Desirable

~55. Smoothie

"Can't we just guess?"

"Huh? Guess the gender of my baby?" Clementine cocks an eyebrow at her best friend, tapping her finger along the rack of tiny soft clothes.

"Yes! I bet I'll get it right. This stuff is so cute," Emily whines, presenting a baby pink onesie.

Clem smiles, "I know but I don't want to waste money if we get the wrong clothes."

The blond swerves around the end of the rack, now being face-to-face with the shorter girl. She tucks a strand of hair behind her pierced ear and grins.

"What time is Louis picking you up?"

She quickly checks the time on her phone before answering.

"In twenty minutes."

"Good, I want a smoothie."

Emily captures her best friend's hand and drags her - with care - out of the baby shop. Clem laughs and by instinct, places a hand on her stomach.

It has been 3 months since Clem and Louis reunited in the Birch Grounds car park. Her once flat stomach was now noticeably inflated, which only made Louis love her even more. However, she was still able to comfortably fit into bodycon dresses and still look cute as hell when wearing them.

Today, she was rocking a long black sleeveless dress and comfy flats. Her curly hair was beautifully tied in a low ponytail, and her makeup was light.

The shopping mall was at its' usual capacity; Clementine caught every look that came her way, some older adults did double takes, some younger just smiled at her. She learned that when visibly pregnant, you become so much more aware of your surroundings. It made her slightly anxious.

Emily leads her to the open booth, where smoothies were sold, and orders a summer berries one for herself, and a mango & passionfruit one for Clem. She pays and the drinks are hastily made and served.

Sitting at a small circular table now, the girls take a sip.

"How do you know if the baby likes it?" she rests her chin in her palm.

"Um, I don't really. But I like it so I'm sure he does too."

"He, huh?"

"I have a feeling it's a boy."

Emily smiles, "And what does Louis think?"

"He swears that it's a girl because he has 'fatherly powers'," she rolls her amber eyes.

"Well, it's a 50/50 chance. Are you gonna have a gender reveal? Or a baby shower?"

She shakes her head, denying.

"No way. I'm just gonna go for an ultrasound with Louis and find out there," she sighs, smiling softly.

"You better call me the second you get home!"

"Obviously! Don't be dumb."

Clem's phone vibrates on the wooden table and she picks it up.

L: I'm outside, baby

She taps a reply.

C: on my way xx

"He's here, Em." she stands up, finishing the last remains of her drink.

The blond squeals in excitement and stands up, "I'm so excited to buy baby clothes with you next week."

Clem slips the cup in a nearby bin and speedily grabs her friend's hand, taking her out of the mall. Halted in the large car park, they both scan their eyes over the parked vehicles for any sign of the dreadhead.