The Sun [Book 3] (Adam Levine FanFic)

Chapter 34

-Adam's P.O.V.-

"Is white and pastel blue ok with you still?" Whiskey asks me.

I nod,"Of course. What ever you want."

"Good, cuz' it's too late to change your mind," She says smiling.

"We're here," The planner says as she stops the car. We get out and follow her into the Shutters on The Beach hotel. I grab a hold of Whiskey's hand as we try and keep up with the planner. It's been almost 8 and a half months since we booked this place and finally the day is in two weeks.

"So here we'll ha-"

"I trust that everything will be perfect. Can we go look around?" Whiskey asks her ever so politely.

"Oh, um of course, we can meet back here in an hour," The planner says as she heads off into the direction of the bar.

"Come one, I want to go look at the beach,"Whiskey says, pulling me towards the ocean.

We take off our shoes and walk along the beach.

"You know, I'm glad we're doing this. I really am," I whisper to her.

She looks up at me and smile,"I am too. You know the kids just won't stop talking non-stop about it."

"I know, when I'm gone, Sydney calls me everyday telling me how excited she is," I tell her wrapping my arm around her.

"What do you think, I like it," Whiskey says as we stop and look over the ocean.

"I love it, it's almost as beautiful as you," I whisper in her ear."I'm glad you picked it out."

"Just imagine, in two weeks we're going to be stand on this beach, exchanging vows," She says, her arms around my neck, with her hand stroking my hair.

"I can't wait to finally call you my beautiful wife," I whisper.

She kisses me very tenderly,"Do you wanna go get a drink?"

I nod and we go back to the hotel and go to the bar, and not surprisingly the planner is sitting there drinking some fruity drink.

"So how do you guys like it?" She asks us.

"We still love it!" We say in unison. We look at each other and laugh.

The planner rolls her eyes,"Young love."

"I guess it is young, we've been together almost 10 years, sorta of,"Whiskey says laughing as I order for us.

The planner almost spits out her drink,"10 years? you two? how did you do it?"

"Well," Whiskey starts but then she doubles over,"Holy shit."

"Oh my gosh I didn't know you're pregnant!" The wedding planner says and we both look at her confused.

She points at Whiskey's pants,"Her water broke."

My jaw drops and I drop my drink.

"No, no, I can't be pregnant, Adam can't have kids. Right?" She asks me.

I shrug confused,"Apparently I can."

"Shut up, and get me to a hospital I'm in fucking pain right now," She yells. By this time everyone stops and stares at us.

"Ok, ok," I say picking her up, I turn to the planner,"Can you get us to the nearest hospital?"

She nods and in moments we're speeding towards the nearest hospital.

"It's going to be ok Whiskey, hold on," I say holding her hand. I start to panic, what if, what if something goes wrong? What if... it's a miscarriage? I don't think I'll be able to deal with that.

"Whiskey, how did you not know you were pregnant?" I ask her.

"I have no fucking clue. All I know is that now I am and I'm going into labor," She says breathing. I can tell she's scared, probably worrying about the same thing as me. 

Finally we get to the hospital and the nurses take her to the maternity ward and this time I go with her. Afraid of being alone, and plus, I want to see at least one of my kids born.