WHAT ABOUT IT?, jesse lee soffer

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Jesse rushed home; almost immediately after the talk show ended. Though it seemed impossible because of the paparazzi's following him; his bodyguards basically shoved them out. If he wasn't in such a hurry, he might as well would have stopped and helped them up.

"Babe, I'm home." he shouted as he entered into the house. Their home. As soon as he entered in the living room, he threw off his jacket that was too tight for his likings. He turned his head in confusion when the delicious aroma of food, more specifically meatballs hit his nose. "Baby?" he called out, once again.

Though, they were two totally different incidents. He couldn't help it but get deja vu as he remembered the day he walked in on Arielle cooking..... only that time she was a terrible cook. After everything that happened, their therapists encouraged them to find a new hobby. Well, for him it didn't work as golf sticked around but Arielle started baking first, then cooking. Oh, how he remembers the multiple times they had gotten food poisoning because of her cooking. Thank god, it got better, he thought as he chuckled to himself.

"Uhm.... You good?" Arielle spoke for the first time as she stared at her boyfriend; who was chuckling at nothing in confusion. Jesse turned his head to his left; clearly shocked to see her as he let out a small scream. "What the fuck, elle?!" he screeched out as he pointed his finger at her in an accusing manner. "You're trying to kill m-me." he gasped out as she rolled her eyes. "Oh please, you're not that special." she mumbled out; loud enough for Jesse to hear as she walked closer to him; instantly pulling him in a hug. Her body melted in his warmth. 

"What? You missed me." He spoke; letting out a soft chuckle as his eyes softened when he looked down at her. He slowly picked up his loosely hanged arms and surrounded them around her body as he placed his lips onto her forehead. "Missed ya too, my little mermaid." he murmured across her skin as he pulled away; still hugging her. "God, you and tha-that stupid ass nickname." Arielle disgustingly replied as she tried to pull away from his hold. "Love seeing you hate that nickname." he whispered in her ears as she tried hard not to smile. Stupid heart. Stupid mind, she thought and stupid idea of thinking she would ever live peacefully after watching the disney movies with him.

 "You're stupid." she said; laughing out. To which, Jesse just raised his eyebrows and challenging her; almost close to arguing with her. Arielle saw this and almost immediately yelled; "Welp, I'm so so so hungry." As she ran towards the kitchen. Jesse stood there laughing slightly as he ran his gorgeous long fingers through his silky hair. (very gorgeous hands!)

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Arielle sat in her chair; eating slowly-very slow for Jesse's liking who questioned her, "What's wrong?" Instantly, Arielle's head flew up as if she was caught in headlights; she shook her head murmuring a nothing. Yup, that was a point of worry for him. 

Jesse stood up from his chair leaving his food unattended as he sauntered across the table to her. "Something's wrong, elle. Trust me. Tell me what's been bugging you?" He spoke slowly as he knelt beside her. "Uh-" Arielle muttered; unsure as tears started streaming down her eyes. "Hey! Hey. it's fine, baby. It's fine. Nothing's wrong." Jesse spoke in a soft voice as he held her hand. "Look at me." he told her and when she didn't; he asked her again. "Elle." he murmured out as he gently placed his hand on her cheeks; facing her face towards him now. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry." he gasped out; not used to her crying face, not since what happened. "N-No." she replied, "I-I," she managed to choke out as her body sighed. On her side; Jesse sat on the floor with tears in his eyes as he watched her continue, "I'm pregnant."

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I'M ALIVE ;)

questions! (might be the 2nd last one for this book :( )

- fav color? fav food? and fav book?

- your age and how old do people think you are?

- rant to me about literally anything!

xoxo,

Mar.