Those Kisses Weren't Just For Practice

Chapter Six: Looks Pretty, Smells Like Fish

A/N Sorry for time jumps! And definite SMUT WARNING!!! (Towards end of chapter though) Starts at <><><><><><> Emily's Birthday<><><><><><>

~Two Months Later~

EMILY'S POV

It's just know hitting me that we have two babies on the way. Ali and I are going apartment hunting today. Little e bit more like house hunting but, eh. We need a three bedroom. Two bedroom will work but I prefer three. I used to hate sharing a room with my sister. Ali has staying at my house because my parents are in Texas for three months. I love having her here. It's exactly how it will be in our little home. That is if her mom lets her move in with me. But, her parents love me so I doubt they'll have a problem with it. We leave at noon and its eight thirty. I'm lying in bed with Ali asleep beside me. She looks peaceful. Stress free. I mean, I love her stressed, I do. Okay take that back, maybe not love her stressed but I definitely love every aspect of her. But boy, a stressed Ali that's jacked up on hormones and five months pregnant. Not. A good. Mix. Lately, she's been stressed about her body. Which, as I tell her, every two hours, is beautiful with or without two babies in her belly. She wears sweatshirts or big jackets everywhere. Which is so not like Ali. But only at home is where she doesn't care and wears tank tops and shorts. It would be a lie if I said the shorts don't make her ass look good. She's wearing a pink and black polka dot sports bra and matching pajama pants. God, I love this girl. I put my hand on her stomach and she jumps a little. I get a little quieter while talking to the babies.

"Hey guys, well I hope girls but hey, whatever works. Now, I want you to grow to be healthy and strong like your mama but stay small still. I'm doing what I can to keep the stress off your mommy about her body because it is be-you-ta-full, but you guys are stressing her out man. So, stay small but be healthy. I love you guys."

ALISON'S POV

I start to wake up after I feel a hand on my stomach, I know its Emily's because it's cold and soft. I hear her voice get quiet while talking, I'm guessing to the babies.

"Hey guys, well I hope girls but hey, whatever works. Now, I want you to grow to be healthy and strong like your mama but stay small still. I'm doing what I can to keep the stress off your mommy about her body because it is be-you-ta-full, but you guys are stressing her out man. So, stay small but be healthy. I love you guys."

She is the sweetest person in the world. And hell yeah I'm stressed about my body, not really about how big I will get but more about stretch marks. I'm worried Em wont find me pretty anymore with stretch marks. I hear her talking again.

I finally open my eyes and speak "Babe..." I say but its barely audible "Em." I try again and it works! Yay!

"Hey, you." She says as she kisses me. "You hungry?"

"Ummm, Always." I say with a laugh

"Alright." She says as she gets up. "You coming?"

"Yea, yea, I'm coming." I say as I sit in the bed. 'Your mama's crazy' I tell my unborn children

By the time I make it down stairs I can smell bacon already on the stove. I go up behind my beautiful girlfriend and wrap my arms around her waist. "Mmm. Smells good." I say.

"Yea, yea. Sit down." She says as she turns around and kisses my forehead. She hands my a glass of orange juice and a little cup of pills. Vitamins actually. Prenatal. Sometimes, I forget the babies are in my belly and not Em's. She takes care of the vitamins every morning and makes appointments. It's crazy. Next week, we find out the gender. Blah blah blah.