The Good Bad Boy

Will be

Daniel's POV *one week later*

I wake up and roll Amy over so I can get up. She has a natural glow around her and she is absolutely stunning. I have a quick shower and make pancakes.

"Morning." She says as she sits by the counter.

"Morning." I say and pass her pancakes. "How are you?" I ask.

"Good." She says. "My mum is coming home today, the clinic called." She says and gives me a sad smile. I push some of her hair slightly back and I kiss her hairline.

"Where is she staying?" I ask.

"I don't know. I was going to ask but it was the receptionist who called and she didn't know. I think she will want to be at the flat but I don't know anything for sure." She says as she eats.

"When will she be discharged?" I ask.

"I was told to pick her up at twelve so in about three hours." She says.

"Do you want company?" I ask and she smiles at me, I take that as a yes.

We get ready slowly so we keep things calm. The last thing I want is for Amy to be under any extra stress. We get ready with an hour to spare so we cuddle on the sofa and start a movie. I check the time and sigh.

"It's time isn't it?" She asks.

"Yeah." I say sadly. She nods and stands up. She lightly rubs her temples.

"You ok baby?" I ask.

"Yeah, can you drive? I'm not feeling 100%" she says.

"Of course." I say and we get into my dad's car as it's the biggest. We drive to the clinic with only the slight noise from the radio. We get to the clinic at exactly twelve. Amy's mum is waiting in a wheelchair at reception. Amy signs some papers and we go to the car.

I pick up Amy's mum and put her in the back and I put the wheelchair in the boot. I get in the driver's seat again.

"So, where am I going?" I ask as I turn on the car.

"Mum?" Amy asks.

"The flat please dear." She says and I start driving. We make a stop at Amy's dads grave and then go to the flat. I make coffees while Amy gets the small flat ready which doesn't take long. Once Amy has settled Lucy in her bed she sits and sighs on the sofa in the next room.

"You ok?" I ask.

"Yeah, do you think you could do some shopping? Not a lot, I think I might stay here with my mum for a while." She says.

"Sure, how long are you going to say?" I ask.

"Until she goes." She says with a sad sigh. I hug her and kiss her forehead.

"I'll be back in about an hour." I say and she nods.

"I love you." She says.

"I love you more." I say.

"Not possible." She says. I laugh and with a final kiss I go.

Amy's POV

"How is everything mum?" I ask.

"Wonderful sweetie thanks." She says. "You look different." She says.

"Yeah, I wasn't feeling that well before, I'm ok now though." I say and smile.

"You're pregnant." My mum says.

"What? No." I say.

"Mothers intuition sweetie." She says and I frown.

"I'm not pregnant." I say.

"Sure." My mum says then changes the subject.

"So, have you heard about uncle max?" she asks.

"Yeah, two months back in prison. It's better than twenty years." I say. It was in the news.

"Yeah." My mum agrees. "I think that I'm going to have a little sleep honey, it's been a long day." She says I nod and leave. Daniel comes back and we pack away the food. He takes me home and I get a few clothes. With a quick kiss I drive back to the flat making a quick stop to buy a pregnancy test. I highly doubt it. Daniel and I were always safe apart from the first time, but my mum does have a weird thing with this stuff.

I walk back into the flat and see that my mum is still asleep. I do the whole pee on a stick and wait. My logic says it's unlikely but it still terrifies me. The timer on my phone goes and I look at the little pink piece of plastic. I squint, one prominent line but there's a very faint second line. I throw it in the bin. No, it's wrong.

I go to my mum's now dark room and lay with her in her bed.

"I told you." She whispers. Crap