I gotta pee.
I gotta pee so badly.
But Dean will be here soon and I dont want to be sat on the toliet, then he turns up ringing the door bell. Then I would quickly run downstairs and knowing me, i'd do something stupid like fall down the last step, trip on my own foot, have toliet paper trailing my behind me or my skirt is tucked into my panties.
Then i'd look like an idiot.
I decided to wait till he got here.
Ten mintues later the door bell rings. I'm so glad my parents have gone out to work, I wasn't ready for them to meet Dean, the father of my baby. Althrough. Neither of them know, including Dean.
Standing up, I walk towards the door but before I open it I take a quick look at myself in the mirror. I let Charlotte choose my outfit today, I owed it to her seen as she missed her date and stayed over last night. I was in shock and I was a mess.
Today she decided to dress me in a short denim jean skirt which I pull down hoping to make it a little less short. She's lent me one of her shirts, it's a pale pink loose shirt then i've opted for my comfortable gladiator shoes. She even painted my toe nails a light pink to match the shirt. Yes, she likes to go over board. My long brown hair is pulled back into a high pony tail and I hardly have any make-up on. I opted for the more natural look.
Patting my stomach softly I whisper to my unborn child. "Let's go see daddy.."
Yeah, i've accepted the fact that I'm pregnant and going to be a young mom. Charlotte made me talk and think about it a lot last night. The only problem I have right now is that I'm scared about telling my parents and Dean about this little angel.
No matter what. Even if everyone leaves me and i'm left on my own, i'll always keep my baby.
I get to the door and open it.
He's here. And he is looking... hot.
"Hey Dean." I smile at him. I think I'm more confident around him now. Seen as we saw eachother... yeah. Still makes me blush when I think of that night.
"Hey Chloe, Woah, you look really good... I like the shirt." He gives me his award winning smile that would make girls hearts melt. But when melted that night at the party.
"Oh this old thing? Pssh. Thanks anyway. Ready to go?" I pick up my bag on the side.
"Yes, I'm ready." He steps out of the way from the door and lets me past, without taking his eyes off of me.
Walking past him, I turn back to him and shut my door. Making sure it's locked I hear this soft, sexy chuckle. I look at him and raise my eyebrows.
"What...?"
He points to something on my back. "Chloe, your shirt still has the tag on..."
Oh shit.
Blushing a bright pink, I turn my head away from him and let out a small sigh.
"Here, let me get it." Stepping closer to me he reaches up and takes the tag in-between his fingers and gives a sharp pull. However, I feel the soft, gentle brush of his finger tips on the back of my neck, send sweet shivers run down my spine.
Once he pulls away, I walk down the steps. "Thanks Dean.." I look over at him and give him the best smile I could possibly give.
I cant believe i'm having his baby. I want to tell him so badly but i'm still scared.
"Welcome." He bends down and picks up a large basket and a pattened blanket. I didnt notice these things until he picked them up, I guess I concentrate on the guy in front of me rather than my surroundings.
