Chapter 7 - Names

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Louisa's P.O.V

I inhaled the familiar Los Angeles air and stretched my arms.

"Home, finally." I muttered under my breath.

Anton opened the door and I saw some huge bags near the kitchen counter.

He closed it after we got in, I heard the refrigerator door close.

I saw Arkadi taking a bite from his sandwich. When he saw us his eyes widened.

Anton sighed, "Is that a bacon sandwich?" He face palmed, I giggled.

Arkadi nodded and swallowed the sandwich in his mouth. "Make me another one please." Anton carried the bags upstairs while I stayed downstairs.

I coughed and sat on the couch. Maybe I should tell Ark.

"Hey, Arkadi."

"Mhmm?" He raised his eyebrows as he took another bite from his sandwich.

"Uhhhh.."

"I'm....i'm pregnant."

Arkadi choked, "Oh God," I rushed to him and gave him a glass of water. I patted his back.

He placed his leftover sandwich on the counter near the sink. He gulped, "You serious, sis?" I laugh every time he calls me sis.

"Yeah." I nodded

"Holy shit." He whispered to himself.

"What?" I laughed nervously

"I'm gonna be an uncle!" He shouted.

I heard footsteps, "Geez Ark, calm down." Anton covered his ear.

Anton paused,

"W-What.." Anton was trying to figure out what I told Arkadi.

He chuckled, "You told him, huh?"

I nod.

Arkadi wiped something off from his lip.

"Well, I should unpack upstairs aaaaand I guess I'll see you guys later."

He ran to the stairs, "Don't do anything... weird, okay?"

"Okay? What 'weird' thing will we do anyway?" I raised a brow and chuckled

"Something." Arkadi smirked

He then continued running up the stairs,

"Oh God," I sighed as I crash/lay on the sofa

"Something wrong?" Anton sat next to me

I moved closer to him and lay my head on his lap, "I just can't believe I'm pregnant."

"And I really hope that the nightmares will go away." I added

"What do you think?" Anton smirked

"What do I think what?" I became nervous

"Is it a boy or a girl?" He looked down on my tummy

"Oh..." I smiled nervously

"Well, I really hope it's a girl." I stare at the ceiling thinking about what the child would look like.

"What will we name her?" He caresses my cheek

I can feel the goosebumps growing, I love it when he does that. But holy shit it does make me blush.

"Ellen?" I thought about what I just said

Ellen Zaslavski? No.

"Wait, wait that does not fit Zaslavski." I laughed at myself, Anton chuckled.

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