Imagines

We're so sorry we've been gone (Spencer Smith)

{A.N.: SPENCE! This one is long af xD hope you enjoy! xx}

Imagine...

You're walking down the stairs, hands on your now showing baby bump. You sit on the couch and turn the TV on.

"Panic! At The Disco announced their new tour a month ago and they are now touring in Europe for a month. Singer Brendon Urie talks about their experience," the show host announces. You don't really pay attention to what they're saying and put a hand on your stomach to try to feel the baby kick.

Your 4 month pregnancy has been great so far, no nauseas or anything, except the fact that Spencer hasn't really been home alot lately. He's extremely busy with the band and the european tour and, even though you love seeing him happy with the band and their new album, you would love to have him closer to you, mostly that you two are soon going to be parents.

You feel a slight kick and smile. This is so beautiful. Knowing there's life growing inside you, that, soon enough, you will welcome a new human being in your life. This whole thing is just perfect.

You hear a knock on the door and stand to go open.

"Honey, we're hommmmeee!!!!!" Brendon shouts.

"Brendon, I already told you not to- BRENDON?!" You shout.

"THE ONE AND ONLY!" He shouts back, laughing, before hugging you, not too tight so he doesn't hurt the baby.

"What are you doing here?" You ask, confused.

"Your question actually means 'Where is my husband?' doesn't it?" He laughs. "SPENCER, MY LOVE, SOMEONE WHO PRETENDS TO BE YOUR WIFE WANTS TO SEE YOU," he shouts to a group of people who stood far behind him on the porch.

He takes a step back from the door and, behind him, appears the most beautiful man on this planet. Tears start to fill your eyes as you put your hands to your mouth.

"Spencer, baby," you cry, walking to him.

"Good afternoon, my love," he says, hugging you and kissing the top of your head.

"What on Earth are you doing here?" You ask, crying on his shoulder.

"We canceled the european tour. There was nothing that could get you off my mind and I couldn't bare being far from you," he says before leaving a kiss on your lips.

The guys go 'awwe' and you hug your husband even tighter, as tears stopped filling your eyes.

"I'm staying home for a year, and the next tour will be America only, which means I will be able to come home often. I don't want to miss any second I can spend by your side. And I want to see this baby's face when he's born, and-"

"She. When she's born," you add, smiling.

"She? It's a girl?!" He asks, excited.

You nod and his smile gets bigger than you even thought it could, as he kisses you passionatly.

You break from the kiss and hug him one more time as he puts his hands around your shoulders.

"I love you," you tell him.

"I love you too, honey. And I love this baby already too," he says, putting a hand on your stomach.

You smile and everybody comes around you two, congratulating you on the baby girl on her way and kissing your cheeks.

Four and a half months later, your daughter Amy was born. She had her father's eyes and looked absolutely gorgeous. As he said, Spencer stayed a whole year, enjoying every single moment with his family. Brendon and Sarah, the god parents, came to visit at least once a week and, already, Amy loved them. Spencer and the boys left a few months later for their American tour and, as he promised, Spencer came back often, to spend a day or two with you before going back to wherever he had to be.

You felt like the luckiest woman alive. You had the perfect husband, the most adorable baby girl ever and caring friends.

Your life was your new definition of perfection.