the guy at the party

46.- "daddy"

   Zach had begun packing his bags for tour, and I grew more scared by the moment. Scared to be alone, scared to go into labor.
  My life was changing, everything around me was changing.
   I watched Zach pack shirts of every color in the tight squeezed suit case. He folded them, and put them in there neatly.
  "Want help?" I asked, coming up from behind him, and wrapping my arms around his waist.
  He turned to look at me, and he smiled from cheek to cheek when his eyes met mine.
  "I didn't know you were watching." He said, nervously. I smiled a fake smile, and pretended to be happy for him although I was stressed out to the max.
  "I just happened to be walking by.." I lied, sounding as nervous as he did. I glanced down at my sweaty palms.
  Zach lifted my chin with one finger, and guided my face to meet his.
  "You'll be okay." He stated, knowing that I had been so shooken up. That's one thing that I love about him, he knows when I'm not okay. I'm not okay.
  He then brushed his lips against mine, leaving me with a tingly feeling.
  "I know.. I can't wait for the peace and quite!" I exclaimed, sarcastically as I threw a red champion shirt into his suitcase, taking up the last bit of room.
   He zipped his suitcase up.
  "Damn. Feels bad." He frowned, looking at me with those sad eyes.
  I smiled.
  I buried my head into his chest, and listened as his heart beat fast and loudly.
  "I'm just kidding." I smiled.
  "I know." He smiled back.
  We had kept his suit case in my closet, but I didn't like it there. It was just a reminder that he was leaving.
  Zach took my hand and sat next to me on my bed, gripping it tighter by the moment.
  "Chloe." Zach began.
  "Yes?" I asked.
  "I don't every wanna lose this." He whispered.
  I rested my head on his shoulder. The smell of him was enough to make me feel safe, and the sight was a beautiful view. He was mine. All mine.
  I got up, and pulled Zach up. I lead him into the bathroom and we looked at ourselves in the mirror.
   My stomach was HUGE. It was no longer a little bump, it was big. I was ready to pop.
  Zach slid his hands overtop my belly and felt the baby kick for the first time ever.
  "We did that." He stated, and I giggled.
  I took my hair out of the ponytail it had been held in for days, and slid out of my clothes as Zach turned the water on.
  "You still look sexy." He stated.
  I smiled, knowing that I didn't.
  I hopped into the shower, Zach after me.
  The water hitting my skin made me feel relaxed, and  the hair that had fallen atop my shoulders had grown longer without me even realizing it.
  I rinsed my hair and I could feel the change already. It was no longer greasy..
   I hopped out of the shower and dried off and got dressed.
  EVERYTHING was too small, if it weren't from Apryl and is shopping spree, I'd have to walk around naked.. Zach wouldn't mind that though.
   "You're gonna make a great-" Zach began, but stopped instantly after he realized what he was about to say..
  I would make a great mom..
  "It's okay." I sighed, looking down at my belly.
  It really was a sad thing, I wanted this baby..
  Zach was silent for moments after that, until I broke it.
  "Thanks." I stated.
"I didn't mean to." He replied.
  "I know. But thank you. You'd make a great daddy."
  "Ou I like the way that word rolls off your tongue." Zach smirked, walking closer to me.
  I laughed and giggled as he spun me around in his arms.
  "DAAAAAADDDDDDYYYYY." Zach sounded out, making me blush.
  "Stop!" I exclaimed, while belly laughing.
  He smiled at me.
  "No." He said, pointing his finger at me.
  I giggled, and Zach pulled me into a kiss.