Tragically Beautiful

twenty one

Demi; (pov)

I was rushing home from my mothers house, because I didn't want to be late for our reservations. I'm always late. Plus, I'm so fucking pregnant. 32 weeks, and I don't think I can take another second of it. I haven't been able to work out, and I haven't had sex in so long I don't even remember how I made this damn thing in the first place. My main priority was to just get home so I could get this already stressful day over with.

Wilmer; (pov)

I heard footsteps walking down the hall to our apartment, followed by the fumbling of keys. Shit she is going to see the surprise. I needed to think of something quick. I shut the living room lights off and turned off the music that was playing, and rushed to the door to greet her.

"Hey baby!" She said putting her purse down and waddling in. "Why were you standing in the dark?"

"Uh- I was just coming from out there.. Now go get ready! We have to be there in a half an hour!" I scooted her through the dark living room and into the bedroom where I allowed her to shut the door leaving me behind. That was close.

A few minutes later, she came out of the bedroom in a form fitting red dress, that hugged her curves beautifully. Now that her fans knew she was pregnant, she didn't have to hide it, which was great.

When the public first found out about our pregnancy, the negativity that we received was unbearable. We both left the internet for a while, and just got back into the swing of things on a more private note. All everyone would talk about was our age difference, and it didn't even seem to matter until I got her pregnant. But all that is in the past, and we are attempting to move on.

"Demi you look beautiful."

She blushed at my compliment. It made me feel good inside knowing that after almost 7 years, I can still make her blush.

"Thank you baby!" She shyly responded. "You don't look too bad yourself Valderrama."

I shot her a cocky smile, and held out a hooked arm, so she could lock hers with mine, and I could escort her out.

Tonight seemed to be off to a good start.

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Demi; (pov)

Wilmer was acting awfully suspicious today, but I'm going to let it slide, just this once. We pulled up to the restaurant, and after Wilmer helped me out of the car, valet parked it.

"Reservations for 2.. Valderrama?" Wilmer asked the host when we entered the restaurant.

The host smiled, and kindly guided us to our seats. Once we sat down at the table, I scanned my drink menu.

"Hmm.." I said outloud "What are you gonna get baby?"

Just as Wilmer was about to speak, we noticed a waiter making his way over to our table, carrying a tray with two wine glasses on it. In the center of the tray was a bottle of wine. That used to be my favorite wine.

"On the house." The waiter said right before walking away.

Wilmer and I sat in silence. Did they not see I was a enormously pregnant? I didn't know what to say. I try to allow Wilmer as much freedom as I can when it comes to alcohol, but maybe not today... On the day of my sobriety.

Without making this situation any more tense, I simply balanced myself up, grabbed the bottle of wine, and walked over to a couple that was sitting near us. We chatted for a minute before I gave them the wine. It wasn't as weird as it sounds, but I could feel Wilmer's eyes on me the entire time, and I could tell he could sense how uncomfortable I really was.

Once I sat back down at our table, the silence continued, only to be broken by the waiter ready to take our orders.

I spoke up to him; "I'll have a salad, with steak tips on it please. Oh and a side of rice pilaf."

I didn't even get a chance to look at the menu, so I had to order from memory.

"Could I also get a water with lemon? Thank you." I faced Wilmer and waited for him to place his order.

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Wilmer; (pov)

We chatted, and after a few minutes into conversation I decided to bring up our issues that we have had lately.

"Demi-" I began. "I get there has been some major tension between us, and I want you to know that everything is completely unnecessary, and anything you are feeling you can absolutely share with me. I want you to remember that I love you, and I would never do anything to hurt you, or our child."

Tears automatically filled her eyes. Whenever I see her cry, it makes me want to cry. She needed comforting, so I got up and pulled my chair over to her side of the table. I threw my arms around her and allowed her to let all her inner feelings out. I could tell by the way she dug her head into my shoulder as she sobbed, that she has been thinking about these things for awhile. I just hope she hasn't came to any conclusions on her own hands.

I held onto her for awhile, and we would whisper back and fourth. She explained all the thoughts that were floating around in her tiny head, and she exclaimed how much she missed me. I did the same, avoiding the secret baby shower I had planned, since it was in two days, and I thought maybe I could get away with one surprise.

She lifted her head off of my shoulder and looked me deep into the eyes. Three small words came out of her mouth. Three small words that made me not only happy, but warm inside.

"Let's go home."

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Hey! Sorry it's been awhile.. This is basically a 3 part chapter, so the next one will continue from here. Only 4 more chapters left for this story, so vote if you want me to start a new Dilmer fanfic! 100 votes and I will ;) I will be sure to have a better storyline.. This was my first fanfic so bare with me. I love you all so so much! Stay strong.