"You're really pretty" Dylan says.
I look up at him. He seems surprised by his own words. I smile a little.
"What?" I say and keep looking at him a little confused, but also amused by his face expression.
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When shooting Teen Wolf is...
Writers note: I'm gonna have a huge timejump in this chapter (i'll tell you, when), as you know... I'm a little slow with posting chapters. So the last chapter is still stuck in October, right after Hollands birthday. The timejump is also appropriate with whats happening with Holland, Enjoy!
Dylans POV
I had a bittersweet feeling about Holland's sudden statement. I mean, I do want to create a family with Holland, with all of my heart, no doubt.
But is it the right time? That was my only concern. It's hard to admit this, because I don't want to be the one being "we can't have this baby, not now".
All I know is, I love Holland and I will love our baby no matter what.
We we're back home now in my apartment and it's been a day since she found out that her period was late. We bought a pregnancy test today.
And now we're just waiting for the the pregnancy test to show results. I was panting back and forth. Holland was just standing there, staring at the test. And we have been doing this for almost 5 minutes now.
"Oh god." Holland suddenly says and I stop panting.
"What?" I say and turn around to look at her. I get a weird feeling in my stomach.
"It's starting to show." She says, her eyes widen.
"...and?" I ask her impatiently.
"It's positive." She says, her voice calmer.
"Oh my god." I say and I start smiling.
The second she told me, I knew. This was a good thing. I wanted this. I step closer to Holland, but she just turns around facing the other way.
"I'm pregnant." She continues, her voice still calm.
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"We're having a baby." I say and I can't help myself from smiling.
Was she happy? I couldn't tell. I waited... didn't want to pressure my own feelings on her, if she felt something different.
Suddenly I heard sniffing. She was crying. Oh no... is it a bad cry?
She turns around and looks at me, tears filling her eyes and face.
...but then she smiles. My heart lifted and I knew it was happy tears.
"We're having a baby." She says under her crying and I stepped forward to embrace her.
She snuggled her face in my chest and softly sobbed with a smile on her face.
"We're gonna be parents." I say.
The doorbell interrupted our little happy moment.
"Who's that?" I ask, knowing Holland probably doesn't know either.
