Okay let me just start off by saying, this is not how I pictured my life going. My name is Emmarie Ethridge. I am 19 and hardly ready to live in this world of adulthood I'm being thrown into. At the moment I live in a town in Colorado named Loveland...
I woke up to about a million new Twitter, Instagram, and Snapchat notifications. Not only were my fans freaking out about what I had posted, so were my friends.
Not many people knew that Emma was pregnant before I posted the picture last night. Mostly just our family's and Cam. So it was news to many people in my life. Most comments I got from friends were supportive but there were a few that were confused and mad. I don't really care to even pay attention to the hate, my main focus from this day on is Emma and my daughter.
I got up out of bed, it felt great to wake up in my old room, at home. It was still pretty early in the morning so I expected Emma to still be asleep. I walked out to the living room and decided I would clean up the apartment before she woke up.
I finished cleaning which only took about an hour, she was still asleep, which was a little upsetting at this point. I just wanted to wake her up so I could spend time with her.
I was just going to wake her up, its already 8 anyways...
I made one of her favorite breakfast smoothies and went to tap on her door, I didn't get a response so I slowly opened her door to see her still passed out. I waked over to the side of her bed and sat down next to her. I rubbed circles on her back trying to wake her gently.
She groaned a little as she tossed and turned in her bed, "Morning sunshine," I said kissing her forehead.
She stretched her small arms out yawning, "what time is it?"
I leaned over turning her phone on to check, she had 3 'New Messages' from Ethan. I ignored it. "8:12"
"Grayson! Its way too early for me! Its sleepy time!" She cutely snuggled her face into the blankets.
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"Oh come on! I made you breakfast, and I really want to spend time with you, I've missed my girl..." She looked up to me debating what she would say next.
"Well," She pushed out her lips making a weird type of debating face, "Lay down with me?" I was surprised she was up for that, maybe my tweet did help. She pulled the blankets back so I could jump under them next to her.
"Are you sure you're okay with that?" She told me she wanted space, this was defiantly not space...
Emma nodded towards me. I laid down facing her back but making sure to stay far enough away. She didn't like that, Emma sat up grabbing both my hands and pulling my arms around her. She pushed her body back into mine, "I miss cuddling in the mornings..." she said quietly, but loud enough for me to hear.
"Me too..."
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Emma's POV
I was woken up once again, but this time not by Grayson, by the little brat in my tummy. She has been moving around and kicking so much lately. Mostly when I'm around her daddy, maybe she could sense him, or maybe she felt the butterflies Grayson had recently been causing. Either way I think her movements were due to happiness, which made me happy. I woke up wanting to be around Grayson today, I felt less hate for him, and more love.
