Chapter 4 He's So Perfect... (Nessie's P.O.V.)

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by Isabellia1

by Isabellia1

I wake up to bright sunshine in Logan's arms. It's the ideal way of waking up on the first day of the new year.

"Morning, Sweetheart," Logan says, placing a kiss on my forehead, smiling happily.

"Morning, Honey," I reply, pulling him closer to me.

"We're gonna have a big year, welcoming our baby is what I can't wait for," Logan tells me.

"Hold on, Logie, we gotta wait for 9 months," I say, slapping his arm playfully.

"All right, Nessie," he sighs lightly. "Anyway, we'd better discuss the names for our child. I like the Polish tradition of giving a child a parent's first name as their second one, what do you think? I mean, you are Polish, I am Polish in a sense, too... It'd feel right."

"Okay, so Logan as the second name for a boy, Agnes for a girl, then," I say, smiling. "I think it'd be fair for our child to have names starting with both letters A and L."

"Then a first name for a boy would start with the letter A, for a girl - with L... Sounds perfectly fine," Logan smiles dreamily.

"One more rule," I say slyly. "I get to choose the first name for our baby if it's a girl, okay?"

"Sounds like you already have a name in mind," Logan says, winking. "Only if I get to choose a name if it's a boy."

"Deal," I smile.

Logan reaches for his phone quickly.

"I didn't post our video yet," he tells me. "Wanna watch it?"

"Yeah, of course," I reply, winking.

Logan presses the button, our voices start to sing.

"I love this song," I say, hugging my husband.

"I love it, too," he replies. "We sing it every year, but somehow this was the first time this song sounded complete to me."

Time flies quickly, it's January 3rd before I know it, the first day of recording new BTR album.

"It's time to get up, get up, get get get up

It's time to get up, get up, get get get up

It's time to get up, get up, get, get, get up
If you're tired of waiting
It's time to get up, get up, get, get, get up
If you hear what I'm saying
That we could have it all tonight
It's time to get up, get up, get, get, get up
If you're tired of waiting"

Logan's phone stops ringing as my husband switches the alarm off, yawning .

"I gotta hurry up," I hear him say reluctantly.

We must've missed a few alerts...

He runs to the bathroom for a quick shower. I go to our second bathroom to get ready. We meet downstairs to make breakfast. My husband's in such a hurry that we barely have a conversation.

"See you soon, Sweetheart, gotta go," he kisses my cheek before storming out, car keys in his hand.

I put the dishes and mugs inside our brand new washing machine.

As I make my way to the living room, I notice Logan's car keys sitting on the table.

I pick them up, then run towards the door. Only to see Logan drive off in my car.

I love Logan. He's so perfect... Especially when it comes to taking my keys when I need them...