A Summer to Remember

Even in the toughest times

Yn's pov: when we got home we went straight to the kitchen to eat lunch. "Juuuustin..." "Yes sweetheart?" Aw he's never called me that before. "Can you make me a sandwich?" I asked him. He smiled and said, "of course! What kind?" "Nutella!" I replied to him excitedly. Justin nodded and then opened the fridge. He pulled out a loaf of white bread. The only kind I eat. Then he went to the cabinet and grabbed the Nutella which was sitting right next to the peanut butter. I don't really like peanut butter that much anymore. I used to be obsessed but now I'm more for Nutella. Justin pulled out two slices of bread, avoiding the end piece, and laid them down on the counter. He slathered on some Nutella and then cut the sandwich in half. Just the way I like it! He came over and sat the plate down a couple inches away from me. "Thank you baby!" I didn't waste a second. I squished the sandwich into my mouth, enjoying every single bite. Justin sat next to me and scooted up super close, leaning his head on his fist. "Sooo....." He said to me. "Yeah?" I asked, chewing a bite of my sandwich. "What were you dreaming about at the doctors?" He asked me, seeming really interested. I finished off my sandwich and pushed the plate away from me a little then readjusted in my seat so I was facing him. "The doctor told us we were having triplets..." "That's awesome!" He interrupted me. "I was happy but you looked pale... You walked out of the room and left me alone." Justin looked me in the eyes. He really cares about what I'm saying. "The doctor told me that it was two girls and one boy. When the appointment was over I found you in the waiting room. You looked upset and stressed. You said you couldn't do it and you broke up with me. Leaving me alone to take care of our babies....." A tear slipped out of the corner of my eye. I can't imagine what I would do if that actually happened. Justin placed his thumb under my eye and wiped the tear away. "Yn... You just have to know that I would never leave you. Even in the toughest of situations. If we had triplets. Great! Sextuplets. Sure. I love you and I will never leave you!" He pulled me in for a hug. "I love you too."