Jiley and TRITTANY Oneshots

It's Too Soon (Never Been Mine Part 3)

After deciding that a new relationship and a pregnancy don't mix very well, Trevor and Brittany put their romance on hold - and an early arrival causes some trouble.

Trevor's POV
I tucked my car keys into my pocket as I approached the apartment door and stopped, balancing the tray of the Starbucks I had picked up on the way here in one hand. When I got to the correct door, I triple checked the time, making sure it was a safe to drop by. 12:45. I wasn't really too sure what wasn't a safe time to drop by - and it wouldn't be unlikely that she could be asleep right now - especially if she was having trouble sleeping at night again. Before I could second guess my decision to come here, I knocked on the hard wood door and waited.

I was prepared to wait for a while. If Brittany was sat on the couch or in bed, which it was likely she was since she couldn't do much else, it took a considerable amount longer for her to hop up to answer the door than it would've been for her to do so even a few months earlier. In fact, the last time I was here hanging out with her, we had been laughing over how much she had struggled to stand up just to go to the bathroom, which was another thing she had been doing a lot of when I had last been here too.

However, she didn't come to the door. Instead a few seconds after I had knocked, I heard her voice coming from inside the apartment.

"It's open," she called softly, only just loud enough that I could here.

I smiled to myself and turned the doorknob, letting myself into her apartment. Once I was in, I set the Starbucks cups down on the hall table and closed the door behind me. The apartment smelled of coffee, which meant someone had been here visiting, and perfume that belonged to Brittany. Once the door was closed, I retrieved the coffee cups and went walking down the hallway again to find her.

I could hear a TV on somewhere in the apartment. It was more likely to be coming from the living room, however I stuck my head inside Britt's bedroom door just to check she hadn't decided not to get up again today. Like I had predicted, the curtains were open and the bed had been made inside her furnished room - and the TV screen was blank. As I came back out of there, preparing to head for the living room again, she spoke up.

"Is that you Vic?" she asked playfully.

I furrowed my brow, smiling as I walked into the doorway of the living room. Brittany was sat in the middle of the grey fabric couch, facing the TV. She had her head turned in my direction however, her face lighting up and her smile growing in surprise as I stepped into view.

"Sorry to disappoint," I chuckled.

Brittany had her back against the back of the couch, propped up on cushions and one of the pillows from her bedroom. I focused on her face first, seeing the way her eyes had lit up upon my arrival. Her skin was the same colour that her makeup made it when she was wearing any. Her short blonde hair was framing her face in loose curls, her bangs pinned back on the left side. I could see the small diamonds of her earrings through her hair. She was wearing in a burgundy dress which had a round neckline and covered her shoulders in the way a short sleeved t-shirt would. I noticed a silver locket around her neck. Her feet were up on the coffee table in front of her, her small legs covered by thick black tights and nothing on her feet. All of these things that I noticed about Brittany were things that I noticed way after my eyes had been drawn to the ever-growing bump beneath the red fabric of her dress. When she was sat down, slouching slightly, her bump seemed to reach the bottom of her chest because she was getting so big. It had only been a couple of weeks since we had hung out and already she was noticeably bigger again.

"Oh hey!" she said brightly, sitting up slowly. "Sorry, Vic said she would stop by this weekend. I thought she may have come on her way back from her parents' place."