"Yes," I cried onto Liam's shoulder. He patted my back and rubbed it in a comforting way. "Louis we've got to tell mum."
"FaceTime," Louis shouted showing of his phone. My mum had been watching. After we all calmed down the guests left us at the beach. We were going to sleep there tonight. I watched the stars aligning with Liam's fingers entwined with my own.
He kissed the top of my forehead. "I love you baby girl, I love you so much, I want a life with you, I want a family, whatever we will have in the future I want it," he cooed to me.I wanna lay in his arms, looking at this beautiful view for my entire life.
"I love you too." I can't reply anything else. I have nothing to say since I'm not pregnant. We will have to try again. Make love, not lust, this time.
That's just what we did. On the sand at the beach.
*
It's been a month since the engagement. I woke up in Liam's tight grasp, skin touching skin. "Good morning, princess," Liam whispered in my ear. I stood up and ran into the restroom. I felt the familiar taste in my mouth and I threw up.
I felt Liam's hand wrap around my hair, pulling it out of my face. When I was finished I brushed my teeth. "Babe, we're going to the hospital, you've been throwing up every morning for two weeks!"
"Ughhh," I groaned. We drove to the hospital and I made Liam sing "You & I" to me. We went hand and hand into the hospital. I sat on the right of Liam waiting for my last name to be called. "Tomlinson, Lottie."
Liam's hand gripped mine harder when she said my last name. We walked to a room and I told her some of my problems. Sickness, nausea, fatigue. "When was your last period?"
Then it hit me, "I haven't had it in a while," I answered shyly. She put a stethoscope against my tummy. "A heart beat."
