Maternal instinct

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Ki: We finally landed, give me an hour to get out now x

LukeH: Your favourite taxi driver is already waiting for you ;)

I smiled at the message, feeling slightly excited about being back to Los Angeles. It was the end of 4th month of my pregnancy, meaning I had left L. A. a bit less than 3 months ago. I only let a couple of people know I was coming back for a short visit, mostly for my friends and ex coworkers to check my pregnancy.

But they weren't the only reason I was coming. Right before Kelsey left she stole my phone for a minute and texted that taxi driver. He replied after a few seconds and we have been texting since then. To be completely honest, I was excited every time my phone buzzed with his name on the screen and sometimes I finally had this feeling that I was slowly getting over Zach. Of course our divorce still hurt, specially when I looked back at all the memories we shared. Even looking at his Instagram profile hurt cause there were still some pics of us uploaded there. But overall, I was getting better.

Ever since I got to know about my pregnancy I started taking care of myself. My diet became healthier and I managed to gain a few kilos so I wasn't all skin and bones. Pregnancy gave me this shine and happy vibe, my boobs got slightly bigger and my hair was shinier. The morning sickness and dizziness disappeared and everyone around me was treating me like a queen. Even though my mum groaned sometimes that "this stupid prick" should have been taking care of me, deep inside we all knew she enjoyed being there for me. Even Tom showed up to be way more helpful than I thought. He got me a job in a bookshop that his friend owned and to be honest, it wasn't paid badly. It was also a calm job compared to what I was used to.

Besides all that, I established my own Youtube channel where I was trying different weird period and cosmetic stuff, which got pretty successfull. So I wasn't worried about my income anymore and my life became way less stressful. In my free time I enjoyed the Florida weather and bought a lot of stuff for my baby, all in neutral colours.

LukeH: Looking forward to seeing you, really :)

The buzzing interrupted my thoughts and I giggled. I was excited about seeing Luke as well but deep inside me I was also a bit worried about him, seeing me pregnant. My belly wasn't that noticeable yet but my clothes got very different. From skinny jeans and mini skirts I changed my style to more comfortable mom jeans and simple t-shirts. My feet were caught in simple Adidas sneakers today and even though they were comfortable I felt how swallen my feet got.

Ki: Me too

Ki: Really :P

Not even 15 seconds later I felt my phone vibrating again but I already saw my luggage coming on the belt and I quickly grabbed it. Even though I was travelling light my suitcase felt extremely heavy and I blamed it all on my condition. Quickly making my way to the exit I felt my heart beating faster and I knew it wasn't all just excitement about being back to the city of angels.

"Kiara!" I've heard a man yell right after I stepped through the door that led me to the arrivals zone. I spotted a man, dressed all in black, waving at me and smiling widely. I giggled, waved back and sped my pace to reach Luke faster. He was wearing a beanie on his head, some of his blonde hair peaking out of it. I had to admit he was definitely looking handsome.

"Kiaraaaaaaaaaa! Finally!" I heard a couple of other people I did not expect and I stopped. Looking to the left I spotted some of my ex coworkers waving at me as well and I immediately felt confused. I had no clue who to go to first and my dizziness reappeared again. Before I could even think I waved to these people as well but deciding to go to Luke first. After all, he was the person, who was supposed to pick me up.

"There are a lot of people waiting for you here, I see," Luke charmingly said when I reached him and I smiled shyly.

"To be honest, I'm just as taken aback as you are," I admitted and let him take the suitcase away from me. My green eyes met his sparkling blue ones and that moment felt a bit awkward as he was scanning my face as well.

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