Marry, kiss or kill

Chapter 18

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Am I in the process of updating my two stories? Omg, let's celebrate together! No, really, I'm sorry, I'm back in classes. Help, get me out of here! Anyway, new chapter, my dears!

**Taylor's POV:** 
I woke up in Travis's arms, which were wrapped around me pretty tightly. 
I tried to sneak out of bed so as not to wake him after the long night we had.

Once out of bed, I picked up his shirt, which was way too big for me, lying on the floor, along with some clean underwear, and headed to the bathroom in the next room to avoid waking Travis with the sound of the shower.

After I showered and got dressed, I went to the kitchen and decided to prepare breakfast for Travis and me. We didn't have anything special planned for today, but I wanted it to be as special as all the days I'd spent with him.

I made French toast, a fruit salad, bacon, and scrambled eggs. I decided to make a brunch since it was getting late and wanted to try a recipe I had discovered during my trip to Australia: muesli. I'm a hundred percent sure that Travis doesn't know it, or only by name.

To prepare the muesli, I took out yogurt, other fruits, and of course, oats.

Once the brunch was almost ready, I felt arms around me. I turned in his embrace and met Travis's still-sleepy gaze looking down at me.

I smiled and stood on my tiptoes to reach his lips and kiss him tenderly.

He wrapped his arms around my waist, and I wrapped mine around his neck.

"Did you sleep well, princess?"

"I couldn't have dreamed of anything better," I replied with a wink.

He chuckled a bit before continuing:

"Can I ask what you're making for us?"

I nodded. 
"So, what are you making for us, babe?"

"I made a brunch. Have you ever tried muesli? I made some because I wanted you to taste it." I replied, proud of myself without really knowing why.

"I've never tried it, but I've heard of it. Thank you so much, Taylor; you didn't have to do all this, at least not all by yourself."

"It's fine, babe, don't worry."

I stood on my tiptoes again to reach his cheek and place a soft kiss there.

"By the way, Taylor, we're agreed that we have nothing planned for today, right?"

"No, why?"

"Do you mind if we go see my family for dinner tonight? My mom's birthday is in two days, and since we won't be there, we wanted to go celebrate, especially since Jase, Ky, and the girls are already there."

"Of course, Travis, I'd love to!"

"Thanks, princess. Now let's have our brunch because I'm starving."

I laughed before following him to sit across from him at the table.

"I like your shirt," he said with an iconic look.

I simply gave him a little kick on the shin under the table.

"Ouch," he laughed at my reaction.

Once the meal was over, we decided to go to the couch and cuddle. We spent the afternoon like that.

Around 5 PM, I decided to get up and start getting ready. I took a shower, this time taking my time, and washed my hair.

Once I was out of the shower, I decided to dry and straighten my hair, but before I could do that, Travis took the straightener from my hands.

"Travis? What are you doing?"

"I love your curly hair; it looks so good on you! Plus, your fans asked me to take it away from you."

"Travis, stop acting like a child, give it back to me, we're going to be late."

He didn't respond and simply walked off with my straightener.

I let it go and defined my curls instead.

Once I was ready, I joined Travis in the living room, who had been ready for a while.

"Ready to go?"

"Yes, all set. Oh, wait, I'll be right back; wait for me in the car."

"Okay, no problem."

I headed to the kitchen to take a medication. For a few days, I had been feeling a bit nauseous. At first, I thought it was my period, but it wasn't at all.

I joined Travis in the car.

"Ready this time?"

"Yes, I'm ready."

He placed his hand on my thigh and started driving towards his mom's house.

Recently, his mom had bought a second house in Kansas so she could visit Travis more often. Her house was only thirty minutes away from his.

Once Travis parked in front of Donna's house, he got out and quickly walked around the car to open my door.

"What a gentleman!" I remarked to Travis with a wink, which made him laugh.

He rang the doorbell, and Kylie opened it. Behind her, we heard little footsteps running toward the entrance.

"UNCLE TRAVYYYYYY, AUNT TAYYYY!" Wyatt's little voice, their oldest, echoed throughout the house.

We greeted everyone before settling onto the couches for drinks.

"You look beautiful, Taylor," Kylie said. 
"You too, Kylie." I hugged her warmly.

Dinner went by, and I started to feel unwell, like my stomach was upset. Again.

I excused myself and left the living room, where everyone was after dinner.

Once in the bathroom, I crouched down and vomited suddenly into the toilet.

I heard someone knock on the door.

"Tay, are you okay?"

I recognized Kylie's voice.

"Yes, but I think I need you."

"Okay, I'm coming in, alright?"

Just three seconds later, the door opened slowly, and Kylie saw me sitting on the floor.

"Aww, my poor Tay, what's going on? Did you and Travis fight?"

"No, not at all... but I think I'm pregnant."

"I have tests, Taylor, if you want."

"Can I borrow one, please?"

"Of course, here." She handed me three. "Take them all; you never know."

I nodded.

Kylie continued: "Take your time; I'll find an excuse, don't worry."

"Thank you so much, Kylie; I don't know what I would do without you."

"It's normal."

She left, closing the door behind her.

I then took the three tests and waited.

Once the waiting time was over, I turned all three over at the same time and... two pink lines.