, Wilmer pulled away and smiled at me, letting out a laugh at my disappointed expression. 

"Baby." I whined, turning around in his arms, "You can't just do that to me without planning on following through." 

He kissed my forehead, "Fine, then I won't do that anymore." 

I pouted, "But I like when you do that." 

Wilmer chuckled and leaned in, kissing me again. I ran my fingers through his hair and pulled up his shirt a little bit. 

"Dems." He moaned, as I kissed his jawline and neck, nibbling a bit on where I knew his sweetspot was, "Demi we have a doctor's appointment. We can't." 

I pouted, "But I want to." My voice was whining and childish. 

"I want to, too." He assured me, "But we need to start getting ready." 

I closed my eyes, trying to coach my hormones into getting their shit together, "Fine, but when we get home..." I trailed off as my hand drifted towards his crotch. 

"Understood." Wilmer kissed my forehead and got off the bed, smiling as I sulked. He tossed me a pair of yoga pants and one of his big t-shirts, the only clothes I could really fit into because of my huge stomach, then a hoodie, helping me put them on, then going to the closet to get changed himself. 

"Babe." I looked to from my phone and groaned as Wilmer laughed loudly. He was standing, butt naked, flexing all of his muscles and smirking. 

"Fuck you Valderrama." 

His expression turned serious, "I know baby, you wish you could." 

~*~

        "So everything looks good." The OBGYN said, as he wiped my stomach free of the gel, "I know you guys declined to know the sex of the baby before, but it's standard procedure to ask, have you changed your minds?" 

I bit my lip and glanced up at Wilmer who mimicked my expression, "Actually, I think we have, the wait is killing me." 

The doctor chuckled, "Well alright. You two are having, a boy." 

I smiled a hugely at Wilmer, tears filling both of our eyes. "Baby." I breathed, and grabbed his hand. 

"I'll give you two a minute." The doctor left and the second the door closed Wilemr grabbed my face, kissing me passionately. 

"We're having a son." I whispered, tears falling down my cheeks as I stroked his face, "You're gonna be such a great daddy." 

Wilmer himself had tears threatening to fall as he kissed me again, "God I love you so much baby." He leaned his forehead against mine, "And I know you're going to be an amazing mother to him." 

I smiled, "This is unreal." 

He nodded, "I know. I'm so excited." 

I leaned up and kissed him, grabbing the back of his neck to hold him in place, "We really need to go home, now." I whispered, smirking up at him. "Can we please leave?" 

The doctor knocked, and walked in, giving us a couple pamphlets on baby boys, and we made our next appointment. Then, we got in the car, getting on the highway. 

"Can we pick up something to eat?" I asked, giving him puppy dog eyes, as if he would refuse me. 

"Of course nena." He chuckled, now used to my ever-changing needs, "I thought you were horny." 

I shook my head, "Food is the only thing that's above sex." 

He nodded and I watched him as he drove, biting my lip as his jawline flexed as he checked to see if he could change lanes. 

"Fuck." I groaned, leaning against the headrest, "Can you please drive faster?"

~*~

        I laid on my side later that night, watching Wilmer sleep with a soft smile on my face. He looked so peaceful when he was sleeping, one arm tucked under his head, with his heavy breathing automatically calming me down. I was nervous about having this baby, even though obviously thrilled. Children put a strain on relationships that Wilmer and I have never known. Yes we'd been through a lot together, but a baby brings frustration, and challenges that could potentially break us apart. I didn't know how strong our newfound relationship was, or how much it would take to destroy us.

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