Say You Won't Let Go (Harringrove)

Chapter 5: I'm going to get fat and it's all your fault!

(Steve: 8 weeks)

Steve was at the toilet, retching, he hated pregnancy, he made it to eight weeks without having any signs that there was something wrong with the twins beside them making him sick every morning. They were growing and seemed healthy, while Steve, on the other hand, was throwing his guts up. "It's okay, let it out, let it out," Billy said, holding Steve's hair back.  "God, I wish this was over." 

"It will be soon." Steve glared at him. "Get out of this bathroom before I fucking kill you, Hargrove." The younger male didn't argue as he walked out of the bathroom, where Steve finished up.  He knew when to leave Steve alone when he got snippy, He didn't want to annoy the sick male, so, he did what he was told and left the older male alone. "God, I hate this." Steve said to himself, then yelled, "BILLY, GET YOUR ASS IN HERE AND HOLD MY HAIR BACK!"

"You just told me to leave!" Billy replied back, his pregnant lover snapped back, "GET IN HERE!"

"Oh, okay, Okay, I'm coming, I'm coming!"

"So, Is Christmas!"

~An Hour later~

"Wow," Steve replied, reading the book that the doctor gave him to look over, he sat down on the bed. "What?" Billy asked, looking over Steve's shoulder, and the older male began to talk. "Week Eight of Pregnancy's symptoms, A metallic taste in your mouth, sore breasts, or in my case, pecks, Morning sickness." Billy looked at him. "You don't say?" Billy said, smiling. "Bite me." Steve hissed, not feeling good.  "Stop being a sour puss." Steve rolled his eyes. "I can also have headaches, mood swings, new likes and dislikes for food or drink, a heightened sense of smell, A milky white discharge from your privates, light spotting, cramping, darkened skin on your face or brown patches, which is known as Chloasma faciei or the mask of pregnancy, thicker and shinier hair, bloating to the feeling of being bloated,"  Steve replied, making a face at the milky white discharge part. "Wow, That's a lot." The younger male blabbed, rubbing Steve's back. "Yeah, tell me about it, I only have a few of these, like that stupid metallic taste in my mouth, morning sickness, a heightened sense of smell, cramps, my pecks being really sore," The older male replied, looking at his boyfriend. "I'm going to be miserable during this week of pregnancy."  Billy looked at him.  "Aw, I'm sorry." He knew that he was the main reason why Steve had to go threw this all.  

"No, You don't have to be sorry, Billy." Steve informed, " I know it'll be worth it in the end." Billy nodded.  "Yeah," The younger male replied, "Well, Are we going to sit in bed all day?" He got up from the bed, Steve looked at him. "When I start getting more pains later into this pregnancy, I probably will be," Steve said.  The younger male laughed a little and Steve smacked him with a pillow. "I love you, Stevey."

"I love you, pain in my ass." Billy grabbed Steve from the back, where they fell onto the bed, where Billy started to kiss Steve all over. "Stop. Being. in. Such. A. Bad. Mood!" 

Steve laughed at his lover's behavior. "Hargrove, stop!" 

"Are you in a better mood?"

"Maybe." Steve replied, "I love the way you love me."

"I'm glad." 

~That Night~

"You ready for bed, Princess?" Steve came walking out of the bathroom, he looked like he was crying. "Steve, Oh my god, are you alright, what happened?" Steve wiped his eyes.   "Am I getting fatter?" He rubbed his small bump. Billy couldn't believe what came out of his lover's mouth, He always did think Steve was a very handsome man, he loved everything about the older male; His Dark chocolate colored eyes, his hair, Everyone loved Steve's hair, His perfect body, even when Steve start to show later into the pregnancy, he would still look as handsome as the day Billy and him got together. "No, it's just baby weight," Billy replied, not knowing that Steve would start to cry. "So, I am getting fatter!" Steve cried, Billy went to hug him, trying to stroke his hair.  "Don't touch me!"  Steve yelled, walking out of their bedroom, to their bathroom, Billy was right behind him. "Why are you staying with a fatass like me!" The older male cried, looking back at his lover, his eyes were bloodshot from crying so much. "You're not a fatass. You're eating for three." Billy said, trying to calm Steve down, without thinking, and said, "If anything the twins are the fatasses."  He left out a little chuckle, where Steve didn't think it was funny. "Wow, So, now, you're calling our twins fat?"  The older male snapped, poking Billy in the chest.  "I thought you loved our twins! Don't call them that! They can't control what they eat!" He slammed the door in Billy's face.  "what the fuck just happened?"Billy thought to himself. He knocks on the door and says, "Stevey, Come on, I didn't mean it like that, can you come out?" 

"Go away, Billy!" Steve snapped, he sounded like he was crying. Billy sighed then tried. "I'll let you eat the rest of the ice cream in the refrigerator." He heard the door open to Steve, looking at him with teary eyes. "You're the reason that I'm going to get fat." He says walking past Billy and walking down the stairs to the kitchen to get the ice cream. "Well, that's the way I like you," Billy said, knowing Steve couldn't hear him anyways. "Plus, The twins shall get what they want even at eleven in the night." He walked down the stairs, seeing Steve devouring the rest of the ice cream they had in the fridge. "I'm glad I made your night, Harrington."

"Oh, you didn't make only mine night," he rubbed his bump. 'You made our little ones happy."

Billy smiled at Steve. "God, I love you, Harrington."

"I know, You got me knocked up and we're having twins."  The younger male laughed at him. "That's the way you showed me how much you love me."  Billy walked over to him, running his fingers threw his hair. "I really hope our kids will have your hair."

"What's wrong with yours?"

"It looks terrible," Billy replied, looking at his partner. "I need a haircut."

"No, you don't." Steve informed, "Your hair is fine."

"Thank you, Stevey."

"Your welcome, Billy." They kissed. "Now, let's get our teeth brushed and get ready for bed."

"I like that idea."

"Me too."

The two boys went upstairs to their bedroom where they brushed their teeth and went straight to bed, where Steve hugged up next to Billy, falling asleep on him.  "I'm still getting used to this, and it's been three years." He whispered before he fell asleep with the man he loves in his arms.

Hello! 

Chapter five is done!!! I thought it was chapter 4 for the longest time, I haven't been able to think straight this whole week until I finally got on here and finally got chapter 5 done!  It's just been one of those weeks where it's been hell, I've been crying a lot, and doing a lotta other things, besides writing my books but I'm feeling better and Here I am finally finishing another chapter for this fanfiction! I hope you guys enjoyed it as much as I did writing it!!! I hopefully can get chapter 12 of High School started tonight (I doubt it) but I'll try to get it started for you guys!

Have a nice day/night/afternoon/evening!!!

~Amber Renee