*Kendra's POV*
Prince jumps up and down, he has tears rolling down his perfectly sculptured face. His breathing has turned into panting from jumping around like a little kid who just got given their favourite candy. I giggle at his reaction, I stand up. He takes my hands in his and continues to jump around.
While he's doing that, I can't help but laugh. Seeing him this happy is the sweetest thing in the world.
"It's so amazing to see you so happy." I say.
"This is something I've been wanting for a long time, and you're giving me this ultimate gift. Thank you so much, I'll do everything I can to take very good care of you. In fact, I want you to live here throughout your pregnancy so I can do just that." He says.
I take in his words, am I surprised? Yes. Delighted? Definitely.
"I would love to." I accept his offer.
He shines his pearly whites at me before kissing my cheek.
"Great! Um, tell the guard downstairs your address and he'll go pick up your things for you." He suggests.
"Oh no its okay, I can go get them myself." I offer.
He looks at me and smiles, he holds my face delicately in his hands.
"Kendra, no. I don't want you lifting a finger, you're my responsibility and I want you to relax." Prince says.
I sigh and nod. I am carrying this man's child, I should do what he says. I'm just his baby mama.
"Okay. The couch it is." I agree.
"That's my girl." He says.
He leads me over to the couch, I sit back down. He hands me the remote to the tv, I turn it on. There isn't much on, but I've been instructed to not move or lift a finger so I'm doing what I'm told. This is going to be a long nine months.
*Six Months Later*
I walk up to the mirror in my bedroom, fixing my outfit. Prince helped me get some more maternity clothes, this shirt fits my big bump nicely. I rub my bump and smile at myself in the mirror. Every single day I do think about the fact that when this baby is born she won't be mine...she'll just Prince's. Yes we found out the sex of the baby, we...sorry...he's having a girl.
Our Doctor mentioned to us that if I ever had problems or get emotional about all of this to talk to Prince, but how do I tell him that I'm sad about having to part ways with a part of myself as soon as I give birth to the baby? It's not exactly an easy thing to bring up in conversation and we had an agreement.
Plus Prince and had become very close over the last six months, I don't want to ruin that. Maybe with out friendship he'll allow me to come visit him and his daughter. My thoughts get interrupted when I hear a knock on the door.
"It's open." I call out.
I look over at the door and Prince appears.
"Hey. Um, there's a Dean...here to see you?" Prince says.
I furrow my brows, Dean? Oh? OH. Dean is one of my closest friends, he's been trying to be my side with this pregnancy while he can. He comes by when Prince is in the studio or performing.
"Oh! I'll be down soon." I nod.
Prince just simply nods and walks out, I once again furrow my brows. Whats with him? Wake up on the wrong side of the bed or what? I shrug it off and make my way downstairs.
*Prince's POV*
I sit in the living room flipping through my notes of lyrics, but in view of Kendra and this...Dean. She has spoken of him but I've never seen him, she never actually made it clear if he was a boyfriend or just a friend. Kendra and I are actually really close now, I can't believe I'm admitting this but I'm starting to develop feelings for her.
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Prince Imagines
FanfictionThis book contains every dream, imagine, want and desire you ever had about the purple one. Could be a simple date, could be him and you just lazing around on the couch together, him taking care of you when you're sick or it could be completely R ra...