I Can't Lose Him (ICDTNWY Sequel)

13.

Hey guys! Sorry it's been a long time...? I've kinda been focusing on my one shots book and kind of abandoning him. But freedom of college has granted me the time to write this. Sorry it's a long and shitty filler. I actually don't like this chapter much but I hope you like it.

Enjoy! 

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Calum. 

*Three Months Later*

*Evening/Night time-ish*

(A/N It's the middle-ish of October in case anyone needs a timeline or is just simply confused). 

I sat on the couch, gently rubbing my small bump and finishing some homework on my laptop as Stefan sat on the floor with his dragon toys, making them fly around and such. The tv was playing Monsters University in the background. Stefan would glanced up at the tv even once in awhile then back at his toys. Luke was in our room, doing his own homework so he wouldn't be distracted by me or Stefan. 

Stefan loved Disney movies and had shelves of it from Christmas and birthday gifts along with me and Luke with our other friends just buying them for him.

I smiled down at him then focused my attention back on my laptop, finishing on my next math problem. 

Luke and I spoiled him too much, so Stefan was used to getting what he wanted. But Luke and I didn't mind it so much. He was our little baby, and we loved him too much to say no to him. Plus, we couldn't say no to him much since he had my brown, pleading puppy eyes. 

My morning sickness wasn't as bad now. The medicine that Dr. Kawr had prescribed to me helped calm my stomach down so I wasn't constantly puking. But even with the medicine, I still puked every once in awhile. 

The other prescribed medicine that was helping the baby grow was also starting to affect me in different ways. Apparently, I was more moody and the cravings just got weirder and weirder everyday. I didn't notice it, but Luke did. I was hungrier that usual, so to say, so you couldn't blame me much.

He would tell me that three in the morning is a weird time for me to want nutella brownies and bacon and sausage pizza with hot sauce on top. Then I would remind him that I was carrying his child and that if he ever wanted a baby with his looks, then he better do what I say. 

He stopped talking after I said that. 

He would've done it for me any day though. He was just having a bad day that day. Everyday, even when he complained about my cravings, he reminded me that he loved me and the baby more than anything and that he would do anything for me to help the baby grow. 

Along with that, he spent more time with Stefan and taking care of him whenever I was napping or puking or when this pregnancy got out of hand for me. Whenever we heard Stefan crying in the middle of the night, Luke would get out of bed without a question and take care of him so Stefan could go back to sleep while I went back to sleep.

Along with taking care of me and Stefan, Luke was currently in school and taking extra classes so he could graduate earlier, to get a better job to help pay for new things and rent for our apartment (because my dad wasn't going to pay for it forever) along with saving up for the baby. 

He was doing more than I was, considering the fact that I was taking even less classes than with my pregnancy with Stefan. I had planned to take more classes, but he knew from Lillie that stress wasn't good for the baby. He wanted to be more safe with this pregnancy, since I was taking different prescribed medicine to help me and the baby already. So I listened to him, because he had a point, and took less classes and focused more on relaxing.