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Chapter 17

1st August 2019

Im almost three months pregnant. I've had TERRIBLE morning sickness which is starting to go away little by little (THANK LORD) when they call it morning sickness you will expect it to literally only happen in the morning, nope... 24/7... I've lost my appetite to eat pasta... the smell, taste, consistency, even the thought of it makes my want to be sick.

There have been a few rumours that I was pregnant but Shawn and I have shut down those rumours completely, but people have used the whole "they didn't tell us that they were together until two and a half years later!" Yeah, that's a HUGE Middle finger in our faces, lol 😂🙄

Shawn and I were coming up to our three year anniversary which was on shawns birthday! The eight of August, so we planned a little trip to a little island, just because it's going to be our last time to get away for a proper trip (where it's not work related) with just Shawn and I.

Brian, Avia, Sam, Camila, Geoff, Ian, Zubin, Mike and the rest of shawns closets friends are going to come with us for shawns birthday, which is exciting.

(Everyone is on the plane. No one knows that hananh is expecting.)

"WOOOOHHOOO!! LETS POP SOME CHAMPAGNE!!!!" Camila screamed picking the bottle to from the cooler.

I looked at Shawn. He shook his head telling me not to worry.

"YYEEAAHHH!!!" Sam said

"You guys are crazy enough as it is without alcohol in your system!"

"COME ON HAN!! ONE BOTTLE!!! Please!!" Camila shouted completely unaware that I was pregnant!

"Nah... you guys can pop the bottle. Count my out of it..."

"Let's go!!!"

Camila untwisted the lid making the bottle pop. We all flinched because of the pop. Camila poured all the bottles. He handed one to everyone, then it came to me.

"Come on hananh, just take on glass..."

"I really don't want too... I'm just not in the mood to drink right now!"

"Wow... what happened to our little party girl?"

She handed me a glass. I looked at Shawn who's lap I was sitting on. He tapped my shoulder telling me to get up. I nodded back at him. He held my hand taking out glasses with us.

"I wonder what they are going to do..." sam said. I could hear the grin in his voice.

"Dirty shit..." I muttered under my breath while playfully rolling my eyes.

I carried on walking. Shawn and I went to the back of plane. "What are we going to do?? I can't drink that, and I don't really wanna tell them right now!!"

"Here!" Shawn said chugging down my glass of champagne.

"Oh shit, Shawn, you can do that every time they give me a drink. You'll get so drunk."

"That wasn't nice!" Shawn made a disgusted face and turned to the sink behind us and poured his drink in there. "Don't worry, they said they will only pop one... I think that sam has finished that bottle!" Shawn said laughing.