Part 35

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"Are you ok? Is the baby ok?" Aston asked down the phone. Today, he was at the studio's again so he was phoning me to check on me.

"I'm fine and so is the baby." I laughed.

"Good, good, listen, I'm taking you out tonight."

"What? Where?" 

"It's a surprise." he said, judging by his voice, It was obvious he was smirking.

"Oh, I don't like surprises." I sighed.

"I know, I know, but It's only once."

"Hm, ok then, what should I wear?" 

"Something nice but simple, casual." he said.

"Okie dokie, guess I'll go decide on something." I laughed.

"Yeah, you'd better, we all know how long you take to choose something." he joked.

"Shut up you." I giggled.

"Hm, anyway, what you doing?" he asked. 

"I was sitting eating ice cream but now I'm in our room choosing something to wear."

"Save me some? Aha, babe, I have to go, our breaks over." he sighed.

"Oh, ok, see you tonight."

"Yeah, you will, bye, I love you."

"Bye Ast, I love you too." I replied before hanging up.

I threw my phone on the bed and walked over to the wardrobe. I looked at all my dresses, I had loads. I didn't want a revealing one or a tight one because of my bump so I chose some of the baggier ones. After a while of deciding, I chose a one shoulder dress with a flared sleeve. The bottom had different coloured animal prints and the top was flowers. It had all different colours; blue, purple, black, brown, teal and white. I hung it up on the door and decided on some plain black ballerina shoes to go with it. It was only 2pm and Aston wouldn't be back until 5 so I had about an hour before I had to get ready. I sat on the bed just reading through twitter when a call came through.. 'mum'. I sighed and decided on whether to pick it up. She only ever called when she was coming over or to ask if I was. 

"Hello." I said, answering the phone.

"Oh, hi honey, how are you?" she asked.

"I'm good, thanks, how are you?"

"I'm really good thank you dear, so you been up to much?"

"No, not really, what about you?" I didn't want to tell her about been pregnant. I'd tell her next time I saw her.

"Oh, erm, well we visited your brother, he has a girlfriend now, oh, she's lovely, then we visited your sister, she's doing good for herself, she has a boyfriend too, they're both settling down now. And well, your little brother and sister have been the same as always" she gushed. She always liked to brag about them and how well they'd done for themselves and to be honest, I didn't really care. My older brother, Ethan, is 27. My older sister, Charlotte, is 24. My younger brother and sister were twins, Dylan and Ruby, they're both 10. 

"Oh yeah? That's great." I said. 

"Yeah, it is, so we were wondering, can we come visit you?" I closed my eyes, great.

"Urm, yeah I guess." I mumbled.

"Oh great, so do you still live in the same place?"

"Erm, no, I moved in with my boyfriend."

"Aw, darling, you have a boyfriend?"

"Yeah, I do, listen mum, I have to go, I'm going out tonight." 

"Ok love, I'll call you or something and we can sort out when we can come."

"Ok mum, bye." 

"Bye darling."

I sighed and threw my phone on in front of me on the bed and ran my fingers through my hair. Brilliant. She was always one to brag about her kids so she'd talk about Ethan, Charlotte, Dylan and Ruby a lot. Then move on to me, then when she'll find out I'm pregnant.. that'll be... fun? I got off the bed and had a quick shower. I dried my hair and put some make up on, leaving my hair down, slightly curled. I slipped my dress on and grabbed my handbag filling it with stuff like my phone, purse, keys, lip gloss etc, etc. By the time I'd finished it was quarter to 5 so Aston would be back in 15 minutes. I sat down and waited for Ast to come. There was a knock on the door, I frowned, who would knock on the door? I opened it to see Ast stood there-he was wearing white pants and a denim top, the top few buttons open showing his chest-holding a rose.

"You ready babe?" he grinned, holding his hand out for me.

"Of course I am." I grinned, taking his hand and following him out the house. 

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