You should have known
The price of evil
And it hurts to know
That you belong here, yeah
No one to call
Everybody to fear
Your tragic fate is looking so clear, yeah
Ooh, it's your fucking nightmare
Nightmare - Avenged Sevenfold
Peyton's POV
"Babe, hurry up." Matt called and I looked in the mirror and groaned.
It was easy for him to want to hurry, to want to go out, he didn't look like he'd just eaten a huge meal.
"Do we have to?" I called back, hoping he would say, Nah let's stay home.
"Come on." He said coming into the bathroom where I was standing.
"I don't feel like going." And that was the truth.
"Peyton, come on." He said, walking behind me and putting his arms around me. "You have to go, but I swear we won't be late."
"Can't we just go to the party, I mean do we really need to go to dinner first?" I asked, because I was glad to skip dinner, looking at my stomach, I did not need dinner.
"No we can't skip dinner." He said smiling at me in the mirror. "It's only you and me babe and we'll call in quickly to the party on the way home, okay?"
I groaned. "I suppose so."
"Besides, I organised dinner before this stupid party anyway." He murmured, kissing my neck.
"I look like I just ate a huge meal." I moaned. "I look fucking fat and horrible."
"Is that was this is about, you not wanting go." He asked me. "Because you think you look fat?"
"Yes and I feel like a whale." And I did feel like a whale. I was only sixteen weeks and I knew it was going to get so much worse.
"Peyton." Matt said turning me around. "You do not look like a whale babe." He kissed softly and I closed my eye's. "You look beautiful and you look pregnant."
"That's because I am." I pointed out.
"Exactly and at the party tonight, everyone will know." And there was his motive for going to the party, he wanted to tell everyone about the babies. "So let's go or we'll be late for the reservations."
I shook my head and followed him out, grabbing my purse and as we walked to the car I began to doubt my choice of outfits.
"This dress is too tight." I mumbled, looking down at my stomach that was sticking out.
"Peyton stop." Matt said unlocking the car. "You look perfect, now get in."
I got in and did up my seatbelt. "I don't know why dinner is such a big deal."
"Peyton, for god sake stop." Matt snapped, starting the car. "I want to take you out okay, geez stop complaining."
I looked at him, ugh now I was going to cry.
"Babe. God." He said grabbing my hand. "Don't cry, you look beautiful, perfect and I just want to take you out baby, that's all."
I nodded and wiped my cheeks. "Hormones." I sobbed.
