***** Amelie's POV *****
I see Luke run out the door, I run behind him. He's in the corner of the bus, standing against the metal and putting his hands into his face. I walked over and tapped him on the shoulder. I say as quite as I could possibly. He turns around when I tap him lightly.
"L-Luke" I stuttered. "I'm sorry I didn't tel.." He cuts me off.
"Is that mine?" He asked softly..
"110% Luke.. Are you alright?" I just look him in the eyes. He starts to tear up. "Please don't cry Luke, if you don't want to child I ca.." He cuts me off again. This time. He didn't speak. He put his right index finger on my lips and moved his head towards my stomach. He raises his head and removes his index finger. He opens his mouth, but nothing comes out, he stands there, staring at my stomach and biting his lips, his mouth opens again, this time, something came out.
"I-I love you Amelie Leefe. You mean the world to me. I don't know what I'd do without you, I don't even know how I made it this far. I want whatever is right for the baby and us. I am so over joyed, that's why I ran out, the woman I love is having my child, I love you so much Amelie, please, never leave my side" he finishes his speech, I'm in tears, so is he. We both put our hands on my stomach. He kisses me softly and we walk back into the tour bus. All the boys and girls were staring at us. Wondering if everything was okay, I run to Kate and give her a huge hug. I whip my tears and return back to Luke. I'm having his child, I love him so much.
