Angels Roll Their Eyes ~ Traylor fanfic

Baby Let The Games Begin

I'm 12 weeks pregnant now, and today is the state choir competition. I've never been so nervous. This could literally make or break us as a choir. We're on the bus which would normally be a regular school bus, but since I'm pregnant I requested the school's charter busses. We needed all 3 (3 busses seats about 120) for our 113 person choir, since our choir is by far our biggest group.

"Hey Trav." I say to Travis who is seatings right next to me. He originally wasn't going to be coming on the bus with us, but I got pregnant and him not being out the bus went out the window.
"Hm." He hums in acknowledgement.
"I'm nervous. Like really nervous." I confess.
"It'll be ok. You got your choir here because of how Amazing you are. This is one of if not the best choirs I've ever heard and seen. And I'm not just saying that because it's my girlfriend's choir. It genuinely is. And whatever you do, you're gonna knock those judges' sick off of their feet and to the moon and to Saturn. You're gonna nail it." He reassured me with a kind yet gentle and firm tone. As he says this I hold his hands and look I'm in the eyes.
"Thank you Honey." I thank him putting my head in his shoulder. "I love you."
"I love you too." He says picking up my chin with his index finger, and kissing me gently and quickly.
"I have an idea."
"What is it?" He asks with a peaked interest.
"You'll see." I tell him.

As I turn around in my seat, I see all the students either talking to their friends or looking over their music. Wise kids.

"You forgive you forget!" I call out. This is one of the chants I use to get their attention.
"But you never let it go!" They all Hillary back.
"How would we feel about some carpool karaoke?" I ask warning applause and cheers from the kids." I grab my speaker and connect my phone. "Alright any song requests?" I ask and I hear some of everything but the one that stuck out was 'Espresso' by Sabrina Carpenter.
"Alright then! Espresso it is!" I announce and play espresso. Our voices fill the air, and it's just happiness and fun and magic all around. After the song, I make a request that sounds fun and like a good idea.

"Ok I know I may die, but how about 'Once Upon A December'?" I ask as it's one the 3 songs we're performing tonight.
"There is a wrong answer!" Travis yells from beside me. After that they said yes. That was iconic.

We sing "Painted bears. Silver wings. Things I almost remember," and our voices fill the air in harmony. I Look over and see Travis basking in our choir. This is why I became a teacher.

About an hour later, we made our first stop. Golden Corral. As we get out, Travis's hand finds mine, and he intertwines our fingers together. As soon as we get in I'm met with the sent if so may different foods. Sadly, it made me nauseous. Pulling on Travis's arm taking him with me, I pull him into the handicapped/family restroom. As soon as the door is closed I drop to my knees and vomit. God I hat this shit.

"Ssshhhh. It's ok Baby. I got you. I'm right here." I here him sooth me rubbing my back. As I finish a good 10-15 minutes later, I slouch back against the wall near tears.

"I feel so disgusting Trav." I whine.
"I know Baby. I know it sucks, but you're gonna be ok, our baby is gonna be perfect." He says which help me. A lot.
"Thank you." I tell him.
"It ok Babe. I love you and our baby. You're going to be the best mom this world Hase ever known." He tells me which is quite the confidence booster.
"Really? You mean that?" I ask.
"Of course I do. I mean with all my heart." He reassured me.
"We should head out there before they get worried. I just need to clean up a bit first." I tell him.
"Good pout Hun. We probably should." He states. Now I'm rising to my feet, headed to the sink, wetting a paper towel, and wiping my face.
"I'm ready."
"Alright Baby. Let's go.

As we approach the students, I see some with slightly worried expression. I just nod to let them know I'm ok. I think it worked. I mean, they don't look as worried anymore.

As I sit, I begin to speak.

"Who's ready for food?" I ask loud enough for all 3 1/2 tables to hear me. Without hesitation they all stood up and headed toward the buffet. Not long after I stood up, I pretty much clinched on hard to Travis's bicep.

"Hey you ok?" He asks, concern thick in his voice.
"Yeah. I am. I'll be ok." I reassure, concern still evident in his facial expressions.
"Ok. Just let me know if anything feel ok. And I mean anything." He says.
"Yeah." I tell him.

We get our food, sit down, begin eating, and now... now I feel kinda off.

"Hey Trav." I say getting his attention.
"Hm. Yeah Baby?" He responds.
"I feel... off. Like I'm gonna pass out." I tell him.
"Alright. Do you wanna go to the bathroom?" He asks.
"Mhm." I say nodding my head. As we reach the same restroom we were in earlier, I sit against the cold tile of the restroom walls.
"It hurts." I manage to choke out.
"I know it does Baby. I'm right here with you.
"Mhm." Ad I gum out the response, I feel my eyes close. I don't know if I fell asleep or passed out, but I hope I just fell asleep.

About five minutes later, I'm woken up by Travis's low and peaceful voice.

"Tay. Honey. You need to wake up." I hear.
"Hmmm?" I hum a questioning response.
"It's time to go Babe." He informs me with useful information.
"Oh. Ok." I say holding onto Travis so I can actually stand.
"You can fall back asleep in the bus. Ok. I just need you to stay awake until you sit back down. Alright Love." He tells me.
"Mhm." I groggily hum.

As we make our way to the bus, I can feel my eyes get heavier by the second.  Thankfully it only took about 10 more seconds before we reached the our seats on the bus. Thank God we're finally seated. I swear as soon as Trav sit down next to me, I was out on his should like that.

Some time has passed, and by some time I mean 2 hours. I woke up around 25 minutes ago, and now Travis and I are just talking about the baby when I move my hand over my stomach and feel something. A bump. I have a bump. Like an actual baby bump. Oh my God.

"Trav! Trav! Feel this!" I exclaim.
"Feel what?" He asks, so I just put his hand over my stomach.
"That. Trav. Do you feel that?" I ask.
"Is that... is that the baby?" He asks smiling like an idiot.
"Yeah. That bump. That's our baby!" I exclaim, tears threatening to fall.
"Oh my God Honey! I'm so happy for you, the baby, everything right now. I love you guys." He says happily while rubbing the bump with his thumb.
"Yeah. I love you too."
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I'm just gonna make a part 2 to this one😭

Wildest dreams ily🤍🤟🏼