Through thick and thin; A Conor Maynard fanfiction

Twenty-three

"Run daddy run"

Leonelle giggle as Conor begin to jog slowly up the hill. Her laughing filling the quiet area around us as we walk along the path.

"We need to wait on mummy Nelle, she's not as fast as us"

Conor stop, Leonelle still on his shoulders, her small hands holding on to his face, a large smile on her lips.

"Come on mummy, faster"

I stick my tounge out at Conor and our daughter as I slowly catch up with them, my back now sweaty from the boiling heat. Being pregnant had certainly not made me less unfit.

"You alright?"

Conor look down at me as we continue walking, now in a much slower speed. I nod smiling, grabbing the hand he's offered me.

"Just tell me if we need to stop or anything"

He squeeze my hand and I know that he understands what I'm going through. He'd experienced it one time already and knew me well. I must say I was very lucky to be in the position I am in. Conor is the main man in my life, he's my rock and my safety, everything I could've ever wished for as a young teenager was now a part of my every day life and knowing there were girls out there getting abused, with boyfriends that treated them badly always made me feel as if I didn't deserved Conor. What had I done that was so different to anyone else, I'd been a normal girl with a normal life and a normal family, the only thing that had changed me from the others was my friends, my friends had been world famous youtubers who documented there lives online, though that hadn't made them any different to me, they still were there when I needed them the most and they were still the same as they were before YouTube fame came around.

"We're here, look Nelle"

We stop as the uphill path stretch out to flat land, the small viewpoint we'd chose to go to giving me throwbacks to when I used to hangout with my friends back in the day.

Conor put Leonelle down on the ground, her hand still in his as we walk up to a place where we can sit down.

"Off and play princess"

I smile as Leonelle run off, her hair flattering loosely behind her in the wind. It was luxury for her to be off by herself like this, living in a big town like London had its pros when you were in my and Conor's age but it wasn't the most convenient for young children. She would never be able to just go out the door to play on her own, she had to always have either me or Conor there with her making her feel stuck with us.

"You know what I'm so looking forward to?"

Conor wrap his arm around my waist and pull me tight, glancing down at me with a look filled with love.

"No, what are you looking forward to weirdo?"

He straighten his back and look out in front of us.

"To come back home, to resume our normal life and especially to see this little creature for the first time"

He place his hand on top of my stomach, smiling as I place my hand on top of his, intertwining our fingers together.

"Do you think it's a boy or a girl?"

I stroke his hand softly as I wait on him to answer.

"Honestly I would be happy either way, I mean I would love to have a son but something's telling me that we're expecting a little girl again and that would be just as amazing"

He kiss my temple smiling and I lean closer to him, my head against his shoulder.

"Imagine it's twins"