This Love

Chapter One - This Love

Everything feels weird..
Just 18 months ago exactly, I was shooting for The Vampire Diaries, attending award shows, clubbing all night and doing the craziest things possible.

And now here I am, changing the diaper of my 10 months old son, Eric Andrew Somerhalder. My perfect bundle of joy.

When I first became mother, everything was crazy, I went crazy, I had no idea what to do, that my mom and Ian's mom had to take turns staying at our house helping me. I cried as much as Andrew did when he was first born. We cried together a lot. Until my moms came over and helped Eric and Ian helped me.

But then things started to get easier, I was able to do it on my own. Now, I feel like I'm a professional.

I took a break from all the movies, the acting, the cameras and lights, and I focused mostly on myself, Ian and Eric. I promised myself not to act until my boy was at least a year and a half.

Despite the huge sudden change in everything, I would never trade it for anything else in the world, not even my old life. Ian and I grew loving each other more and more day by day, ever since the day he found out I was pregnant, he was supporting me. I always thought that he'd think about leaving me when I got a really huge belly but he never did, always there he was.

September 3rd
The day Eric was born, it was such a beautiful day like the grey clouds disappeared from my life forever from that day. And ever since it was just me, Ian and Eric.

Eric has his daddy's perfect blue eyes and the rest features all come from me, he even has my brown hair. Though he is daddy's boy for sure.

I have never seen Ian so happy with anyone as he is when he's with Eric, he is constantly smiling whenever Eric's near. I remember when Ricky was first born, Ian was always in his nursery, telling Eric stories about Ian and I, talking to him as if he understood, telling Ricky how much he loved me and him. It was adorable.

I still remember everyday along the way perfectly.. Our wedding day, the first time we saw Eric through a screen, then the day we found the sex of our baby.. Everything. And everything was just so surreal and perfect. Even when we were choosing a name.

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"So what are we going to name him?" Ian asked as I laid my head on his chest after a very very long day.

"I don't have anything in mind." I shrugged looking up at him. He looked down at me and kissed my lips, "We seriously need to think about a name." He said.

"But isn't too early?" I frowned, I was way too tried to think of names. "Come on babe." Ian said, "please?"

"Fine. What do you have in mind?" I asked sitting up straight, only to have Ian pull me back again down to his chest, "I like this position better." He smirked.

"How about Dylan? you always said you wanted to name your son Dylan before?" I asked Ian. He shook his head, "No I want something else." We sat in silence thinking about a name.

Well he was; I was thinking about sleeping and pizza. "Pepperoni?" I asked. "Nina!" Ian laughed, "I'm being serious. How about something with the letter A? You know go the alphabets. Each kid of ours will have a letter from the alphabets. We'll start with A."

"Wait, wait, wait. You want to have 27 kids?" I asked. "No.. Well yes maybe." He answered sheepishly.

"Ian babe, I'm not having more than 4 or 5 kids. And one is enough for now."

"Fine.. So back to the topic.. What should we name our baby?"

"Ben?"

"No. John?"