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"I think I have everything." Luke says to himself as he sets his backpack down on the coffee table before you. He starts rummaging through it like crazy, checking things off the checklist in his head. "Passport, phone, wallet, laptop, chargers-" You zone out the rest of his checklist as you stare blankly at the TV screen. It was off, but you weren't staring at it for entertainment. "Vanessa?" You barely hear from the meshing of thoughts in your head.
When are you going to tell him? How will you tell him? How will he react? Should you tell him before he leaves?
"Vanessa."
"Yeah." You quickly answer, looking up from the blank TV screen. Luke smiles down at you, before walking around the coffee table and sitting beside you. He begins to fumble with his lip ring using his teeth, like he does when he's nervous or sad.
"I know this is hard for you." He starts softly as he slowly takes your hand from your lap. "This is the first time I'm going on tour and leaving you for months on end." He says, not knowing what else to say. "You just have to remember that I'm not that far away and that-" Your eyes dart to the floor as you begin to take extremely deep breaths.
You had been fighting the sickness for the past five weeks now and it always got worse in stressful situations. You breathe in through your nose and exhale through your mouth, still staring blankly at the floor. "Vanessa, babe, are you okay?" After a few moments of more deep breaths the sickness leaves your presence and you nod your head, your free hand falling to your flat stomach.
"Luke, I have to tell you something."
You were nervous. Hell, you were beyond nervous; you've been a mess since you found out a month ago. You were mostly scared to tell Luke. You knew his career was getting bigger and bigger by the second and this would just be a set back, not only for him but also for his career. He was going to be constantly traveling, he couldn't settle down and do this.
"What is it?" He asks after you have time to collect your thoughts. Tears begin to well in your eyes in light of the happy news that you were going to share with him.
"Baby, do you remember that night after you got back from LA?" You ask, squeezing your hand into a fist and then releasing it. You repeat the motion again and again, a coping mechanism for you. "You know where we celebrated finishing the second album?" Luke thinks about it for a second and then a smile forms on his lips.
"Oh yeah, I remember." He says chuckling. "Why? Do you want to reenact it, because I've only got about twenty minutes before I have to-"
"No, no, no." You say grabbing ahold of both his hands.
"Then what is it?" You take one of Luke's hands and hold it close to your stomach.
"Please don't be mad." You plead quietly. He smiles and shakes his head.
"Why would I be mad, baby?"
"I'm pregnant." You spill right after Luke finished his question. He freezes in his spot, eyes going wide and jaw falling open.
"You're... uh..."
"You heard me." You state in a small voice. A couple tears drip from your eyes as you await his reaction, right now you really couldn't tell what was happening. "I'm two months pregnant." Luke's eyes, still wide, shoot down to your flat stomach and then back up at your face, then back to your stomach. He slides his hand out of yours and places his hands over his nose and mouth.
"Are you serious?" He asks in a muffled tone because of his hands. You nod your head, some more tears streaming down his cheeks.
"I was just worried to tell you because you wouldn't be here and I didn't want you to get mad at me. And I was just so confused on what I should do. This is the very first time that I haven't been able to handle something so calmly..." You ramble off, not knowing what to say and not wanting to sit in complete silence.
"Babe, stop." Luke says to you. When he pulls his hands from his face a couple seconds later you see a small smile on his lips and tears forming in his gorgeous icy blue eyes. "Oh my God!" He exclaims before one tear streams down his cheek. He grabs you in a firm hug, rocking you back and forth, causing the tears to just burst out of your own eyes.
"I was scared to tell you." You cry out against him. He pulls from the embrace and stares over at you, wiping the tears away with his thumbs.
"You shouldn't have been Vanessa. I love you so much and this just makes me love you ten times more." He says, taking one large hand and placing it on your stomach. "I'm gonna be here every step of the way." You wipe the excess tears from your face and bite down on your lip.
"But you'll be on tour."
"Baby, whether I'm lying next to you in bed or half way around the world on stage I'm always going to be there for you, no matter what. I'm a phone call away. You say the word and I'm home."
"Really?" Luke places his hands on your cheeks and smiles wildly before leaning in to kiss you.
"Of fucking course."
