More Than Roommates // Calum Hood

Impatient

This is now set weeks after the wedding.....

Calum's POV

Sitting in my jeep waiting for Ana I started to get impatient. We were supposed to head to the airport to go spend a week with my family and yet she was ten minutes late out the door. I went in the house getting irritated walking back to the room and hearing the familiar sound of her vomiting confirmed it for me, she was pregnant and hiding it.

You might think I'm jumping ahead of myself, but in this past week alone I had woken up in the middle of the night to her missing and sounds of gagging coming from the bathroom. Not to mention the week before that...

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I was in the middle of the wine shop searching for Ana's favorite: Barefoot Moscato. I found the bottle and placed it in my cart going to grab a case of beer for myself. I went ahead and got a frozen pizza and break and bake cookies knowing I couldn't ruin this easy Oven combo.

I got home baking the pizza first while Ana was at the yoga class she picked up recently... at least that's what she's telling me. She never comes home sweaty and once she wore a dress. Pretty sure she isn't doing yoga. I poured her a glass opening my own beer and setting the table just as she came home... in a dress. She can't be doing yoga, she doesn't even carry a bag for changing clothes. Is she cheating? Never.

For now I shrugged it off I wanted the perfect evening we hadn't had a date night in a while. "Honey, what's for dinner?!"

"Pizza babe." I winked as she came in the room, glowing. Maybe she's tanning and just not telling me?

"Yum!" She sat down and we sat somehow even though we're with each other almost always we filled the room with conversation.

"Oh don't forget your wine it's your favorite." I told her taking a drink of my own beer as she looked at the glass biting her lip.

"I'm not drinking wine anymore. Part of a low sugar diet."

"Diet? Babe your perfect you don't need to diet." I reached and grabbed her hand lacing our fingers together smiling at her.

"Oh, my sugar is a little high." I was going to question how she knew this, but I just smiled and kissed her hand.

"One time won't hurt." She sighed and got up saying she was tired and went straight to lay down. I thought it was an excuse, but once I walked in I saw she was knocked out and even drooling a little on her pillow.

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Then there were the weird food cravings a few days later.

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"I want that strawberry cake," Ana said eyeing the whipped cake topped with a pile of strawberries.

"You hate strawberries." I remember when I got her chocolate covered strawberries the Valentine's Day we were together before New York. She said it was sweet, but totally off.

"I want that cake." She was turning angry so I put my hands up in defense grabbing the cake making her kiss my cheek. Note she ate the whole cake by herself in the middle of the night. I know because I woke up to get her a piece for breakfast and it was gone.

It also made me realize the sugar thing was a complete lie. Then what really ticked me off was the cuddling. She was lying, acting weird, and getting sick, but refusing to cuddle...

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We were having a Netflix marathon on the couch watching Orange is the New Black. I had got up really quick to grab beer and once again she said no to wine using the sugar diet lie again. When I got back I pulled her to sit on my lap and wrapped my arms around her waist letting my head rest on her shoulder then she wiggled around till she was about a foot away.

"It's too hot for that Calum." She went back to watching as I looked at her confused. It might have been the middle of summer, but in our house it was about 70 degrees.

"Anastasia I want cuddles." I huffed and crossed my arms. I probably looked and sounded 5, but I didn't care I wanted her in my arms.

"Calum, no." She mimicked and I was fed up with everything she'd been doing this past week, so I went into my room the one I hadn't been in, in a really long time.

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So, now here I stood listening to her getting sick as we kept losing time to get to the airport. I sat on the bed and she came out with a little bit of toothpaste on her chin which made my annoyance go away a bit, because it was kind of adorable.

"Shit, Anastasia, why didn't you just tell me." I ran a hand through my hair sighing. She looked at the ground and I heard sobs. My eyes widened because I made her cry.

"I just- I didn't- me- Calum." She cried and I pulled her to my lap wrapping my arms around her.

"Shit Ana, don't cry on me. I just want to know why you didn't tell me about little Hood, you knew I was excited to be a dad, so why not tell me?" I smiled, but she looked at me with her big brown eyes and I saw a bit of fear.

"But, what if I wasn't sure?" Her voice was soft. Something completely different from the loud girl I knew. What if I wasn't sure??? What does that mean? "Like what if I didn't think the timing was right, or that we couldn't do it? That I wouldn't make a good mother. What if I just wasn't ready? A baby Calum? A baby? Damn only over a year ago were we in separate states."

"Are you doubting us?" She bit her lip and looked at her lap. She didn't need to say anything else. She wasn't doubting the baby, she was doubting that we'd get through it. I didn't know what to say or do. She hit me right in the heart there. I moved her to the bed and walked out the door. I walked past my jeep and just started walking. I pulled out my phone and called the one person who could help me.

"Mom?"

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