A Heart That Loves (Blake Griffin Fan-Fic)

Chapter 27.

Lydia's POV: 

I sit the rest of the way on the plane in silence. I am a little anxious. what if i am pregnant. but what if I am just motion sick. that's it. I have motion sickness. duh. I look over at Blake who is sitting quietly listening to his music on his gold beats. Would it be so bad to have this mans baby? I am so young. I have my whole life ahead of me. How am i supposed to grow up if i have to help some one else grow up too? I know i may be being selfish but i am worried. Blake has a kid already. A kid that he cherishes. You would think he would want to wait awhile to have another. i would at least. and he says KIDS as in plural. I don't even know if i want one kid much less 2 or 3. 

When we land I am so happy i could kiss the ground. I was on that plane for 9 hours. 9 hours. i sat in silence 8 of those 9 hours so i know Blake knows that something is up. We get our bags and a car takes us to our hut above the water. It is magical. The water is crystal blue. I have never seen anything like this before. I see big sea turtles and sting ray clans. No sharks yet. I am waiting to see one of those and have a heart attack. I set my luggage down and i walk out onto the back deck. I sit there for a while and think about what my life is coming to. What i have accomplished and what i have failed at. The breeze is so calming against my face i forgot for a minute the current predicament. It appears that my life is just one big, messy, fucked up, predicament. 

Blake walks up behind me. 

Blake: Lydia? isn't it beautiful?

Lydia: Yes Blake. It is wonderful thank you so much for bringing me here. 

Blake: So, are we going to talk about what happened on the plane? 

Lydia: Blake im not ready? I am so scared. 

a tear falls down my face. this is not what i wanted. not now. 

Blake: It could have been motion sickness. You never know. Don't jump to conclusions Lydia. 

I mean he is right. I am jumping to conclusions. I haven't even taken a pregnancy test. I just need to relax and kick back and enjoy my vacation. 

Blake: Come on lets go to dinner. 

Lydia: Okay.

I get up and go grab my luggage. I unzip it to find that Blake has packed me about 23 pairs of bikinis, underwear, big shirts, and sweatpants. 

Lydia: Blake, what the fuck am i supposed to do with this? 

Blake: Lydia, I packed everything you need. 

Lydia: Blake there is nothing cute in here for me to wear. 

Blake throw a Louis Vuitton duffle at me. 

Blake: Im just kidding. I got you some other clothes. I am not that cruel. 

oh for the love of liza. thank you. He packed the red bottoms. Baby boy did good. I pick a tan off white sun dress and brown sandals to pair it with. I curl my hair in beachy waves and go light on the makeup. I go for the natural look and I have succeeded no doubt. 

Blake walks around the corner and my mouth drops open. HE IS WEARING NOTHING BUT A GRASS SKIRT. I AM ABOUT TO HAVE A CORONARY. Blake damn baby. those abs. the arms. that nice v like that he has on is pelvic region. Oh my lord yes. 

Lydia: Blake, baby, you are smoking hot. 

Blake: Do you like it? 

Lydia: like it?! I love it. I have never been more excited about an outfit ever before. But are you going to actually wear that in public? 

Blake: Yes, Yes i am. 

My goofy man. 

The car picks us up and takes us to a restaurant. it is not very expensive looking. i actually like this place it reminds me of a little place we have back home. We order some kind of Tuna dish that was do die for. Ugh amazing. While we were eating we heard these big loud drums start to play. A tiny man walks out and has a microphone.