Amyplier

Chapter Ninety Seven.

Amy's Point of View:

     "Mark seriously?" I groan, Looking over towards him on my bed "Our baby is not sleeping in a cherry red crib" I half laugh. He leans his head against the headboard with a thud "Then you pick it, Ames"He calmly replies "I've never been good at this stuff and you have great taste" He finishes, I look to him smiling. "I just want white" I shrug, Now leaning my head against the board "Simple and sweet and plus the rooms in this house are already grey so add some navy pops and boom, Nursery done" I clap my hands before looking back to laptop on my lap. Hearing Marks laugh beside me clams my nerves. Nerves that yes this is really happening, About Mark or I not knowing how to change a dipper or bathe a child, and even nerves about the public and what they will say. I feel his hand lift to my thigh before strumming his thumb "I'm going out to get food" He says "Want anything?" He asks, Now jumping off the end of my bed like the five year old he really is. I ponder for a moment, Placing my hand on my cheek "Twenty piece nuggets, I cheeseburger, And two large orders of fries" I smile, Watching as his face falls. "Anything else?" He jokingly asks. "A large coke" I nod, Now paying attention to my laptop closer. I hear him laugh before my door opening and closing once again, Leaving me to my crib shopping.

     "I told you this would happen" Eve shrugs, Taking a bite out of her fry. Mark sighs beside me at the table "I just didn't expect it to be so soon" He laughs, Looking towards me "One minute food makes her puke, The next she wants the entire McDonalds menu" Mark finishes while I dig in my fries. I notice Eve propping her legs up on the unused portion of my chair "Oh it'll get worse" She scoffs "At eight months I had Tyler leave and drive half an hour to the twenty four hour McDonalds just for a McFlurry" She laughs making me laugh. I hear Mark sigh again "Great" He replies. The only noise for a moment or two is the sound of digging in cardboard containers and chewing. A beat pass' and then another. "Did you get the crib ordered?" Mark asks, Looking towards me again "The crib and the dresser which will double as a change table and the bookshelf and the rocking chair" I smile, Finishing off a fry as I'm done talking.I watch as his eyes get big "Now all we have to do is move the desk to the basement and fill babes room" He smiles, Making me smile. We continue eating our food before Eve speaks "Look at you two adults getting shit done" She smiles, Causing us to laugh and shoe our heads as a classic response to Eve.

     After Eve and I ate together she sadly had to go pick Blair up from the babysitters and left me alone with my roommates. I placed myself in my bedroom every since. Not like usual though, I left my door open incase anything happened that I cared to be apart of. Crossing my legs one over the other, I slide my laptop onto my legs and open the screen. "Ethan tilt" I hear Mark in the hall "Tilt!" He now yells. Closing my laptop, I hop off the edge of my bed and pad across the chilly floor to look out my bedroom door. A few choice words are said before Ethan walks backwards out of the soon to be nursery. My hands raise to cover my mouth in excitement, As that is the last thing in Marks room before really turning it into a nursery. I hear either Ethan or Mark groan, Cant really tell which one anymore before seeing Mark appear out of the doorway "Ethan Tilt the desk!" Mark yells again as Ethan steps backwards down the stairs. I make myself fully appear in my doorway "Don't scratch the walls" I calmly say before padding back over to my bed and getting into my original position. A few more choice words are said "Shut it, Amy" Ethan groans, Making me shrug my shoulders and smile to myself.

     "Amy" I hear Mark in my doorway "Are you going to stay in your bedroom all day?" He ask, I hear his footsteps walking towards me. Closing my laptop I finally look up at him "I was thinking about it" I laugh as he reached my bedside. I comb my fingers through his hair before swinging my legs over the edge. Not nearly as graceful as I was able to months ago but still managed to do it. My hand goes to the his cheek and I feel him lean into it, Making me smile. He is the first to lean in this time, Connecting my lips with his slow and soft. I feel one of his hands slowly fall to my back while the other goes to the side of my head. His thumb strums in both places before pausing while I feel him smile and pull away. I furrow my brows at him while he turns my head slightly to the side "You have chicken nugget piece in your hair" He holds his fingers up as proof. I can tell he's trying his hardest not to crack up, His smile still playing on his face though. Rolling my eyes I lean back onto my bed 'I tried to give you attention" I half laugh "Not my fault it found its way up there" I shrug, Watching as he drops the crumb to the floor. He takes a breath before walking to my door again "four more months, Just four more months" He repeats, Closing my door behind him.

     Without realizing, I fell asleep on my bed when Mark left. A simple strum to my cheek waking me up and looking to Marks eyes. I watch as he smiles before strumming my cheek again "Dinners ready" He whispers "If your hungry" He continues to look down at me before I close my eyes again. I feel him lean over me, pressing his lips against my hairline before hearing his footsteps across my floor and my door closing.

     When I wake up next the street lamps are on and the dark sky has taken the night. Rolling over I run into Mark, Feeling him come out of his sleep for a moment before his soft snores come back to life. I poke his back, My stomach growling angrily before poking him harder. His body rolls over to face mine "Yes?" He whispers, Squinting his eyes. I smile, His raspy morning voice and messy hair becoming one of my favorite things "Will you go get me food?" I whisper back, Smiling. He sits up, Rubbing his hands over his face as I roll over and switch my lamp on "What do you want?" He whines, Still covering his face with his hands. I think before replying, Careful of my decision "McDonalds fries and nuggets" I smile, Watching as he scoots off the edge of my bed "Thank you" I smile, Watching as he walks to my door "I love you" I half laugh as he waves his hand at me with a groan.

Yay I didn't write this the day it was due. I totally forgot to mention that we are at 21 thousand reads! Thats so awesome and I never expected this to be a thing! I can't thank you enough for your encouragement and love! I hope you enjoyed this read.

xxParks