Being Brad's Sister

76. Needing help

Warning Time Skip! I have skipped 3 months because otherwise it would just be boring fillers and rubbish chapters. Enjoy :)

Emma's pov

James and I have been calling each other more frequently over the past month, instead of calling twice a week we have been trying to call and FaceTime as much as possible. If we haven't been Face Timing or calling then we have been texting. Things have been getting more intense because I am now on the last month of my pregnancy. I'm officially eight months pregnant today which means blip is due soon.

We still don't know the sex of the baby because we are still sticking to our decision about wanting it to be a surprise when it is born. Everything we have for the baby is unisex and we've come up with baby names as well for both genders. If it is a girl we are going to call it Casandra (Cassie for short) or Taylor and if it is a boy we were thinking Joshua (Josh for short) or Michael (Mike for short). We're going to decide which one when the baby is born and we know the gender.

In the past few months I have been papped quite a few times and published in the teenage magazines. Shout and Top Of The Pops were two of the magazines that I was in, they were only small articles and nothing to worry about but when James heard about the articles he rang me up straight away to make sure I was alright and I wasn't be harassed or anything. To be honest the paps and fans have left me alone throughout most of this pregnancy. I did go out with James' parents and Sophie not long ago and a few fans started crowding and pushing us but James's family took control and managed to get the fans to back of slightly so that the baby and I wouldn't get hurt. After that #DontMobEmma was trending worldwide for about four hours. Since then I've had the odd fan come up now and then but I haven't been mobbed which is brilliant. I'm quite glad actually because when I did get mobbed I was terrified in case someone hurt the baby. When we got back to the car I literally burst into tears. I've been very emotional.

I have started getting heart burn because the baby is growing. I've also noticed that I am getting a bit more short of breathe which is a bit annoying. Furthermore my sleeping pattern has completely gone out of the window but there again I should get used to this because when the baby does arrive I will be up most of the night feeding them and attending to its cries. So I guess right now is practice for not sleeping too well in the near future. Although saying that because of the troubles I am having sleeping it is making me quite grouchy. Other than that things are all good. The pregnancy is going well and life is good.

There is a knock on my house door followed by a voice calling my name. I know it's James' mum because she arranged to come around today so that I wasn't on my own.

"I'm in here Kelly." I call out from the living room.

"Hello sweetie how are you?" She asks as she comes into the room. I shift so she can sit down.

"I'm good, how are you?"

"Grand thank you. And how is the baby today?"

"Alright I think. Not long until we see its little face now."

"I know." She says excitedly. "Not long until James is back now. He texted me earlier saying he was on the plane and they're coming back to England. He didn't want to text you in case you were asleep and your phone woke you up." James has been so thoughtful lately it's amazing.

"Aren't they down south for a few weeks?"

"Yeah they are working their way up the country again but by the time you are due hey should be in Birmingham so you don't have to worry." She says knowing what I am thinking. "So what are we doing today? Films? Girly day?"

"That sounds brilliant." I smile widely.

"Then that's the plan." She laughs as she gets up to look at the DVDs. "So how about mean girls one and then two followed by the notebook and finally honey?"