First ultrasound today. I stared at myself in the mirror. I wore ripped black skinny jeans, a burgundy, black and cream plaid shirt over the top of a black tank that read; 'we're all made here' with the cheshire cats grin, my black vans and a burgundy beanie.
"Ready?" I turned to Luke who was still half asleep.
"Uh, yeah." He sighed, I walked over to him and kissed him softly.
"Let's go and check out out this little baby I'm carrying." He took my hand and led me down into the lobby where we got into the car and drove to the hospital.
We walked in and sat waiting.
I laid down on the bed with Luke sitting beside me, holding my hand. She put the gel stuff on my stomach and pressed the sensor to it, moving it around. I turned my head to look at the monitor.
"It should be just around, yep, there it is." She smiled. I couldn't take my eyes off the screen. That is our baby, the thing that Luke and I have created, it's in my stomach, growing. Luke squeezed my hand gently. "It looks like a very healthy baby. You won't be able to know the sex of the baby until the next ultrasound. But it seems to be doing well, just don't put too much stress on the baby, try and take it easy and this pregnancy will be a breeze." She smiled and took the sensor off my stomach, cleaning up the gel and then helping me to sit up. Luke and I left the hospital and made our way back to the car.
"Our little baby is going to be alright!" He smiled to me and squeezed my hand. "Too bad we couldn't see much of it in that scan."
"Don't worry, we have 9 months more of scans." I laughed. The driver chuckled a little too. I leaned over to him a kissed him softly. He held my face in his hands, while I rested my hands on his chest, I bawled his shirt in my hands. He pulled away slowly, I tried to follow him but he softly held my shoulders back. I cocked my head to the side and stared at him.
"You are so adorable, but we are just pulling up now. I can come in with you until my show."
"I like that idea." I smiled softly.
"Maybe I could come back to your dressing room." He smirked.
"Well you can't get me pregnant again!" I laughed. "But the other bands, Luke."
"They'll be fine, we can just go and make out somewhere."
"Sure." I smiled and pecked his lips.
We walked in and headed straight for the dressing room, shutting the door behind us. Luke sat on the couch and I sat in his lap, rested my back on the arm of the couch. He leaned down to me and kissed me passionately. He rested a hand on my hip, and gently squeezed it, causing me to jump. He couldn't help but laugh at me. I slapped him gently.
"That wasn't funny." I pouted.
"It was." He smirked.
"It wasn't and -" He kissed me, shutting me up. One of my hands rested on the side of his face, feeling the stubble that was beginning to grow. I pulled him closer to me, but he lifted me up a little instead.
"Bree how did the - oh wow, I'm sorry." I heard Ash say. I pushed Luke away gently and looked to the door. "I guess it went good?" She smirked. I smiled and nodded. She smirked and shut the door behind her.
"I think you need to shave Hemmings." I smiled to him.
"You don't like my stubble?" He smirked, stroking his chin. I scrunched up my nose and shook my head. "I guess I could, but it takes too much effort."
"I'll do it for you then, if you're too lazy!"
"I'm not lazy!" He protested.
"Oh yes you are!" I remarked. He rolled his eyes and placed his lips on mine. He pulled away quickly and played with his lip ring.
