Chapter 37

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OLIVIA.
Exhausted I let myself fall on the bed. The last two days were busy. Allot of interviews, filming stuff, but it was fun. Now time for a good night of sleep, sleeping in, can't wait.

'I'm good thanks.' The male looks at me. 'No whine?' I shake my head. I can't, but they don't know that. 'I decided I could have fun without alcohol, so I stopped drinking.' Nikki and Fred look at each other. 'You're kidding.' I shake my head. 'What ever girl,' the male rolls his eyes filling two glasses with whine.

'My favorite!' Fred turns the music up. 'Saying goodbye to friend, saying goodbye to loneliness!' We all sing and dance around the room. A flashlight fills the room. Fred is filming. 'Got to live a little longer.' Legit. I jump in circles. 'Rio de Janeiro, Rio!' Fun doesn't always involve alcohol.

'Girl are you ok?' Fred hands me some paper. I clean my mouth. I felt horrible this morning. It has never been this bad. 'Yeah.' I flush the toilet. 'You didn't even had one drink.' I drink some water. 'Are you?' I look at him. His eyes widen. 'Are you pregnant?' I shake my head. 'Girl quit lying.' I leave the bathroom and enter lay back down in bed. Fred jumps down next to me. How can he be so active in the morning? 'How many weeks?' I turn around, my back facing him. 'Nikki!' He gets off the bed. 'Nikki! Ollie is pregnant!' Fred goddammit! I follow him to Nikki her room. 'No way!' They are both looking at me. I sight. Well they figured out. I move my hand over my stomach. '12 weeks.' They start yelling. Oh my god. 'Congratulations!' Firm they hug me when I sit down on the bed. 'Don't tell anyone. You weren't supposed to figure out yet.' We already had this planned and I didn't wanted to miss it.

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'Good morning.' Smiling I wake up from Daniel kissing me. Tom his big day is today and I'm so excited. 'Morning.' I keep my eyes closed and just enjoy his lips against my skin. His hand move over my bare stomach, slipping into my panties. 'Dan,' softly leaves my mouth. 'What beautiful?' But nothing else leaves my mouth. Fuck. I know he's smirking. Finally I open my eyes. Our eyes meet. I move my hand to his boxers. What he can, I can too.

'Hi.' I enter the room Tom is waiting. I can already tell he's nervous. 'Hi.' He looks at me through the mirror. 'She's looking stunning and so do you.' I'm so proud of him. We hug. 'I need to tell you something.' I fix his shirt. His eyes a little worried. 'Nothing bad. This is your day, but I wanna tell you you're gonna an uncle.' His mouth slightly opens. He looks down. 'You're pregnant?' I nod while smiling. 'I am. 13 weeks, a little man.' He hugs me tight. Dan and I were over the moon when we found out it is a little boy. Of course a girl would've been amazing too, as long as it is health. 'Congratulations. I'm so happy for you two.' We both are smiling. 'I'm gonna leave you now. We'll talk later.' I kiss his cheek. 'Don't be too nervous.' I walk away. After wishing Riley luck I sit down next to Daniel on the bench of the church. It's a beautiful place. Not our whole family is here, because we're in California and the tickets were expensive. Daniel braids his fingers with mine. 'Have your thought about our wedding?' He asks. Softly smiling I look at him. 'A little.' But I have so many things that I like, so many ideas. 'Maybe we should do some brainstorming these weeks.' I nod. 'Sounds fun.'

'Lakers boy.' My little brother his smile grows. Tight I wrap my arms around him, he lifts me off the ground for a second. I haven't seen him for so long. After the NBA draft in June. I'm proud of him. 'Little sis.' He has changed so much, he has a beard, it only his thin, but it makes him a whole different person. 'Brother.' Daniel and Leo hug too. 'Uncle.' Confused he looks at Daniel, what makes me smile. We also haven't told him yet. I don't know why we're telling everyone so late. 'Yeah you're gonna be an uncle.' With his eyes wide he looks at me. 'Nah bro.' I smile. 'You're still so small.' He hugs me again. 'Well thank you, you're the first one who said that.'

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