𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐌

5.5

We were all on our way back from San Fransisco. There was still two hours left until we got back to Los Angeles which I didn't really mind.

Finn still had no idea about the baby, but I have a weird feeling in me that he some how knows, I mean he probably doesn't, but to me it feels like he does.

His head was rested on my shoulder, my head was rested on his head as my hand rested on his lap.

Amelia was sat at the back of us with Sadie and Maddie.

I felt Finns breathing slow down, and suddenly he fell asleep. Everyone in the car was basically sleeping apart from Caleb and I now. Caleb obviously couldn't sleep because he was driving.

It was around 11pm, so the only sounds were the tires on the road and a few cars passing us every so often.

I shut my eyes, and hugged myself more to Finn. I felt his grip on me tighten, then I fell asleep too.

-

"Mills, wake up you're home." I heard someone say, I opened my eyes to be instantly met with dark ones.

It was Finn.

"Oh." I said, rubbing my eyes.

I got out of the car and got Amelia and I's bags. I kissed Finn goodbye and said goodbye to everyone else, then Amelia and I went inside.

The first thing we did was go straight to bed, I tucked her in before going back to bed myself. But this time I couldn't sleep, I just had the baby on my mind.

I need to tell him, it isn't fair that I'm keeping news this big from him.

I got out my phone and texted him.

Millie: hey, are you free tomorrow? We need to talk as soon as possible♥️

He didn't see t straight away, so I turned my phone off and it just landed on my chest, I laid there, waiting for a reply.

I can't tell him in front of Amelia, so maybe Sadie will baby sit her for thirty minutes. Or any of my other friends.

I felt my phone vibrate, so I picked it up.

Finn: I have a modelling shoot at 9am until 4:30pm. I'll be free after if that's okay?💜

Millie: that's fine, just text me when you're free♥️

Then I finally went to sleep.

Finns POV:

"Okay, let's do a picture of you with both of your hands on your cheeks. Squash them together a little, but not too much." The camera man, Harold said.

I did the actions he told me to, then took the photo. "How many more pictures?"

"We have three more outfits for you to wear then you're free." He said, pointing to the rest of the clothes.

I mentally punched him in the nose, I hate that guy. Of course I couldn't actually punch him, but in my imagination I have done it at least one hundred times.

"Alright." I said, clearly fed up.

I wasn't feeling the best today, I've just been in my feelings (Drake stans come @ me). I don't really know why.

After trying on all of the outfits and taking pictures with them, I could finally go and talk to Millie.

I don't know what she wants to talk about, but I hope it's nothing bad.

What if she wants to break up? I don't know why she would but it's always a possibility.

She wanted to meet me in the small coffee shop at the other end of town, which was weird. She never wanted to speak there, so I guess she wants it to be private. At her house, there is never any privacy. So this must be important and I'm honestly worried.