Love is everything (ON HOLD)

Chapter 8. Tracy.

We've been here for about 3 weeks. I love being here but I just want to be home. In my own bed. I'm almost 4 months. And we found out were having a girl. "Ross?"

"Hmm? You okay? Do you feel any pain?! I'll call the police! Oh my god! What do I-"

"ROSS?!" I shout. "Will you stop rambling? I need to talk to you." He nods. "Me too. It's kind of big, and serious."

I sit down across from him at the table. "Okay. You go first." He laughs. "You talk funny. Its sounds like rembling, not rambling."

I glare at him. "Don't make fun of my accent. You don't see me making fun of you. Please just don't." I say.

"Sorry.. but um, what I wanted to talk about is here. Do you like it here?" I nod. "Good." He smiles.

"That's it? You said it was serious." I sarcastically reply. "I wasn't finished. What do you think if we moved here?" I should have gone first.

"Oh.. I um, well you see... What I mean is.... When?" I stutter. "Well, I was think maybe before our little girl is born, and move out here. You like the idea?" I shrug.

"I don't know. I mean, it's a good idea I guess. But New York is so far. I need to think about it."

He nods. "Yeah. Of course. I'll give you time. What were you going to say?" I shake my head. "It's not important. I'm going to go um.. shower."

I grab a towel and take a quick shower and washed my hair. I went to the room. "Babe. Can we talk?" I shrug.

"Look, if you don't want to move here-" "No, it's not that. I uh, I just want... I miss Bella. I miss my bed."

I put my head down. "Hey. We can go home today. If you say so we can." I nod. "Okay. I want to go home." He smiles.

"Alright, go pack. I'll book the flight." I look away. "Hey, look at me. We'll talk about this later. You get dressed, I love you. And it's hot out."

I smile slightly. "Ok. I love you too." He heads to the other room and I get dressed. I put on shorts and a white t-shirt. I feel so fat. My belly is kind of big and I'm gaining weight. The fans figured it out but we haven't confirmed anything. There is a bunch of hate but Ross helped me get through it. I did a simple eyeliner and put on my favourite lip gloss. Vanilla strawberry. I blow dried my hair and brushed it out. Ross comes in.

"How are my babies?" He kisses my forehead while rubbing my belly. "Were good." I smile. "So our flight is in 3 hours. We'll finish packing, get some food and then head to the airport. Sound good?" I nod.

I sit down and start folding our things. "If I ask you something, will you answer me honestly?" He nods.

"Okay. Um, do you think I look fat? Please tell me." He sighs. "You look pregnant." I nod.

"I look fat." I respond.

"No baby.. You don't. Don't be so hard on yourself. You are still perfect to me." I smile and he kneels down and kisses me.

"Mmm... Your lips taste good." I giggle. "It's Vanilla Strawberry." I mumble. "Well you should wear it more often."

He wraps his hands around the back of my neck pulling my face closer. We kiss for about 4 more seconds before pulling back. "Are you finished packing?" He nods. "Ok. Let's go! I am starving."

We laugh and grab our bags. We get to the car and grab food from a restaurant. "Damn girl, you can eat!" He smirks. "Wow. Rude!" I snap. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it to hurt you." I glare.

"Yeah well enough with the jokes." He nods. "Sorry. I wasn't being very sensitive. Forgive me?" I shrug. "Yeah, okay." He smiles and I stick my tongue out playfully. "So um, we kind of need to discuss something."

He says. "What is it?" I ask. "We need to discuss baby names. I've been thinking and nothing works. I was thinking for a middle name, we could go with Mary. It's Rydel's middle name and I think it's pretty. Plus, she'd be happy." I smile. "Well, she'd take your last name obviously and for a first name. How about Rianna?" I ask. "Rianna Mary Lynch. I really like it. It's beautiful. Like you." I blush. "Thank you. So is that the name were going with?" He nods. "I guess so yeah."

He reaches across and holds my hand. "Oh my gosh! It's Ross Lynch! Um, hi. I'm a-a really b-big fan. May I get a p-picture?" She stutters while shaking. "Of course. And hey, don't be nervous. I'm a chill dude." She smiles. "I can take the picture." I say. "Oh! McKenna. Hi. Um, I w-want you t-to be in t-the picture t-too. Please?" My heart melted.

She was so nice. She looked maybe a couple years younger. About 17 years old. "Oh. Yeah! Of course." A waiter took it for us. "Wow. You're so pretty." I smile. "Thank you." I say. You two are literally relationship goals. I can't believe how big you are. And you two are engaged. I keep showing my boyfriend pictures of you guys and you're proposal video but he still doesn't get it." She looks away. "Hey. I'm sure he'll make a move soon. You're beautiful." She smiles. "And if he doesn't, leave him unable to have kids." Ross laughs. I nudge him in the rib. He groans a bit. "All boys are idiots." I look at Ross. "And violence is wrong. Just be patient. Don't give up." I hug her. "Thanks for the picture. I have to go but good luck guys."

Then she leaves. "I liked her." He smiles. "I have to pay. See if you can find her." I smile and head outside. I see her. "Hey." She looks at me and her face lights up. "So um, I've been getting hate maybe you know and um.. The fans haven't been all that nice but you were. I really appreciate it." She smiles. "I just think it's wrong. You seem like a sweet girl." I smile. "I could keep a girl like you around. What's your name?" I ask. "It's tracy." I smile. "Well tracy, how about we exchange numbers and keep in-touch?" She literally looked like she just won the lottery. "Okay. Oh my gosh! That's amazing. Here." We exchange numbers. "Bye Tracy." We hug. "Bye McKenna. We can text yeah?" I smile. "Yeah." I head to the car and see Ross there. "Looks like you made a new friend." I smile. "Yeah. I did."