i feel warm.
i feel warm, a smile popped on my lips. i am watching the top of ivy's head, watching it move around the cafe, taking orders with a kind smile. her head bobs slightly with her body, which waddles.
she waddles.
soon she's waddling right back over to me, staring at me with those eyes of hers. they aren't broken like they were those months ago.
when she comes close enough, i pull her in, expecting my hands to catch her waist, yet they only catch this soft mound that pillows her figure.
i stare down at it, my fingers numbing up at the fact of what i'm holding in my very hands. i am holding a child.
our child.
our son.
"two cups of coffee, then we'll close up?" she murmurs, as if she doesn't notice that i'm melting right now.
she can't run anymore - at least, i don't want her to. i don't want her to fall or get hurt, i want her to be protected.
but still, we walk along the path in the forest, right to the cabin, right after we close up our coffee shop for the night. when we enter, i plant a kiss on her forehead, cheek, and lips.
"when are we going to be married, lou?" ivy asks.
"soon." i lie.
we're never getting married. i'm afraid of marriage, it just gives her a reason to leave me.
and, i never want to lose her like the many times i already have. and there's one reason i don't want her to leave.
i adore her.
i adore you, ivy.
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adore - tomlinson
Romancea story about a love sick boy, a one of a kind girl, and their everlasting enemy, depression. [salteds - 2014]