My Crazy Beautiful Life (Completed✔️)

Chapter 15

Dimple's P.O.V

Martin and I are still not in a good place. But I thought he'd understand. I was mad seeing him and Dua Lipa together. I want to be the only one he's that close with. I want to be his and only his. I realize that I was wrong. I should've trusted him but I let my jealousy cloud my judgment and I feel awful. Plus once bitten twice shy, right? I don't want this to be  like my last relationship. I was scared. I decided to pay him a surprise visit because I was really missing him and I had to apologize.

After a long flight, I arrived at his hotel.

Knock knock knock.

"One second." I heard him say. And my nervousness grew by a ton.

He opened the door. "Dimple?"

"Surprise..." I said feeling guiltier. He opened the door wider and he let me in and shut the door. I was pulling on my fingers, a bad habit that I have. I turned around to face him, I was about to speak but he cut me off with his lips. He pulled me closer till there was no space left between us, I tugged on his hair making him groan. He gently bit my lip before pulling away, making me giggle a bit. He rested his head on mine breathing heavily. "You have no idea how much I missed you..." He said. I pulled away, completely.

"Really? I kinda had no idea. I left you messages and you never replied." I folded my arms, the carpet suddenly seeming interesting.

"Dimple...can you really blame me? I was hurt." He sighed.

"And I hurt you, I know. I'm sorry. I should have trusted you." I unfolded my arms.

"Yeah you should have. I'd never cheat on you, D." He said sincerely.

"And I know that. Baby, I'm sorry. I was just scared." I said circling my arms around his torso. He was caressing my cheeks and he kissed my forehead for a few seconds. I closed my eyes savoring this peaceful moment. We were now holding each other in a warm embrace.

"Don't be. I'm not like Howard."

"Who's Howard?"

"Your ex?"

I chuckled and didn't even bother correcting him. Howard it is.

"And I'm sorry about the demo." He said softly.

"I don't care about that. You can make me another one." I said making him chuckle.

"You know I love you right?" I asked looking into his eyes. "Always."

"And I love you too." He said, sealing the deal with a kiss.
I bit his lip, asking him for entrance and he granted opening his mouth, our tongues fought for dominance. He sat on the bed and I straddled him, never breaking the kiss. I pulled his shirt and mine off and we fell onto the bed and had an evening filled with pleasure.

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My eyes fluttered open, I woke up in a strange bed trying to remember what happened and what I was doing here. Then it all came back, including my pleasurable evening with Martin yesterday. His arm was draped along my waist and I could hear soft snores coming from him, his lips were slightly parted. God, he's so adorable.

I reached for my phone on the nightstand and took a quick picture of him. I posted it to Instagram with the caption, All mine😏💜😘😍. I dropped my phone on the nightstand trying to be as gentle as possible to not wake him up but I failed. His arm tightened around my waist and he smiled.

"Good morning." He said his eyes fluttering open.

"Morning, handsome." I said, placing a kiss on his lips. I stood up and put on my panties and one of his shirts. "Any show today?" I asked straddling him.

"No." He said, shaking his head and pulling me closer. "We can go home if you'd like."

"Yes, please." I said as I kissed him again.

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"Honey, I'm home!" I announced as I entered Katja's apartment.

"Hiya, honey!" She yelled back from her kitchen. She wiped her hands on her apron and hugged me.

"How're things with Martijn?" She asked.

"Great." I blushed.

"Oooohh. Someone had make up sex." Katja said, smirking.

"You know it girl!" I snapped my fingers and shimmied my shoulders.

"Ayyye!"

"Shoot!" I said digging through my pockets. "I left my phone at Martin's. I'll go get it."

"Okay, dinner would be ready when you're back." She said.

Martin's P.O.V

I'm so glad I set things straight with Dimple. I missed her so much. Thank God our argument didn't last, but hey, what kind of couple doesn't fight, right? If anything it's just made us stronger. Dimple said she was staying over at Katja's for the night, so I was home alone in my living room, on my laptop, working on a mix.

Ding dong!

Did Dimple forget something?

Ding dong!

"I'm coming." I yelled. I walked to my front door and looked through the peephole.

What the hell is SHE doing here?!

"Charelle? What're you doing here." I asked.

"Is that the 'hey' I get?" She asked.

"What do you want?"

"At least let me in."

I sighed, letting her in.

"Well?" I asked.

"We need to talk." She said.

"About what?"

"There's something you should know. I found out myself just a few weeks ago."

I scrunched my eyebrows confusedly. "What are you talking about?"

"There's no easy way to say this but..." She said, slightly pulling up her sweater. "I'm pregnant, Martijn and you might be the father."

Pregnant? What? She pulled her oversized sweater back down. It was completely covering her forming bump.

"Hey, baby. I left my phone..." Dimple said walking in. I didn't even hear her come in. Talk about bad timing.

"Uh, Charelle? What're you doing here? Am I interrupting something? Martijn?" Dimple asked.

Oh my Lord!

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-Esther💜💞