"You're pregnant Mrs. Tomlinson, It's positive." I gasped. "That's great!" Liam seems very excited about this. "You're actually about a month and a half since you've been pregnant." That's why I've been getting fatter.
Me and Liam left soon after. We sat in the living room. "Giving birth will be so PAYNEful," I joked. Damn, I crack myself up. Liam laughed so hard. A beautiful laugh really. I laid my head on Liam's shoulder. He rested his hand right on my stomach.
When we woke we ate some cereal. Yummy. "We really need to tell our parents." Liam smiled. A fake one. "Are you okay," I asked him. "My family died two years ago in a plane crash." I never knew this! "Oh my gosh I'm so sorry baby."
"No it's fine, really, I never told you so it wasn't your fault," He said a few tears sliding down his red cheeks. I got out of my seat and sat on his lap, straddling him. The pad of my finger brushed a wet tear from his burning cheek.
"We will take this child, start a new family, every thing will turn out okay baby, every dream of mine will come true," I said with a half smile. Tears formed in my eyes and tears were already all over his face. He pressed his lips against mine. I could taste a hint of mint and a little bit of salt from the tears.
I put my head in the crook of his neck. I planted little kisses on it. We stayed like this for an hour.
I told all my family and they were all happy. I can here the footsteps already.
