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Wesley imagine for Jolie~Bella :)

Jolie!!! :) Hey so I kind of changed the story idea up a little, just warning you, I hope you like it!(:

You look down at the plastic white stick that's resting on your sink, the evil + sign starring back at you.  

You sigh. "How will I tell Wes..." You whisper to yourself.  

You step out of the bathroom and tip toe down the stairs to the living room where you find Wes sitting on the couch. He's writing like usual, he's been writing like crazy for the past 3 weeks, trying to figure out a song for Emblem3's new album.

"Wes...." You whisper shyly.

"Not now babe, I almost have the chorus figured out and I can't lose it." Said Wes, paying no attention to you.  

"Wesley, its um.....its kind of important and-"

"Jolie!" He snapped which made you jump a little. "I need to finish this song, You know I have to. So please just be quiet so I can?! I don't need stupid, annoying distractions...." He drifted off and went back to his music.

You sigh nervously, "Please Wes, you haven't talked to me in weeks and-"

"Holy shit Jolie! Just please shut the fuck up! I need you to stop trying to be the fucking center of attention and be queit!" He shouted at you.

His last remark pushed you to your limit and you could feel your cheeks burning red from anger. "Excuse me?!" You snapped at him without thinking.

You walked over to the couch. "Ok listen I'm really trying hard to tell you that your going to be a fucking fath-"

Suddenly you were on the floor.

Your right cheek began to sting as you quickly cupped it. Tears began to form in your eyes as you looked up at Wesley who was standing over you.

After he has realized what he had done, he was quickly on the floor next to you trying to help you up, but you push him away from you and run to the bathroom.

You quickly lock the door behind you and go over to the mirror.

A deformed, red hand print was imprinted on your right cheek. You cautiously ran your fingers over it and flinched at the pain.

You lean up against the wall and slowly slide to the ground. Then sit there, cupping your cheek, whimpering quietly to yourself.  

Soon there were small, soft knocks on the door.  

"Jolie?" Wes's silky voice asks through the door.

You don't answer.

Suddenly the lock turns and the door opens. He cautiously walks in and and just looks down at you.

"Jolie.....You don't know what how incredibly sorry I am. I don't know what over came me, and I get if you want to leave.....but just know, I love you."

You look up at him with sympathy, still holding cheek.

You slowly get up to your feet.

"Wesley, I love you too. I'm willing to forgive you but please, you have to be more patient with me. All you do is write and be with the boys now. We don't talk anymore. I get your serious about your career but......" You sigh and look down.

Wesley grabs your chin, making you look up at him. Then he generally leans forward and pecks you softly on the lips. He runs he thumb over your swollen right cheek and mouths the words "I'm so sorry."

You grab his arm and hug him. He immediately hugs back.

"Wesley." You say into his shoulder. "I'm pregnant."

His grip tightens around you.  

"What?" He asks in a small soft voice.

You let go of him and look at him. "Your going to be a father."

You feel your body relax when Wes smiles and begins to hug you again. "Jolie. that's amazing." He chuckles.

You giggle.

"I love you, Jolie."  

"I love you too, Wes."

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