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A/n I love it when my readers comment what they think is going to happen next in my books! Do me a favour yeah? Xx

Three days earlier...

Lauren's p.o.v

"Put your favourite dress on babes." Jack rubbed my back.

"Why? Where are we going?" I asked.

"Out, I'll take you on a date." He answered with a bright smile on his face.

"Jack my favourite dress is quite tight and I can't afford for a viewer to spot me with this bump."

"So, we're going to have to announce to the public soon that we're expecting. There's not long to go princess."

"Okay."

After hours of getting ready and walking to a location, I learnt Jack was taking me to one of the posh restaurants we went to the last time me and Jack came here on holiday. That was one of the best holidays of my life, mainly because there was no media, only one Instagram when we got back. At that point, no one knew we were back together. I remember he looked absolutely dashing and now he looked ten times better in a suit and his hair not done. It sounds contradicting but Jack with his fringe down is my favourite Jack.

I was totally and utterly shocked when I found he'd booked out the whole top of the restaurant, obviously because he knows I don't like busy places. We were at the top of the building, with views of Dubai and the beach. It was almost as beautiful as Jack.

Almost.

I'll stop being squishy now.

We had a night to ourselves with no bother apart from the waitress for our food. The whole night was like a remake of Florida when we weren't together, only this time more affectionate. That night in Florida when we were so hyper and couldn't stop shouting, yeah, it was like that.

"Jack there's about six months left before these babies come out." I said when we were walking back to the hotel.

We'd just calmed down after us running about. Well, me trying to run.

"Yeah, not long." He said.

"You're going to be the best dad."

"If one of my little angels is a boy, I want to take him to football. I know it's stereo typical but he'll have my skills. We can't waste that." Jack chuckled at his own joke.

"And if it's a girl, she's having my modelling skills. But of course they can do whatever they want." I said as we got out of the lift to our hotel room.

"Yeah, you'll be a great mum." Jack smiled down to me like he always does. "Did I say you look beautiful?"

"A million times Jack." We approached our hotel room so I unlocked the door and locked it behind us.

"Well you do."

"Remind me to never wear heels again!" I shouted, kicking my heels off. Jack laughed and shut the curtains.

"And! Girls do it all. They bleed from their vaginas once each month and carry the baby for nine months!" I added.

"You know that's exactly what you did that night we were in Florida when we got back to the hotel." Jack reminisced, dragging me up to stand cuddling him in the middle of the hotel room.

"I know. Coming back to the hotel room after a great night. It's exactly the same." I said, obviously not prepared for what Jack was about to do next.

"Well maybe I can change it up a bit." He smirked and got down on one knee, along with bringing a Tiffany's box out of his pocket.

My heart stopped beating.