"Friends" 2 || G.D. ||

45: Movies

I am just busy appreciating the hell out of this photo like damnnnn

Lynn's P.O.V. 

Now at 24 weeks, most of my time is me sitting around, eating, sleeping, taking showers, more eating, and sitting around. Grayson goes to the store to get groceries. 

All we have for the baby is the crib we bought and the wipes and diapers and bottles. We never ended up getting the car seat and we need to go get clothes. Since we know that the baby is a girl, we can get more girly clothes.

Grayson is ecstatic about the baby. Since I am at 24 weeks now, the means I am entering the third, and last trimester of the pregnancy. Some days my back hurts, others they don't. 

Whenever we lay down, Grayson likes to talk to my stomach. Like right now.

I am laying on my back and Grayson walked into the room. He sat next to me ser his hand on my stomach.

"Want to go do something today?" he asks me.

"I don't know, do you?" I fire back.

"Sure," he says.

"What do you want to do?" I ask.

"I don't know. Go to a movie, maybe," he says, smiling.

"Sure," I say.

"What about you," he says in a smaller voice to my stomach. It's cute, though, because when he does talk to my stomach, most times, she kicks.

She kicks my stomach and I set my hand there, laughing.

"Did she kick again?" he asks and then smiles when I nod my head.

"She loves you," I say.

"I love her, too. I love both of you," he says.

I feel a twinge in my stomach and it isn't because of her. What if Grayson has to choose between me or her? What if something goes wrong during the delivery? I have to make sure he chooses her.

"What's wrong?" he asks.

I smile and push the thought out of my head, "Nothing. I just got lost in thought," I say simply.

"Oh. Okay," he says and then stands up. He offers me his hand and helps me stand. We get ready to leave. I have found it more comfortable to wear yoga pants and baggy shirts recently. 

As we leave the apartment and get in the car, he sets his hand on my stomach, instead of my thigh. At this moment, I know that I chose the right person to be with and have a child with. 

We arrive at the movie theater and choose to watch whatever the next movie is. We get in line and buy popcorn and a movie. I get some caramel and some chocolate.

"Ooo, you know what sounds really good?" I say.

"What now?" Grayson laughs.

"Popcorn with chocolate drizzled over it," I say.

"Go get the seat on the theater. I'll be right there," he says. His phone rings and he takes it out of his pocket and turns away, walking to the concession stand. I walk towards the theatre and find seats. 

Grayson comes back with more popcorn five or six minutes later. Only when he gets close, do I see and realize the chocolate over it. 

"Oooo. Oh my gosh," I say.

"There you go," he says.

"How did you get this," I ask.

"I have my ways," he laughs, "I explained that I have a pregnant wife that is having cravings for that and if there was any way they could do it."