It was nearly two weeks since the major incident at the party. My bruise caused quite the commotion between Phil and Brooke. They were always shooting me worried glances and asked if I was ok. A lot. Honestly, it's nice to know that they care a lot about me but it gets annoying at times.
That night Dan insisted that I slept at his apartment and he held me tighter than he ever has before. I couldn't sleep but Dan did, and he seemed like he was having nightmares. He started to shake his head and shivered. Tears rolled down his cheeks in his sleep and I kissed them away. This repeated only for a few nights until my bruise started fading. I told him the mornings after but he said he didn't remember that much about his dreams.
Today was a day that I had been planning for about a week. I hadn't told my parents that I was coming for a few days to visit, or that I would be bringing a "friend". Dan and I were flying to America to break the news to my parents and to introduce him. I didn't think this would be easy, I dont want to do it but it is something that needs to be done. Dan agrees with me and he bought our plane and train tickets last week. Today I packed my suitcase and tried to calm my frayed nerves before the train ride.
I looked down and my seven week baby bump, it wasn't much but it definitely was slightly sticking out. I ran my hand over my belly and smiled. Even though my baby is hardly formed I knew that I would love it unconditionally no matter what.
The sound of the front door opening echoed through the apartment and I knew it was Dan. I heard him rolling his own suitcase down the hall towards my room. He opened my door and set a warm smile on his lips when he saw me with my hand on my tummy. Dan put his case in front of my closet and walked to me with his arms open wide.
He tucked me in his arms and I rested my head on his chest. Dan's warmth radiated off of him and into me, turning my freezing hands warm as well. It felt so good to be able to hold someone in my arms and to be loved. It made my heart swell to know that Dan loves me, and I love him back.
"You all packed and ready?" Dan let go and slid his hand down my arm and held mine. I nodded, smiling while still feeling quite queasy.
"Yep, and since we're coming back on Thursday I made a doctors appointment for Friday. You have to come with me for that one." Dan gave me a thumbs up and grabbed both of our bags as we headed into the lounge.
"Hang on, I need the bathroom." I wasn't sure if it was the pregnancy already making me need to pee or my tiny bladder. Either way I really needed to pee.
"Ok, meet me outside." Dan called and I headed towards the bathroom. After I did my business I washed my hands and noticed something. My blue toothbrush was still sitting in its holder, with my toothpaste already in my bag. What was I thinking? Toothpaste without a brush? I guess I could have bought another one but I have to pack it now. I grabbed a thin plastic bag from a cabinet in the kitchen island and put it inside.
I shoved the bag hastily in my small black purse and almost left when I realized I forgot yet another thing. I haven't told Brooke that I was leaving today but I think she would like the alone time.
I knocked on her door and entered after I heard a grunted "come in". I looked around and noticed that she did a little bit more decorating to her room, which had more posters of bands like Fall Out Boy and Sleeping With Sirens. She was more into rockish music than I am; meaning I like slow music and piano, which works out great for me because my boyfriend is a great pianist.
"Hey, I kinda forgot to tell you something quite important."
"Oh my gosh, are you pregnant? How long have you neglected to tell me?" She cackled to herself and went back to scrolling through Tumblr.
