Tonight (Sequel to All I Want to be is Somebody to You (A Brad Simpson Fanfic))

Chapter 10: Here we go Again?

2 weeks later...

We walked together, down the stairs, united by love. Today I had an appointment with the doctor. It's been two weeks since I have awoken from my coma and two weeks since I got back with Brad. Our beautiful finale.

Bouncy Tallia jumps down the steps like a kangaroo. She smiles as we clutch our hands. As Tallia reaches the bottom few steps, she jumps off into her new boyfriend, Austin's arms. He picks her up and spins her around. That's what I call young love.

"Good afternoon Mister and Misses Simpson. How are you feeling today?" He says cordially putting Tallia down.

"Excellent! Thank you very much." I replied.

"I'm fine, Austin. Thank you. We are going out we'll be back in an hour." Bradley said.

"Alright. God bless your path."

"Tallia! Keep an eye on the twins! Let's not have another catastrophe again. Behave!" I command. She puts her hand at her forehead, some how saluting me. I roll my eyes playfully. We get in Brad's car and he drives me to the doctor's office.

I get out of Brad's car and Brad runs over, grabbing my arm and helping me down. I pull the sleeves down on my parka. It's just about the end of November and it's damn cold, like Bradley would say.

We walk in and I remove my parka. Brad and I look like twins. He got me a blue knit sweater and it's oversized for me, going a little before the end of my thighs. I am a toothpick compared to Miranda or Demi. My black jeggings look like Brad's skinny jeans. His hair is hidden with his fedora. He takes off his hat with his curls bouncing like a basketball.

"Scaletta-Simpson, Tammy N" the nurse calls. I walk over, detouring Brad.

I sit down and the doctor begins giving me tests. Including an ultrasound which I didn't know why. I wasn't pregnant. I know when I am and when I'm not. I look at Brad and we exchange glances.

"Mister Simpson, may I speak to you?" The doctor asked. Brad follow. I heard indistinct conversations silhouetting the room from the corridor. Brad came in a few seconds later, ashen faced. He looked worried.

"Tammy, can we talk?" I nodded. "Love, I'm sorry."

"Sorry? Sorry for what?"

"For what happened in Scotland."

"What happened? Brad, you're frightening me."

"You. Are. Preg. Nant."

"Huh?"

"You are pregnant!" He said louder. I couldn't scream or move. I was in shock. After two minutes of being stagnant, I got up and walked outside, across the terrace. "Tammy. Let's go home. Don't worry!"

"I didn't want to have another child until later on. I just wanted to wait."

"But it's too late." His phone began to ring. "It's Ross. I need to take this." He walked away, leaving me there in tears.

I wanted to wait a little until I have kids again because I wanted to focus on my work.

"'Did you and Brad have sex during the tour?'

'Yes. Why?'

'Nothing. Just out of curiosity...'"

I remembered the conversation Tallia and I had at the hospital. I couldn't believe she knew it and didn't tell me.

I stood where I was for ten minutes until Brad got off the phone. He stood behind me and watched.

"Here is your parka. You forgot it inside." He said gingerly.

"I'm fine."

"You're going to get sick. It's really cold. Ten degrees Celsius." He wrapped his arms around my waist.

"I'm fine, Bradley." I moved away, his arms falling from my waist. He walked closer and put his fedora on my head and grabbed my head, kissing my cheek.

"If you get sick, it's not my fault." He whispered in my ear, giving me goosebumps. "Let's go home. It's probably warm. We can watch a movie, go to my parents, or go to the studio. Maybe you can hang out with the girls."

I grabbed his hand, clutching it hard. "Why was Ross calling you?"

"He wanted to bring Leah over here and wants to know if he can count on us."

"Of course."

"Can we go now? I am hungry." He made a face.

"Maybe."

"Maybe? I'm famished. Please!" He made puppy eyes.

"Fine. Let's go." He began to run. "With me!" He walked backwards, landing in front of me and grabbed my wrist.