#Someday Is Today (A Justin Bieber Pregnancy Story)

#2: "We're Even...For Now"

Okay, here's #2...i was forced into uploading, but WHATEEVVVERRR!

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 I got one step away, when a hand caught my wrist. I turned to see an angry Justin Bieber. He came forward and grabbed my face with his hands. His thumbs ran over my cheeks, “DON'T EVER SAY THAT.” “Say what?” I asked. “That you ruined my life!” he shouted. I looked down, but my face was forced back up. “You could NEVER ruin my life, because you ARE my life! You don't seem to realize that you probably just made me the happiest man alive right now.” I cried, “Your happy?” He smiled and kissed me. “Of course I am, why wouldn’t I be?” he asked. “Because everyone’s going to find out” I said. “Let them, your all that matters to me, and honestly I couldn’t see myself with anyone else. My fans will just have to except that. Face it, you were stuck with me from day 1 and I think everyone’s gotten used to the idea of me being taken” he smiled. I laughed and kissed him again, “I love you.” He laughed and suddenly was so overjoyed, I don't think I’ve ever seen him this happy.

                “I promise I'm gonna be the best daddy ever!” he said. My heart melted at that, and it melted even further when he pressed his face up to my stomach. “I love you too! And I promise that I’m gonna be the best daddy I can be!” he whispered. He stood up and hugged me again, before dragging me back to the couch. I sat down next to him and smiled. “SO you NEED to tell me EVERYTHING you know” he said. He was so excited, and it was cute. “Well I just found out last night” I said. He nodded, “Okayyyy…” I smiled, “All I know is that I have like 35 more weeks, I'm gonna be fat and I will probably have a craving for ice-cream and pickles.” He laughed and smiled some more. “Your cute you know” I said. He blushed, “I'm excited, aren’t you?” I laughed along with him, “Let me say this again! IM GOING TO BE FAT!” “Why do you say that?” he asked. “I'm already showing” I said. He looked down at my belly, “Can I?” I laughed again, “No Justin, as the father you cannot touch my belly!” He smiled and pushed up the fabric covering my stomach. I had the tiniest of baby bumps. You could just barley tell, but because I was so skinny, even the slightest change was noticeable. He placed his hand over my stomach lightly, his touch was warm. He looked up at me and smiled another brilliant smile.

                “Your mom set us up for a doctor’s appointment, probably sometime next week” I said. He nodded and lay down on the couch next to me. I snuggled up beside him, and we laid there, for what seemed like ever. “I just can’t believe it” I whispered. “I know…what ARE we going to do?” he asked. I shrugged, “Well your mom and your dad know, you know…I guess we should tell the team at the concert tonight.” He nodded, “It's best that they know too.” “When are we gonna tell the press?” I asked. “I don't think we really need to until you really start to show…or if someone catches us on the way to the doctors or something” he said. I laughed, “I can see the headlines now ‘Justin Biebers Baby having a baby?’” We laughed together. The bus must’ve stopped, because Pattie came walking up the steps. “Whatcha kids laughing about?” she smiled. We shook our heads and she shrugged. “We’re stopped at a gas station right now if you guys wanna get up and stretch your legs on solid ground” she said, then got up and left. Justin got up and started walking towards the door, when he stopped and extended a hand in my direction. “I don't think so” I smiled. He looked back confused. “Not that I don't think your hot, but I wouldn’t go out in public like that” I laughed. He looked down and his PJ’s then back up to me. “I thought this would be okay” he said, trying to play off the fact that he forgot. I stood and moved in the direction of the bedroom, “Whatever you say bed head.”

                I walked through the door and stepped out of the way right before he bolted through the door frame. I started laughing at him and went to run out into the kitchen area again, but I was caught. He pulled me laughing back into the room and tackled me onto the bed. “Don't tell me you don't like my hair!? Everyone likes my hair!” he laughed. I rolled over on top of him and straddled his waist. “Now, I never said that” I smiled. He rested his hands on my legs, smoothing over the skin with his thumbs, “Okay, if you say so.” “Now, can we get dressed and go outside?” I said. He nodded and I started to move off of him. He held onto my legs, rendering me immobile. “Please don't go, I like this position” he whispered. I laughed silently and bent down to kiss him lightly. It was sweet and lingering, “I know you do, trust me.” He blushed taken aback by my comment, and I used that to my advantage and stood up on the bed.

                I looked down at him, he was blushing. “Sweetheart, why am I the one making you blush?” I laughed. “Good question” he said, before sitting up and moving off the bed. I turned to face him still standing on the bed. He opened his arms, “Come on, I’ll help you down.” I walked over to him and he hooked his arms around my back. I managed to lock my legs around his waist and he moved his hands under my legs. I placed a kiss on his cheek, while wrapping my arms around his neck, “I love you.” “I love you too” he smiled in return. Turning towards the dresser, I felt him squeeze my ass. I gasped and blushed a deep cherry red. “Gotcha” he whispered. He let me to the floor and smiled devilishly. “Fair enough, were even for now” I laughed. He kissed me on the lips again. “Come on, everyone is probably wondering where we are” I laughed. He nodded and we each grabbed our clothes and changed.

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