"Morning babe" Shawn walked into the bathroom while I was sitting with my head over the toilet. "You okay? You look paler than usual." He commented. "I'm okay I guess. I don't feel that horrible." "But you still feel horrible." "Shawn, I wake up every morning and throw up, please don't tell that's a luxury." "But a baby is." He smiled. "I'm sure they are, until you have to change a diaper." Emphasizing the you. "Watch me. I'll be fine. Maybe we'll have a boy, I can deal with that no problem. Girls you get though. Maybe we'll have one of each." "Shawn you're so weird." I gave him a light slap of the shoulder. "But you love it." He smirked. "I'd never be able to live without it." I rolled my eyes. "Someone's in a mood." Shawn commented. "I've noticed. 'Cause right now there's a jolly, very tall man standing behind me while I brush my teeth." "Oh my god." Shawn chuckles and walks out of the room. I finish washing up. "Love you too babe." I say loud enough for him to hear in our bedroom. "When did I ever say I didn't love you?" He comes into the bathroom, picks me up and throws me onto our bed in our room. He climbs on top of me and buried my face in sloppy kisses. "Okay, okay stop!" I was laughing so much that my stomach hurt, also probably because I was bloated from pregnancy. "I made you laugh." He smiled like a child on Christmas morning. "I like when you laugh.
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FanfictionEverything about him I want. I want him and his life. He lives the life I want to live. He loves the life I want to love. He lives the life I want to love. I love him. He doesn't love me. Actually he doesn't know who I am. To him I'm a stranger. But...
