Bullied by Luke Hemmings #wattys2015

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8 months had passed and I was looking like a whale. I never saw Luke again. I saw him on TV occasionally but that was about it.
I looked in the mirror and I had a huge stomach.
"2 months to go little one" I whispered but then I looked more..I was wearing Luke's old t-shirt. I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. It was Joe, he was from Britain and was is very famous on YouTube and he was also my boyfriend.

"Morning Joseph" I teased and giggled.

"Don't call me thatttt" he whined. I laughed and walked downstairs and made breakfast and everywhere I turned was memories of Luke. I can't move on without getting rid of these things but at the same time I don't want to move on. It's complicated.

"Katherine?" Joe asked standing beside me.

"Hm?" I asked and he got down on one knee. Oh jeez..

"Katherine Howell I have wanted to ask you this since day one, will you marry me?" He asked holding the most beautiful ring. Oh my god.

"As much as I'd like to..I can't..I'm so sorry..there's something.." I explained and he stormed out. Great. Just great! I tried to go after him but he'd gone. Just like my waters.

I fell to my knees and held my stomach.

"Shit! Help!!" I cried and my neighbour Elise came in and thankfully she's a midwife.

"Breathe kath breathe" she soothed and helped me on the sofa and checked me over. "We need to deliver this baby here, ok sweetie you need to push"

"I-I-I can't.." I sobbed.

"Well if you want your baby to live, you will" she said and with the next contraction I pushed as hard as I could.

After many many pushes I heard the most beautiful sound which was my babygirl crying. She was placed in my arms and my face lit up like a Christmas tree as soon as we made I contact.

Later in hospital, it came to the decision of a name, her name was going to be different. I know!

"Lyric" I stated and the doctor looked at me with great confusion but then she smiled.

"It's beautiful Miss Howell" she said and left.

From then on I knew life was going to be tough but yet easy now I have my bundle of joy who's father I have yet to forget. But do I want to forget him....