𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍

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I feel my back slam against the wall and I run my hands through Daniel's hair. I allow a moan to escape my lips as he presses against me, our bodies impossibly close. He pulls away and pulls the shirt I was wearing off, it was one of his shirts.

"Wait," I say, out of breath.

"What's wrong?" he asks.

"Leilani might wake up," I say, "She usually wakes up around this time."

Daniel helps me get back onto my feet and I grab his face, kissing him slowly. I pull away and frown, apologizing to him.

"It's fine babe," he says, "I don't need sex."

"Thanks for being a good sport," I smile, "I just don't want Leilani walking in on something."

"You don't have to explain yourself," he says, "You want me to stop, just say the word and I'll stop."

I sigh, "Stop being perfect, it makes me feel ugly."

He rolls his eyes, "Oh really?"

He pulls my body back into his and I wrap my arm around his neck. He lifts me up and I wrap my legs around him, placing my lips on his.

"Let's go downstairs," I say, "Actually have a conversation."

"Gabbie's coming over," Daniel says, "Jack's girlfriend, she's pregnant."

"I kind of miss being pregnant," I say. Daniel's grip on me loosens, my body nearly dropping. I let out a little squeal and he holds me up again. "Oh god!" I exclaim, "I didn't mean— Oh no! I'm sorry if I—"

"I was surprised," he says, "I'm fine."

"I'm sorry," I giggle.

He smiles at me, "Maybe one day, but let's just practice for now."

"Sounds good to me," I smile.

‧₊˚✧ . ˚

"Hey!"

I see a girl who seemed around my age, but with a huge bump. Daniel carried me down the stairs and dumped me on the couch next to her.

"I'm Y/N," I say.

"And pregnant," the girl says, "Aren't you?"

I widen my eyes and look to the side at Daniel who's jaw was dropped and had a hand over his mouth.

"I'm kidding!" Gabbie exclaims.

I let out a sigh of relief and Daniel wraps his arms around me as everyone else laughs.

"We just had this conversation," I mumble, letting out a small laugh, "I'm not ready for a mini Daniel."

Daniel presses his lips into mine and smiles at me.

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