~22nd March, 2018~
Your POV
"Mark, Amy, I have some news..." The couple walk into the room and sit on the couch in front of me, eager to hear whatever this sudden news is. "I've been thinking a lot and I've come to a big decision. You two have a lot going on with your lives and I understand how chaotic it's going to get, especially when there's a little one to keep us all on our feet." I smile as I rub my growing belly. "I want to move back to London."
"Y/N... are you sure? We're happy for you to stay as long as you want." Mark reaches his hand out and I take it, squeezing it reassuringly.
"I'm sure. I've talked to John, he said he's happy to take me in. London... it's my home. It's the place I feel... whole. I want my baby to grow up there. And maybe... I don't know. Maybe I might have the courage to tell Dan..."
Amy softly smiles at me. "I think that's a perfect idea."
~Two weeks later~
"Oh my goodness, darling! Look at you!"
"Hi, Marilyn." I smile as she pats my stomach.
"Oh, he's kicking!"
"He?" I chuckle.
"I feel very strongly that it's a boy. It just feels right."
I laugh again as she pulls me into a hug.
"Y/N! Y/N!" Marylin's daughter, drew, pushes her way past her mother and holds her arms out for a hug. I lean down as far as I can and embrace the small girl.
"Hello, Drew. You've grown up! How old are you now?"
She let's go and smiles shyly. "Seven."
I gasp. "Already?!" She nods. "Won't be too long and I'll have to be kicking the boys away from you."
Marylin laughs. "You'll have a tough time trying to keep away little Ben."
I look at the little girl suspiciously and smirk. "Who's Ben, huh? Is he your boyfriend?"
Her round cheeks turn bright red. "No!" She tries to deny it.
"Y/N?"
I look past the two girls and smile.
"Hi, John."
~Later~
"So, what are you going to do? Are you going to tell him?"
I frown. Coming here had all felt unreal. Now that I'm here, I really had to think about the long run. When do I let everyone know I'm here? Do I tell Dan he's the father? What should I do?
"I don't know, John," I answer. "I think I might keep it quiet. They've been on tour and it seems like there's been a lot going on with them now so I might just wait until it's over."
"When is the baby due?"
"June." I smile softly.
"What about names?" Marylin asks excitedly. She hands me and John our tea and takes a seat on the couch next to where John has parked his wheelchair.
"I've always wanted to have a girl named Narnia." We all chuckle.
"And if I'm right and it's a boy?" Marylin rubs her hands together.
I feel myself wanting to cry. I smile gently. "James."
