His Anti-Social Heart~ Tucker Boner/IIJERIICHOII FanFic

Epilogue

-His Anti-Social Heart-
-Epilogue-

Anastasia's POV~

Everything seemed so perfect.

Tucker and I got married after we finished college, and boy was college hell.

It was beautiful the way Tucker asked me to marry him.

He told me more about his past and his nightmares, nightmares of his father he use to have before he met me.

He set me up a beautiful dinner for two at the beach.

The sun was setting and he told me to turn around, when I did, every one of our friends was there holding a banner that said, "I love you, but will you turn around again?"

I was nervous that Tucker would drop a bucket of water on me since we have been doing pranks on each other.

Before we did a prank we would say, "I love you but..." and then we do our prank.

This time however, he was down on one knee and asked me to marry him.

I, of course said yes.

After a year when we officially were married, we tried to have a baby, it didn't work.

The next year, we tried again and it didn't work.

I was beginning to think I couldn't have children, that I wasn't capable of doing so.

This year, I was depressed. I was starting to think I was useless in life.

Tucker was being a charmer and did everything he could to seduce me.

It worked, I eventually fell in love all over again with him, and we had sex like never before.

God, he's so good in bed.

I threw up a week after and I was so excited.

I've done research with pregnancy and I know that this is a sign.

"Tucker!" I yell for my husband as I continue to vomit.

Jesus, this doesn't stop.

"What's wrong-- Oh shit!" Tucker panicked, "I-uh- what do I do?!"

"Call--" I vomit, "Doctor"

As I continue to gross myself out, Tucker called the doctor and was able to make an appointment today.

Once I stopped vomitting, Tucker took me to the hospital.

He brougt a bag, saying in case I feel like vomitting again.

He doesn't want his brand new car to get ruined and for that I just purposely want to vomit.

We entered the hospital and went to a room we were sent to.

Few minutes later, the doctor came in.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Quorim, please lie down and reveal your stomach"

I nodded and did so, Tucker held my hand.

I bit my mail, hoping that I am pregnant.

Tucker had my hand against his lips, staying like that, not moving an inch.

"There it is..." Dr. Quorim said, "Congratulations"

"I'm a dad..." Tucker said quietly at first and then yelled in excitement, "I'm going to be a dad!"

I sighed in relief, I'm so happy.

Years trying and we finally were able to do it.

We went home and when we did, we were screaming with joy.