My Teacher, My Lover (Cameron Dallas Fanfiction)

Part 40 - Epilogue

May 14, 2018

"And you may now kiss the bride."

I turn my head to look at Cam, as he stares back at me with his loving brown eyes. He blows me a kiss and I mirror his action. He winks at me with a slight smirk on his face and I roll my eyes, caressing my 35 and a half week old pregnant belly.

Matt had ask me when I got home the next day after we did it why I was smiling so big. I didn't tell him though because he might tell someone. We never know.

After a week of our 'love making' and me finding out that we didn't use protection, Cam and I decided to tell our parents at the same time. I would be lying if I told you that my dad didn't point his gun to Cam. Because he did and his mom didn't stopped him. But Sophie butted in and told everyone that I'm turning 18 soon. So my dad put his gun away but not before threatening Cam if he left me alone with our child he'd be dead.

Our child. It feels amazing to be able to call the baby ours. I might only be 18 and pregnant but at least I have the soon-to-be-the-father of my child beside me. At least he actually wanted this. He actually didn't forgot to use protection, he wanted this. We might not be married and it was illegal when we did it, but at least his committed of being a father.

On my 13-week of pregnancy, I started to show and food craving started to get worse. That's when Matt started to notice something especially when he got awaken from my morning sickness. When he walked in the bathroom while I was kneeling in front of the toilet, he just asked if I'm pregnant. I denied it at first but decided I should just tell him because I'll start to get bigger soon. He asked how long and I answered properly, about 3 months. I was surprised he didn't asked who the father was but instead teased me about how I got laid first that day before he did.

But he asked who the father was eventually. And I needed to tell him. He was surprised when I said Cameron but not really surprised that he got me pregnant. "It's about time," was his exact words.

And because of my food hormones, he gets our food for our dorm and during those food shopping, he met Monica, the girl who talked to me on my first Theatre Arts Class. She's been visiting us in our dorm once in a while after meeting Matt and it's been good having her company too.

On Cam and I's first anniversary, we watched movies in his apartment, just lying down in each other's arms with popcorn and chips to keep us full. It might not sound much but it is for me. That night was amazing. Just being in his company is good enough for me. And that's what I love about him. He makes the simplest dates to an amazing date and he doesn't complain when I asked questions about the movie while it's playing.

On my eighteenth birthday, I spent half of my day with Cam and family and the other half with Matt and Monica. Going to his apartment is not new to me anymore. I go there every weekend to stay over the night.

But he surprised me when he asked me to move in with him in his apartment. It was a big step for the both of us but of course I said yes. As long as there's no one to see us together outside the apartment, then we're good.

I've been staying with him for four months and I couldn't be more happier waking up to him talking to our unborn baby, telling them that he can't wait to have a baby girl. But I want a boy so he can be protective over his younger siblings.

Hearing loud claps interrupts me from some of the events that had happened during those almost nine months. I blink, turning my head as I saw my dad and Sophie walk down the aisle with a smile on their faces.

The wedding is just simple, black and white. And the gathering is small, just our family and friends back home were invited. I was surprised when my dad asked Cam to be the ring man and Sophie asked me to be one of her bridesmaid while Neveah was a flower girl. The bridesmaid and the flower girl wore black dresses while the bride has a white dress (duh!). Some wore lace, some strapless while I wore a One Shoulder mori lee Black Chiffon dress that stops mid-thigh. The boys wore a formal black and white suit.