Melissa's POV
The next month was a whirlwind of moving, working, and taking anti-anxiety meds. Dr. Howard gave me some after my little episode the night Chris asked me to move in with him, and I didn't really have another attack after that night. We decided that it was best I move in with Chris because his place was closer to set, and we didn't really bother getting a new place because we wouldn't be in Vancouver for too long. We spent weeks moving boxes, sorting things out, and just being together. Unpacking all of my stuff became fun because Chris was with me, cracking jokes but being a good listener, too.
I stared at him while I fiddled around with an old clock I had unboxed, as he unpacked some of my stuff. The light from the window caught his hair, his dark brown tips becoming warm and golden. His shoulders broadened as he picked up a heavier box and put it on top of a bookcase, and when he turned to me, his eyes glinted with a hint of grey. I was about to start talking to him, but suddenly I felt a little dizzy. Before I could get a hold of something he turned around and I snapped out of it.
"What?" He laughed when he caught me staring at him.
"Nothing, I just," I laughed, too, stepping closer to him, "I just love you so much, and I'm so happy I'll get to be near you every single day."
"Is that so?" He smiled stepping closer. He placed his hands on my waist and pulled me toward him so that our bodies touched. I felt so safe in his arms. My hands were tucked into the sleeves of my long sleeve shirt, and I lifted my arms so that my forearms rested on his chest.
"Well, I love you more than anything in the world, and I can't wait to wake up next to you," he said. He leaned in and kissed me. I giggled while our lips touched. Suddenly I heard a notification pop up on my phone. I backed away from the kiss, but Chris leaned forward, his mouth hovering in front of mine. He laughed.
"You can get that later!" He said, still gripping my waist.
"Chris, it might be work!" I said wiggling free. He grabbed my hand as I reached for my phone. I turned my phone on. It was from the director.
We need you on set today. Come ASAP
I turned back to look at Chris and sighed. "It's work," I said.
"Boo!" He pouted. He made a frowny face.
"Oh don't whine!" I laughed, "I'll see you tonight." I grabbed my coat and bag and started to head out the door. I suddenly felt a little light-headed. I felt my stomach gurgle, and I started to feel nauseous. "I think I forgot my keys in your room," said as I sped walked towards his room, but instead I ran into the bathroom to throw up. What's wrong with me? I thought. I got up and decided I would deal with it later, and I got Farley ran out the door.
A couple hours later
After a couple of hours of shooting, I sat alone on my couch in my trailer. I fiddled around the long piece of plastic I held in my hand. I bit my lip. If I was right about this, my whole life was going to change. Just as I gained the courage to look at the plastic, I heard a knock at my door. "Who is it?" I yelled.
"It's me, Chyler!" Chyler yelled through the door.
"Oh, come in!"
She opened the door and sat next to me. I quickly tucked the plastic stick into my sleeve
"How are you doing, being back on set and all?" She asked turning her body toward me, resting her arm on the back of the couch.
"It's actually not as bad as I thought," I replied, "Chris has been really supportive, and I know that what happened will not happen again. It was a freak accident, and I trust that the crew won't make a mistake again."
"That's good, that's good," Chyler responded, looking down at her fingernails. I knew she was holding something back.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Well, if everything is going well, why do you look so overwhelmed?" She asked.
I inhaled a big gulp of air. I could tell her, right? I mean, she was like a sister to me. I had to tell her. Slowly, I slid the plastic stick out from on my sleeve and held it so she could see what it was. I looked down. I just couldn't look at her.
She gasped, "Oh my, is that what I think it is?"
I finally looked up at her, "Yep, I stopped by the store on my way to set this morning." I held the pregnancy test in front of me. Could it be? Could I really be pregnant? "I haven't look at it yet. I don't know if I can. I mean, would Chris be okay with it if I am?"
"Look, Mel, this is a miracle. I know you've always wanted kids, and I can see how much Chris loves you. He would be by your side no matter what." She gave me a smile. I nodded and smiled, too.
She took my hand and I looked back down at the pregnancy test. My heart was beating so fast. This moment could change my life forever. I flipped over the test. It had a distinct plus sign on it. I looked at Chyler, and I smiled.
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Author's note
Hi so yeah this chapter is kinda bad but I hope you like it anyway. also THANK YOU FOR 800 READS! I'll probably update later this week!
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