WRONG NUMBER
- Billie -
2 months later...Nevaeh is almost three months pregnant and she has the littlest, tiny bump, but it's there.
The end of next month, we'll find out the gender of our baby. I'm so excited. I don't care what the gender is, I'm just so happy to be a mom.
Vae's biggest craving has oddly been pickles and that's quite literally all she eats.
I always get them for her though since she says "It's what the baby wants!"
"Ugh, baby, can I borrow some of your jean shorts? Mine are getting tighter." Nevaeh groans. "Of course, baby." I nod.
My pants are always hella baggy, so they'll fit better.
When Vae's done getting changed, she comes over and lays on my chest, groaning into it. "What's wrong, mama?" I ask her. "I feel so ugly." She sighs.
"Baby, you're the most beautiful girl in the world." I tell her. "You're just saying that because I'm your wife." She mumbles. "No, I'm saying it because it's true. You're the most gorgeous girl I've ever laid my eyes on. You're carrying a baby, Nevaeh. Go easy on yourself." I reply. "I know, it's just hard." Vae sighs.
"Come here, angel." I frown and wrap my arms around her. I hold her tightly while rubbing her back as I press a kiss to her head. "You're so so beautiful, baby girl. Don't forget that."
"Thank you, B." She smiles weakly. "I love you."
"I love you more, baby." I grin and kiss her softly.
"What should we do today?" She asks. "I don't know. Up to you." I shrug. "Umm.." Vae thinks for a second. "You think we could hang out with Zay and Gabe in a little bit? I kinda just wanna relax right now. You know I'm always so tired." She chuckles.
"Of course, baby." I smile. "Just let me know when you wanna go."
She rolls over while still laying her head on my chest and I rub her stomach while she goes on her phone.
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wrong number | b.e.
RomanceNevaeh Grant gets a text from an unknown number that won't stop texting her, but she soon finds out it's a singer she likes, Billie Eilish. Will these texts turn into something bigger?