Sir, I'm carrying your baby (Sequel to 'Mate, whats that sir?)

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I grabbed myself a drink of water and sipped it down, feeling completely and utterly sick. It had been nearly two weeks since the doctor had came too see me, so I've got two more weeks left until my baby comes. I'm still shocked at the fact the pregnancy isn't that long to be honest. I kind of feel abit like a mutant. 

I looked down at my bump, which now looked about ready to explode. I rubbed it as I bent over in pain again and said soothing words to it. When i do, the pain seems to go away and make little fluttery feelings. Dad said that's the baby just kicking me. Whatever my little one is doing, I sure do enjoy it when they do it. 

I sat back down in the living room with a box of ice cubes and switched on Friends, eating them. Hey, don't judge me. Im craving them and I can keep much else down. I yawned and rubbed my stomache, as the doorbell rang. 

"Dad?" I called. 

No answer. He's probably gone out for a run. I sighed and pulled myself up, pushing on my aching back. I pulled the door ajar and put my head through, too see Oliver stood there. My Oliver. If the truth be told, I really missed him. I love him so much...He looked knackered, like he hadn't slept for days. No Alice. he doesn't deserve forgiveness. I sighed and looked at him expectantly.

"Well?" I asked him, annoyed. 

"How are you?" He asked me softly. 

"We're fine" I told him bluntly, wincing as the baby turned again.

He looked at me with concern laced through his eyes. 

"It's fine, little one's just getting himself comfortable" I said, feeling the need to reassure him. 

He looked at me confused. 

"You're only three weeks gone Alice" He said as though I was being dramatic. 

I unchained the door and opened it fully,  to show him that his three week old baby was actually nearly nine months old. He looked at the big purple orb shocked and looked back at my face. 

"Yeah, I know" I said, rubbing it. 

There was silence while it sunk in and he shook his head. 

"How?" He asked. 

"It's complecated" I muttered. 

He shook his head and took a step closer. My breath caught in my throat and I felt the all too familiar  butterflys and shocks he sent me when we were close together. I couldn't tare my eyes away from him. He cupped my cheek and I leant in in-volantarily. I breathed in his scent and he kissed me on my lips. I kissed him back and fireworks exploded all around us. I felt like the innocent little girl again the first day that I met him.