swirl ›› cameron dallas

eighty six

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{breanna's pov}
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New York.

We're finally in our city.
Back to our old routines.

"Can he hurry up..." I murmured to myself walking around inside my office.

I decided to sit down and took a look on some magazines that Destiny brought me this morning.

Boring, boring, extremely boring, hold up! "Breanna and Cameron: baby coming soon?" How do they know?

"Des!" I called and she quickly walked in.

"Yes Breanna ?" She asked and I showed her the magazine's cover.

"What do you know about this ?" I asked confused.

"Oh yeah, it started when you arrived to New York three weeks ago, apparently someone from Milan talked about it and it immediately blew up on social media."

"That doesn't make sense because no one knew and I don't think that Francesca or Kian would talk about it."

"Hey..." I heard his voice saying, making me look up smiling.

"Hi..."

"What's wrong?" He asked after placing a kiss on the top of my head.

"They know about the baby..."

"How?" He asked as confused as me.

"I honestly don't know, anyway, I'm hungry. Can we go?" I asked and he nodded. "See you tomorrow Destiny."

"See you tomorrow, have a nice dinner." She replied as I picked up my bag and my jacket.

I put my jacket on as we walked out of the building and Cameron followed me until the car.

We got in and then he drove us to a really nice restaurant.

"Oh God..." I murmured and Cameron looked at me. I pointed to the front of the restaurant and he immediately saw them. Paparazzi.

"Those are usually nice..."

"Do you wanna talk about it...?" I asked placing my hand over my stomach.

"I don't know..." He shrugged looking at me.

"This is hard..." I groaned and he smiled.

He leaned in and kissed me softly.

"Everything will be fine, don't worry." He said when he pulled away.

We opened the car doors and they looked at us. He placed his hand on my lower back while we walked in direction of the restaurant.

"Breanna, Cameron, what's up guys ?" One of the paparazzi said walking next to us.

"We're good." Cameron replied shaking his hand and then we kept walking.

"So, Breanna, an Italian fan started saying on Twitter that you're pregnant and everyone's talking about it now. Is it true?"

"I don't know..." I shrugged smiling.

"You've been using large clothes lately..." The paparazzo said teasing.

"Oh, don't worry! It's all pizza and ice cream." I said looking at Cameron, thinking about what he said in Milan at the hotel.

"I agree..." Cameron said chuckling.

"So you're not going to give us an exclusive...."

"Sorry guys." I said with a small smile and then we walked into the restaurant.

The waitress walked us until our table and handed us the menus.

"I'll be back in a few." She said smiling as we sat down.

My eyes scanned the menu, trying to decide what to eat. Being pregnant makes you want to eat everything even though you might throw up a few minutes after.

"What are you going to eat?" I asked looking up at Cameron.

"You." He said quickly glancing at me.

"I'm serious." I said hitting his shoulder.

"Me too."

"Talking about that, did you know that a pregnant woman may not want to have sex at all ?" I told him and he stopped.

"What?" He asked worried, with his eyes wide open.

"Like, we can feel sexier or not wanting to participate at all..." I explained and he kept staring.

"And do you feel sexier or...?"

"I don't know yet..." I shrugged. "Cameron, do you think I'm fat ?"

"You're still sexy to me."

"But you know that I'll get really fat right? Like a whale..."

"Don't be dramatic..." He chuckled. "I don't care about that. You'll be a beautiful pregnant." He said reaching to my hand over the table and then squeezed it lightly.

The waitress came back to take our orders and quickly brought us our drinks.

We were just enjoying the view and talking about random stuff when I felt something like butterflies in my tummy.

Not those butterflies that you feel when you're love. These were different. They were the ones that you feel when something that was made with love is moving inside you.

"Oh my God Cameron..." I murmured placing my hand over my stomach once again, looking down.

"What's wrong ?" He asked trying to look at my face.

"It moved...our baby moved." I said and then bit my lip to hold my tears.

He immediately got up, really clumsy by the way, and knelt down next to me.

I grabbed his hand and slowly placed it where I was feeling it moving.

"Oh my God..." He murmured and I looked at him.

"Are you crying ?" I asked chuckling and he quickly cleaned his eyes with the back of his hand.

"No..." He said, prolonging the o.

"Come here." He approached to me and I grabbed his face with both hands to kiss him. "I love you."

"I love you Bree...and you too baby." He said looking at my stomach with a huge smile.

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do you think they'll have a girl or a boy ?