Chapter 2

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Ryan's POV

Abi slept for most of the flight to Paris, I hadn't said anything to the others, but all the problems she was having with Nick's Mom had stopped her from sleeping at night. It was the first time I had seen her resting properly in weeks.

She had her head resting gently against my chest, I could feel her warm breath through my shirt. I was drifting off to sleep when I heard the pilot announce were approaching Paris Airport. Abi's head flicked up and she looked at me with her sleepy eyes "Hey sleeping beauty" I tease as I move my arm from around her, so she can sit up properly.

"Did you get any sleep?" She stretched and moved round so she could fasten her lap belt.

"Yeah a little" I replied I had managed to get a few hours "So hopefully we should have an escort waiting for us at the airport" I frowned as I looked out of the window.

"What like last time?" Abigail laughed, a grin crept across my face as I remembered the last french escort we had. Her name was Evelyn and she was pretty useless, we couldn't find our hotel and our luggage ended up getting lost for 3 days.

"God I hope not" I replied as I remember how disgusting it was having to wear the same clothes for 3 days because we were simply too busy to go out and buy some more. I briefly remember Abi making a joke about doing our concerts naked.

"If I remember right, Zach had an admirer all the time we were in Paris" Abi chuckles, I watch her scrape her hair back into a bobble. She must have caught me out of the corner of her eye, because she turned to face with a smile on her face "Something you want?"

"Not here" I exhale as I think about getting her back to our hotel room. I watch as she bites her lip, even after 3 years of being with her. Seeing her biting her lip still does things to me you could not possibly imagine "If this plane wasn't about to land, I swear to god I would take you in..."

Suddenly the plane jolted and dropped, I felt Abi grab my shirt "SHIT" she cried. She desperately searched for my hand as the plane continued to jolt up and down. I reached for her hand quickly and linked my fingers inside hers tightly.

"Apologies for the sudden jolt and drop, it seems we have run into some turbulence" the pilot gets on the speakers and states the obvious.

"No Shit" I hear Zach moan behind us "You guys ok?" He asks us through the gap in our seats. Abi turns to look at him and nods gently.

"Mmm" she manages, her grip on my hand is starting to cut off my circulation. The turbulence gets worse and we drop again.

I can hear screaming coming from the back of the plane and people are starting to be violently ill "You ok baby?" I ask as I look at the now very pale woman sitting next to me, Abi is almost grey in colour. She nods at me, I can feel her other hand grab my arm just above my hand that is holding hers.

After about 20 minutes we finally move out of the turbulence, Abi's breathing has returned to normal now and her grip on my hand and arm has loosened, I move my other hand and brush the back of my fingers across her cheek "You ok Baby?" I ask, she looks at me and smiles. Her face is now flesh colour again.

"Yeah I am now" she exhales "Are you?" I nod still completely freaking out at what has just happened, I look around at the rest of the guys and can see the relief on their eyes.

X-x-x

I woke up in bed next to Abi, she was awake and reading her emails. We had gone out for dinner with the rest of the band last night and then just headed straight back to the room. We had the intention of going to sleep early but our bodies had other ideas. It was around 2am when we finally drifted off to sleep.

"What time is it?" I groan as I look at the clock. It's reads 9.32am, I didn't have to meet the rest of the guys until 1pm so I had the morning to spend with Abi "What you doing?" I asked as I sat up and looked at her laptop.

"Just replying to some emails" she smiles before looking at me "But they can wait" she bites her lip, puts the laptop on the beside table and moves across and straddles my lap. I put my hands on her thighs as I watch her lift off the shirt she had borrowed from me, revealing her naked body, she is just about to kiss me when her cell phone rings.

"Oh come on" I let my head fall back onto the headboard "Leave it" but she has already answered.

"It's my Mom" she says "Hi Mom"

"Hi honey, look I know it's late" I can hear Stella vaugly.

"Mom we're in Paris, it's 9.30am" Abi frowns "Is everything ok?"

"I just wondered if there was something you needed to tell me and your father?" Abi turns to me.

"No why?" Abi asks before slipping my shirt back over her head "Oh my god are you serious" she picks up her laptop and types in a Web address.

"Jesus that was quick" she says, I can't hear Stella anymore.

"What was?" I ask as I look over her shoulder.

"Apparently I'm pregnant in New York this morning" she turns the laptop and shows me a picture and some writing which had been taken out of The NYC News. Abi was carrying a white paper bag in the picture, I read through the story and couldn't help but laugh "Abigail Jenson-Tedder was spotted walking through Paris Airport yesterday morning, holding what looked to be a sick bag...could this mean we are one step closer to an announcement from the couple, who travelled to Paris together. An on looker said that Ryan seemed very protective of his wife when the couple departed JFK...he made sure everyone was kept at arms length from her when they boarded the plane, maybe it could be that Abigail is carrying precious cargo of her own" I read out loud in between outbursts of laughter "Oh man that's awesome"

"Yeah Mom we have it now" Abi talks to her Mom again "No I'm not pregnant, yes I will tell you before the paparazzi...I love you too bye Mom" Abi hangs up the phone and rests her head on my shoulder "I wonder how many phone calls we will have to answer about that today" she frowns.

"None" I reply as I take her phone out of her hand and turn it off, before turning back and pulling her round and laying her on the bed. I climb on top of her and she let's out a squeal.

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