It's The Falling in Love

Chapter Forty-Three

3 Months Later

Michael and I held hands in the May weather in Italy.

I smiled up at Michael, he was in disguise.

"Michael, what's going to happen when the baby arrives?" I curiously asked.

Michael smirked, wrapping his arms around me. "I don't know, babe. I actually have a question about that..." Michael shyly said.

I smirked, "What's that?" I asked as we stopped in the middle of a park.

Michael held my hands tightly, "Since we're together now and all.." He blushed.

"I was wondering if I could be the father for the baby." He smirked.

I smiled, "Really? A-Are you sure, Michael? Being a dad is a big responsibility-"

"I'm positive, Mia. I've been wanting to be a dad for so long. You know how I am with children." He smiled.

I smirked, "In that case..." I took a deep breath.

Michael looked at me anxiously, "Say it!" He smiled.

I giggled, "Okay, okay! Michael, you can be the daddy!" I laughed.

Michael lit up as he embraced me tightly.

"Oh, Mia! You have no idea how happy this makes me feel!" He jumped.

I giggled, "Just promise me something." I said, leaning closer to him.

"Anything, baby." Michael smiled, our foreheads gently touched.

I smirked, "Don't tell the baby who their really father is, please. Kevin was a bad man. My baby doesn't need to know about him." I sternly said.

Michael smiled, reaching down as he gently placed his hands on my bump. "Our baby." He smiled.

"Mia, this is our baby and I promise to protect this child through everything life throws at it." Michael sweetly said.

I giggled, "I'm glad."

Michael kissed my lips, holding me closer to him.

I gently broke the kiss, "Michael, I don't know how much more I can do with going out on stage and all.." I softly said.

Michael furrowed his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

I frowned, "I'm getting to the point where I'll be showing more. I'm amused how I'm seven months and you only still see a tiny bump." I giggled.

"I guess it'll be a tiny baby.." I cooed as I touched Michael's hand on my bump.

Michael smiled, looking down.

I looked at him, "I think your backup singer.. Uh, what's her name? Sheryl Crow should do it. She seems like she can suit that job." I smirked.

Michael looked at me, "Are you sure, Mia? I'll miss having my girlfriend on stage with me." Michael sadly said.

My heart fluttered as he called me his girlfriend.

I smirked, "Positive. I'll still be back stage watching you. I promise you that." I smiled.

Michael smirked, "You don't need to promise me anything, baby. You're pregnant!" He giggled.

"If you get tired, go to sleep. I understand. I want and need you to take care of yourself for the baby." He smiled.

I smirked, "I will. But I'll be there for you." I caressed his face.

Michael smiled, "Good." He said, kissing my lips again.