Unforgettable

Chapter 22 I "I need to tell you something."

Allison's POV

Getting out of the car and seeing the house I left two months ago felt weird. But then a feeling of knowing I was right where I belonged took over. "Does he know I'm here?" I ask Immanuel.

"Yes. And please don't torture him anymore. He's been a mess since you left." I simply nod and head for the front door. I was still several feet away when I look down my body. Maybe I should have changed, I think when I see I'm only wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants. But when the front door opens, revealing Isaac, all other thoughts vanish and the overbearing need to be close to him takes over.

Without thinking twice, I run into his arms, wrapping my own around his neck and start crying again. I want to blame the pregnancy on my emotional state, but I know I just missed him so much. Isaac is quick to lean down and pick me up under my thighs "Cavolo, mi sei mancato così tanto. Ti amo piccola." He mumbles into my neck. I still didn't know Italian, but I am almost certain I knew what he just said to me. I jean back wanting to look into his face.

"Did you just-" I start, but wasn't too sure. "Wait, you just said that you-" Instead of listening to my stuttering anymore, he just crashes his lips to mine, kissing me hard before he presses his forehead against my own.

"I fucking love you, okay. Is that what you want to hear." He tells me, his voice filled with so many emotions, I almost cry again.

"You really love me? You mean it, Isaac?" I need to be sure. If he was playing with me right now, I don't think I will survive this.

"Of course, baby. I did the second I laid eyes on you." He explains me and kisses my lips again. "Now tell me you're staying, baby. Fucking tell me!" He sounded so desperate, so I had to let him know.

"I'm staying." I nod and love the smile that breaks out on his face right before he kisses me again. As his tongue parts my lips, making me nearly swoon, I feel him move and the unmistaken sound of the front door closing behind us is heard. Moments later Isaac places me on a soft ground, still not breaking the kiss. He gets more and more eager, kissing me deeper and more forceful as the second run by. He makes me forget everything around us, but when the sound of clashing pots and pans fill the house and a strong smell of pasta rushes past us, I quickly push him away. He looks at me confused when I try and get out from under him, so I quickly tell him, "Let me go, please." I crawl out from under him and run over to the sink as quickly as I manage before I throw up again. Isaac was quick to follow me and gatherers my hair out of my face. I heave into the sink, feeling absolutely disgusted with myself and horrified that Isaac was watching me. "I'm sorry." I mumble, feeling sorry for ruining the sink.

"Don't." He stops and hands me a glass of water for me to rinse my mouth. "Come here." He cleans my mouth with a towel and then picks me up, effortlessly carrying me upstairs. He puts me down in the bathroom before he studies me. "Do you want to brush your teeth?" I simply nod and accept the toothbrush he hands me. Isaac doesn't let me out of his sight as I brush my teeth and then my face. Once I'm down, I take a deep breath.

"I need to tell you something." I announce. "We should sit down for this." I nod towards the bedroom, and he takes my hands when once we sit. I look at him, feeling so relieved to know I am with him again. "I'm pregnant." Making it quick was the best in my opinion. Isaac's face was void of emotions. At first he stares at me, then proceeds to look at my belly, then my face again. But suddenly one side of his mouth and then the other one starts to curls upwards.

"Pregnant?" He reassures himself, making me nod. "Fuck yes." He states, pulling me to straddle him and kisses me intensely.

"You're happy then?" I ask with a grin so bright, my cheeks almost hurt.