Chapter Nineteen

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I just wanted to say happy seven month anniversary to my amazing girlfriend and co-writer @caitlinneil7 . I love you so much baby. ~Sunny

Lauren's POV

"Put it on speaker. I want to hear too." I said softly, lifting Oliver higher up.

Nodding her head, Camila pulls out her phone and dials a number before putting it on speaker.

"Hello." The voice came through the speaker.

Oliver started to get fussy so I put him down and he ran off to play with his siblings.

"Hey, Zona, it's Camila. Um, we need to set up an appointment for Oliver, we think he might be autistic." Camila said into the phone, sitting down at a chair in front of the island.

"Okay. When is best for you? We have appointments open today if you'd like." Zona said.

I sat down in the chair next to her.

Camila looks at me, before turning her attention back to the phone. "We can do today." She said softly, I noticed the pained look in her eyes.

"Sure, we have 12pm, 2pm, 3pm, and 5pm open, which is best for you?" Zona asked.

Camila ran a hand through her hand and took a deep breath, "We can do three."

"Okay. I'll need his full name, date of birth, and the full name of the adult that will be accompanying him." Zona said.

I heard the sound of her typing.

"Oliver Michael Cabello, May seventh, 2016. And Camila Cabello." Camila said causing me to frown.

"There can be more that one adult accompanying the child depending on the child's age." Zona said.

"His mother Lauren Jauregui will be with us." She said, looking toward me with a soft smile.

"Okay. We will see you today at three. Have a nice day." Zona said before she hung up.

Camila hung up the phone and laid her head down on the counter, closing her eyes.

"Camz? What's wrong?" I asked softly.

"Nothing babe, just tired." She mumbled before sitting up. "We should check on the kids."

I nodded, jumping off the stool. "Why don't you get some sleep?" I suggested, running my fingers through her hair.

"Because, I can't sleep unless I'm holding you or Mani." She whispered, looking down.

"We could get the kids to watch a movie and you can sleep." I suggested, lifting her head so she looked at me. I gave her a soft smile.

She smiled back, wrapping her arms around my waist and burying her face in my neck.

I wrapped my arms around her. "If you're worried about Oli, he'll be okay." I said.

"What about Mani?" She whispered and I felt the warmth of tears hitting my skin.

"She'll be okay too. She just needs some time to recover. It's a hard thing to lose a baby. My mom went through it." I said, rubbing her back softly.

Pulling back she looked into my eyes, "What about me? And us?"

"You'll be fine. We'll be fine." I said.

Stepping closer, she pulled me against her and kissed me slow and gently.

I kissed her back.

"Mommy! Mama!" Lucas skipped into the kitchen.

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