16 & pregnant

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*Holly's P.O.V*

It's been 2 weeks and Bethany's baby shower is basically done. Everyone's invited. The decorations have been bought in prettiest light pink. It's going to be a surprise, and I'm not the best at keeping secrets, so keeping it was hard.

I had to make sure to stay away from her and avoid her the best as I can. I don't want to because she's going to overthink, she's a fucking professional at that. But you gotta do what you gotta do.

Today is actually the photoshoot. I have three outfits planned. All I have to do is get her out of bed and prepare her for this. "Bethany wake up!" I said throwing a pillow at her. She mumbled something under her breath and kept sleeping. "Bethany Sofia Rodriguez. Get the fuck up." She opened her eyes and lifted her head up. "There was no need to say my middle name."

"It got you up didn't it?" I smiled. "Now, go shower." I ordered her. "Why?" She asked. "Cause you smell like cow shit. Now go." She glared at me and got up to go to the bathroom. Once she did, I looked under the bed and took out the outfits I bought her. I also took out my makeup bag. She so lucky she has my amazing fashion sense.

Once she was out of the bathroom she looked at the outfit, then back at me. "Is there a problem, Bethany?" I crossed my hands. "No, Holly I'm just wondering what that outfit is for?" I laughed. "Who the fuck else, you're the pregnant one here." She rolled her eyes.

"What's it for?" She asked. "For my dick. Now, put it on. After this I have to do your makeup and hair." She squinted her eyes confused. I just threw the dress at her. "Now, Bethany." She put her hands up in defense and began to get dressed.

"Well isn't this a heck of a dress." I smiled. "I know right. Now sit your ass down I have to do your make up." She looked confused. "What, you don't know how to sit?" She rolled her eyes at me and sat down. I began doing her makeup. It was hard to find a look that would match all three outfits but since I'm a god, I picked the perfect look. It was very simple, yet eye catching.

I handed her a mirror. "Look at this work of art." I smiled. "Thank you." She flipped her hair. "I meant the make up." She glared at me. "Just kidding." Not. "This is really nice. But I still don't get why you did my makeup and wear such a fire dress." I grabbed her hand and showed her the shoes she will wear. "All will be revealed soon. Now put on the shoes." I ordered. She did as told and looked back up at me. "Now, we shall go."

"Where?" I laughed. "I said all will be revealed soon!" She jumped and made her way downstairs. "Cmon get in the car." I smiled. "Why?" She asked. "I said get in the fucking car!" She quickly opened the car door and got in the car then put her seatbelt on. "Perfect, let's go."

I started the car and turned on the radio. I really hope she loves it. She's been so bummed about the whole Cameron thing and the baby. I don't need her anymore sad then she already is. She's my best friend. Because of her I laugh a little harder, cry a little less, and smile a lot more. Where can you find that in a world filled of toxic.