M E A N D P E T E

I LOVE YOU

Today was the day I was going to tell Patrick, my ex, that I was pregnant. I put on a pair of leggings and an oversized sweater, even though there wasn't much of a bump. I looked at myself in the mirror while rubbing my stomach. In just a short nine months, I was going to pop a beautiful baby out. I felt myself start to smile.

"You look gorgeous. As always, Ash." Pete said from the doorway. I spun around. "Oh Peter." I gave him a quick peck on the lips. "We should get going babe." I said while looking in his eyes. "Your eyes are so pretty right now. Let me just stare at them?" He said while making me slightly uncomfortable with his stare. "You know how Patrick is when people are late." I said, walking away slowly backwards.

"Fiinnnnee", he whined, "but seriously. I hope junior gets your eyes." I blushed. "We will have to wait and see. Now, let's go!" I said while grabbing his arm and heading to the car. "Wait, Ashlyn. Here." Pete tossed me his black fedora and I stuck it on my head. "You look so cute." He said while his smile grew bigger.

Pete set one hand on my thigh and the other on the steering wheel. "Pete, babe, don't do that. You know the hormones have been making me sex crazy." I looked at him. He had a "oh shit" face. "Sorry. Forgot." He said, moving his hand on the wheel. He was blushing madly. And oh my. He drove me wild.

It was a short distance to Patricks from mine and Pete's house. So we were there within 10 minutes. His hand in mine, we walked up to Patricks door and knocked. Kae quickly opened the door and threw her arms around me. "I HAVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!!" She screamed in my ear. I laughed and screamed back at her. "I'VE MISSED YOU TOO!"

She moved away from me and hugged Pete. "I can't believe you guys are back together. Not in a bad way though. You were my OTP." She said with a warm smile. "Patrick! Bring Tate here!" She yelled again.

Within seconds Patrick was coming down the stairs with a little boy with orange poofy hair. "That's Tate?! He's adorable! Can I hold him?!" I said a little too excitedly. Patrick smiled. "Of course." He handed him off to me. "Hi Tate. I'm your auntie Ashlyn." He giggled at me and I instantly felt my heart warm. I couldn't wait to have my own child.

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"So what's the news?? You've kept me waiting!!" Patrick said while bouncing Tate on his leg on the couch. I gave Petes hand a squeeze and looked up at him. He gave me a huge smile. "I'm pregnant!" I exclaimed while Pete pecked my cheek. Kae started jumping up and down, which scared Tate a bit. "Holy smokes! Congrats!" I could tell Patrick was happy but there was something off.

Later in the night, Kae had to put Tate to bed and Pete was in the bathroom. I decided that I should talk to Patrick, alone. "Hey can we uh talk?" I asked nervously. He looked concerned. "Yeah sure. Outside?" I nodded and followed him to the backyard. "Whats up Patty? I can tell there is something wrong."

He didn't look at me, rather, his feet. "I'm happy for you. I know you wanted to be a mother. But I just thought- nevermind." He never acted like this. "Patrick, tell me. You know I care about you and love you. You can tell me anything." I said while lifting his chin. I moved it away as he started to talk again. "Okay. It's just that well- let me show you." He said while taking a deep breath.

In a nanosecond, his lips were against mine. My eyes eyes widen and hands shot back in shock. I didn't fight him though. I didn't even know what was happening. He finally let go, face completely red. "What the hell Patrick?!" is all I could say. "I love you, Ashlyn, still. I thought that I would be the father to your baby. Oh god this was so stupid. Don't tell Pete, please. Just forget about this." He shook his head and headed back inside.

I sat down on the grass, still shocked. What just happened? Did I just cheat on my boyfriend? Why?! I had to tell Pete, right? Do I want a part two to after telling him about Patrick being my dominant? Not really. I want him to trust me though. God fucking sakes Patty! Always making my life difficult.

I heard a door open and Pete come out. "Hey. Want to go? Wait, why are you out here?" I put on a fake smile. "To get some fresh air." He nodded and I followed him back inside. We said our goodbyes and soon were back at home. I pretended like I was okay on the ride home. Like I wasn't hiding anything. I think Pete believed me.

I laid on Pete in bed while watching Game Of Thrones at around 11, not really talking. I decided maybe I should tell him. If I didn't, I'd probably explode. "P?" I looked at him. "Hmm?" He said, still eyes glued to the tv. "I need to tell you something. Please don't go crazy, okay? I know how you can be and I'm scared you'll act like-" He stroked my face. "Just tell me", he laughed. "Pat-Patrick kissed me." He looked down at me. "What?" He look slightly mad and slightly confused.

"Patrick was acting strange so I talked to him, privately, while you and Kae were busy. He said that he loved me then that we should just forget it happened. I promise you I didn't indulge in it. I-" I felt my chest tighten with guilt. Tears came to the surface of my eyes. "I'm sorry Peter." Tears flowed down my face. I sat up in bed and faced the wall. I mumbled out "I'm such a fucking bitch" and "I ruin everything P" but Pete, he wasn't mad at me.

He got off the bed and kneeled down infront of me. "No no babe. It was Patrick. You didn't do anything wrong, okay. He kissed you, right?You don't ruin everything. I love you, Ashlyn." He stood up, kissed my forehead and held me in his arms. I sniffled out "I love you too". He looked back down out me and wiped my tears. "I think it's time for bed, okay?" I nodded at him.

I rolled over and laid back on the bed. Pete shut of the lights and tv then jumped in bed. I pulled up the blankets and cuddled up next to him. "Goodnight Peter." I said while kissing him on his nose. "Goodnight Ashlyn." He kissed my lips. "Goodnight junior." I felt Pete move under the sheets and my shirt lift up. He kissed my stomach. He was too cute. "I love you." He whispered onto my belly. "I love you, P."