COVER MADE BY @frecklsluv
I never fell out of love, I fell so hard I couldn't get out.
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Aspen Michaels, newfound model for Scar Serenity's, is making her mark on the shiny streets of LA. She was living perfectly with her be...
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"Hey, I have a question." Aspen said as I came into our room with some McDonalds.
"What's up?" I answered, putting the bag in her lap and our drinks on the nightstand before taking off my jacket and shoes.
"When do you think we should announce my pregnancy?" She asked, mouth full of fries while I took off my shirt as well.
"I've been waiting on you, angel." I shrugged, getting in the bed beside her as I reached into the bag.
Two months have gone by and Aspen is now 17 weeks pregnant. We have an ultrasound to go to tomorrow and we're both really excited. I don't know why but I love going to all of her ultrasounds.
We were house hunting for a few weeks until we found the perfect house for us and our baby and there's even room for if we want another one.
We had moved in last week when both just got done signing all the papers, putting a down payment on the house, and removing Aspen's name off the lease with Vita.
I think her and Luka were about to move in together but they weren't saying anything.
Everyone came over to help us move in. Well, us guys moved in while Aspen, Rosa, and Vita just talked about whatever. To be honest, I wasn't letting Aspen help anyways and she was getting bored.
"So, when do you think we should do it? Because I want to but don't know how." She said, bringing me out of my thoughts.
"Why don't we do it tomorrow when we get our ultrasound pictures?" I suggested and she nodded, reaching for her sprite that I got her.
I turned on the TV as we both ate the food that I brought. I turned on this show we had been watching lately before finally getting comfortable.
I had to go to a press conference earlier and that was as annoying as they always are. I left there and went to go get Aspen some food because she kept texting me food emojis and nothing else.
"D." She suddenly mumbled, catching my attention as I stopped eating.
"Hm, angel?"
"I want some marshmallows and hot sauce." She whispered, looking up at me with a grin as my face turned into a look of disgust.
"Are you sure? Like positive? A thousand and ten percent sure?" I asked, hoping she was just fucking with me.
"Yes, baby. I'm really craving it right now." She said, making my eyes drift down to her stomach.
"Oh, look we're matching." I announced, hoping to change the topic and she would forget.
She looked down at both of our outfits, smiling and shaking her head. I was wearing sweatpants and she was wearing a matching pair with a sports bra on. She told me how she doesn't like wearing shirts at home because they feel tight on her belly.
