Please Don't Forget Me (No.3) (WHY DON'T WE FANFIC)

Chapter 28

Please Don't Forget Me...
Chapter 28

(Jacks POV)
"They're yours." She mumbled, a tear slipping out of each eye. I watched as they rolled down her cheeks then get wiped away by the palms of her hands. I stood still, staring into her eyes, completely shocked. Did I hear correctly?
No, I must be mistaken. Did she really just say that she is pregnant with my baby. Babies.
It was like everything in my body had just, stopped. My heart, my brain. My body was stiff and numb, unable to move. My brain suddenly forgot about everything that I was thinking about 3 seconds ago. All the anger, hurt and frustration was gone. I felt nothing except for complete shock. My face was expressionless, no smile or frown, no flaring of my nostrils, no blinking. Nothing. I didn't know what to say, what do do, what to think. Everything made sense, but was confusing at the same time.
After what felt like a lifetime, but was realistically only a few seconds, I blinked.
All the feeling came flooding back to my body. I could breathe normally, think clearly, and turn my thoughts into words. I opened my mouth, my tongue dry. "But—" I whispered, ever so slightly stepping forwards. "But you left—"
"8 months ago, it will be 9 tomorrow." Sammy said, her voice muffled by sniffs. "The perfect amount of time to grow a baby."
"Are you sure it's mine?" I asked, remembering the photos of Noah and her at the airport.
"Of course it's yours!" She yelled. "You're the only person I've—..... you're the only one."
She cried, her face a shade of light pink.
Everything started to make sense now. Everything added up. The time frame, the vomiting she had 8 months ago, and I bet I know how she got pregnant. I shouldn't have used my 6 year old condom. There was only one thing that didn't seem to make sense.
"Sammy why did you run away?" I asked, my voice soft and gentle. I needed an answer. I just had to know why. I watched as she tried to calm herself down before speaking.
"I—" she began, her breathing short and jumpy. "I-I didn't w-want to ruin your l-life."
She stuttered. "And I thought you w-would be mad at me."
My heart melted and my body felt warm. I understood everything. All my unanswered questions from 8 months ago were now solved. She didn't cheat on me, she simply ran away because she was scared and afraid.
My blank face turned into a pouty one, staring at her with loving puppy dog eyes. I walked forward and cupped her face in my hands, being careful of her baby bump.
"Sammy—" I smiled, my voice a whisper.
"This could never ruin my life, it's only the beginning. I would never be mad or upset with you falling pregnant, it isn't your fault. This is amazing. We can finally start our family, together." I said, moving my hands from her face, to her hands. I held them ever so gently, feeling her soft, smooth skin against mine.
I missed this feeling.
"8 months is a long time without the touch of your soulmate." I whispered, staring down at her belly, before looking up into her eyes.
"You really think we could make this work?" She asked, a frown on her face.
I kissed her forehead.
"Of course." I whispered back, resting my head against hers.
"Are you willing to take me back?" She asked, a serious look on her face.
I lifted my forehead off hers, looking into her bright blue, watery eyes.
"I never let you go." I said, smiling.
Her lips broke into a grin and she wrapped her arms around my neck.
"I'm sorry." She mumbled into my shoulder.
"For everything. Running away, not telling you I was pregnant, making you think that I cheated on you with Noah, everything. And I promise I'll never leave you again."
That was when I pulled back out of the hug, a sad look on my face.
"You said that last time you left me." I said, looking at the floor, remembering the conversation that we had on the plane back to Nashville from New York.
"I know, but this time I mean it. I promise, I will never, ever, ever leave or break up with you again. I love you and you know that." She replied. Hearing those 8 letters from her mouth again was just as exciting as when she said it to me the first time. I knew that this time she was for real. Nothing else in the world could possibly ruin our relationship. We know that neither of us would ever cheat on each other, having a pregnancy scare was off the table, considering we were due to have our babies any day now. Our family would be stronger than ever. Nothing could tear us apart. Although I had forgiven her, I still had a sad look on my face. I was wanting one more thing.
"I don't know if you really mean it." I said, looking up into her eyes and then quickly down to her lips. A smile plastered onto her face. She knew what I was doing. I tried to keep my sad look, but failed, my lips curving upwards at the sides.
"Is this convincing enough?" She asked, her head edging closer and closer to mine.
I smiled before closing my eyes.
That feeling of sparks that I had missed so much had finally returned after 8 months of starvation. I had honestly forgotten what it felt like to kiss someone, considering I wouldn't dare to go near another female, apart from on tour, in the time Sammy and I spent apart.
Luckily my lips remembered what to do.
I held her face in my hands as we passionately kissed for a few seconds before stopping, taking a breath of air, and then returned.
30 seconds of intense lip smashing later, I heard a popping sound and Sammy pulled back.
"Ahhhhhh!" She moaned, holding her stomach.
I looked at her up and down, confused.
"What's wrong, what's wrong? I asked, worried. She was huffing and puffing, trying to control her breathing.
"Call an ambulance!" She yelled, pain in her face.
"Why what's happening!" I replied, pulling out my phone.
"I think my water just broke....."
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Ahh the moment you've all been waiting for.