Y/N POV
*1 WEEK LATER*
I am currently getting dressed to go to the doctor to see if the baby is going to be a girl or a boy. I fished getting dressed and I went into the living room. I see James and I smile. I give him a kiss. James took my hand and we went outside into the car. The car ride to the hospital wasn't that long. We arrived at the hospital and we got out of the car, James took my hand again. We walked into the hospital. Soon, we got called and went in the room. I lay on the bed that's there and the doctor does the thing.
"Congratulations. It's a girl. That's her,"the doctor pointed to the screen of the baby inside of my stomach. I look at James and he looks at me. We both smile. We got out of the hospital soon and went home. When we got home, we cuddled on the couch.
"Wow. I'm gonna be a dad,"James smiled widely.
I look at him and I smile. James looks at me and connects his lips to mine. It turns out to be a make out session. I pull away from him but he pulls me in for more kisses. I giggle.
"Stop,"I laugh.
"But I want kisses,"he pouts.
I laugh and he kisses me again. It was different though. I felt like he actually loved me. We pull away and he looks into my eyes and I look into his.
"Think of any names yet?"he asked.
"I was thinking Emma. I love that name,"I smile.
"It's really is a beautiful name. What about a middle name?"he asked.
"I'm not so sure. Schmidt?"I laugh.
"I actually like it. Emma Schmidt Maslow. I like the found of it,"he smiled.
"I was joking. You're such an idiot,"I laugh.
"And I wasn't joking. I'm being serious. I love it. Kendall really is an inspiration so why not?"he smiled.
"Yeah I guess,"I smile.
"When would you like to have our wedding?"he asked
"Maybe in like 3 months,"I say.
"Alright,"he smiled.
"I'm just scared. It's gonna be so hard to plan the wedding. I want everything to be perfect,"I sigh.
"Don't worry sweetheart. I'll help you. It will be perfect,"he said and kissed my forehead.
I sigh and I rest my head on James' chest.
"Everything's gonna be ok,"he whispers.
"No it's not James. I've been told that so many times but it always gets worse. I'm just scared of being a mom. I'm gonna be a horrible mom. What if you leave me? What if we get divorced? Anything could happen. It only gets worse,"I say.
"Hey hey hey. Don't say that. Everything will be just fine. We're getting married and having a beautiful baby girl. You will be the best mom ever. I will never leave you. We will never get divorced. I love you and you love me. Babe you need to chill. You need to calm down. You're thinking too much. Think of the positive things that will happen. Like we're having a baby, getting married and we're spending the rest of our lives together. This is only the beginning. We will get through this together. I love you babe,"he says.
I put my arms around his neck and I cry on his shoulder. He rubs my back.
"James you're gonna leave me. You don't understand James. You don't love me. You don't know me. And you definitely don't want to spend your life with me. It always happens. You find someone you love and they just leave,"I say while also regretting it.
James sighs.
"Babe please just,"he said but I cut him off by running upstairs into the bedroom. I lay in bed and think why I just said that to him. I'm an idiot. I fell asleep for a little bit. A knock on the bedroom door woke me up.
"Baby can I come in,"James asks softly.
"Fine,"I say.
James opens the door and walks in the room. He sits on the end of the bed. I get up and I sit next to him.
"Listen. You need to calm down sweetheart. I do love you. I will never leave you. I understand that other guys may just date girls just for sex and attention but I really love you. I fell in love with you. Not your body or looks. I fell in love with the way you smile, tell me that you love me, the way you look at me and so many other things. I'm not one of those guys y/n. I'm just upset that you think I don't love you because I love you so so so so much. Don't ever say that I don't love you because I do,"he said a little bit angry.
"I'm sorry,"I say as I start to cry again. I cry on his shirt.
"Hey look at me,"he said.
I look at him.
"It's okay. I hate seeing you cry. It breaks my heart. I hate seeing you like this y/n. Please smile,"he said.
"There's nothing to smile about,"I say.
"Now now. Let's not be so negative. How about we make cupcakes? Because when I'm sad, cupcakes always make me feel better,"he smiled.
I look at him, trying not to laugh.
"Alright,"I smile.
"Yay! There's that smile,"he smiled.
I laugh and we go into the kitchen. I take out the ingredients and put them into a bowl. James wrapped his arms around me from behind.
"I love you beautiful,"he whispered in my ear.
"Stop,"I laugh and I push him off of me. He laughed. We put the cupcakes in the oven. We are waiting for them to be done right now. James walks over to me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I wrapped my arms around his neck. He smiled and kissed me.
"I love you,"James said.
"Why do you keep saying that?"I laugh.
"Because it's true. I love you,"he smiled.
"I love you too,"I smile and we kissed. It turned into a make out. The timer for the cupcakes went off and I pulled away from James.
"Oh my god why,"he said annoyed. I laugh. I took the cupcakes out of the oven and we're gonna ice them. We both grabbed a butter knife and started to ice the cupcakes. James put his hand into the jar of icing and grabbed some. He put it on my face. I look at him surprised.
"Really?"I ask.
"Yes,"he laughed
"Not funny,"I pout.
"It is funny,"he laughed.
"Fine. I see how it is,"I say and I grabbed some icing and put it on his face.
"Ok fine,"he laughed.
"It's going down Maslow,"I say.
Soon we finished our icing war and we started to ice the cupcakes with icing on our faces. I look at James and he had icing on his hair. I laugh. We finished icing our cupcakes and eat them. James grabbed a cupcake and smeared it across my face and got it in my hair. He started laughing so hard while I gave him the bitch face.
"Fuck you,"I say.
"Oh I bet you want to,"he laughed.
"Shut up,"I say. I grabbed a cupcake and smeared it on his face. I laugh.
"That's what you get,"I laugh.
"Thanks,"he says.
We finished our cupcake war and we both took showers. After that, we went to sleep. What a day.
