What next?

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DANIELS P.O.V



I stood by the door to the bathroom.

"Can you let me in please?" I asked.

I got no answer and heard Em throw up.

"Please," I asked again.

The lock clicked and I opened the door. Em was crouching over the toilet with her eyes closed.

"Please don't hate me," she said opening her eyes to look at me.
"Why would I hate you?" I asked.
"Because we are not married and I'm pregnant," she said looking away.
"How can I hate you? I think it's amazing," I said.
"You do?" She asked looking up at me.
"It great," I said walking over to her. "But what do you think?"
"I've always wanted children, I just don't want to mess up like my mum did," she said.
"You could never mess up, I know our baby will love you," I said crouching down next to her.

She looked away and a tear slid down her cheek.

"What if we are not ready?" She asked.
"It'll be fine," I said rubbing her arm.
"But what if we stuff up, and our baby hates us," she said.

He breathing was now coming out in short sharp breaths.

"Calm down baby," I said.

She lent over the toilet and was sick again. I grabbed her hair and rubbed light circles on her back until she finished.

"Can we go to bed now?" She asked.
"Come here," I said helping her stand up.

She groaned as her stomach flipped again.

"It's ok baby," I said rubbing her stomach and leading her back I to the bedroom.

She laid down on the bed and I gently took off her shoes. I pulled the covers of her and she closed her eyes, exhaling deeply.

"Goodnight honey," I said laying down next to her.
"Night," she said as I rubbed my hand over her stomach.

Her breathing evened out and she was finally sleeping. This is where I belong, with the most beautiful women on earth, starting a family of our own.

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