Close As Strangers

0.7

For the next couple of weeks nothing much happened. My morning sickness continued, I gained a few pounds. But my tummy wasn't growing at all. I haven't talked to Luke since I told him, he didn't call me, and I couldn't call him. Management ended up taking all of the boys phone now, so I really couldn't call any of them. With me being four months pregnant, and still attending school, things were hard. I ended up quitting my job, but I haven't told anybody about my pregnancy. You can't tell, it just looks like I ate a big lunch. I went to the doctors a couple of times, asking what the gender was. They said they couldn't tell.

I really wanted to talk to Luke. I need to know what he's thinking. I felt kicking more in my stomach, and it made everything seem more real. I wonder what Luke and I would name the baby. Luke would probably come up with an adorably ridiculous name, but I think I'll let him choose. My mom has been really chill about everything, if I didn't feel well she'd let me come home from school.

"Arden?" I looked up from my phone to see Jazzy standing in my doorway. "I have to tell you something." She sounded serious.

"What?" I asked nervously.

"Have you checked Twitter?" I shook my head no, I actually haven't been looking at any social media, seeing Luke would just make me feel horrible. "Look at this." I looked at her phones screen, seeing photos of a girl kissing Luke's cheeks.

"Who the hell is that?" I mumbled, tears beginning to form in my eyes. Not that I think Luke would cheat on me, it's just, I missed doing that.

"Her name is Acacia, and she's up on your man!"

"I can't do anything about it. I can't talk to Luke right now." I looked back down at my phone as the tears poured down my face.

"Hey." Jazzy whispered, rubbing my arms. "It's alright, I bet Luke loves you, and is thinking of you at this moment."

I couldn't do anything but cry. Ignoring Jazzy, I curled up under my blanket, holding my tummy. Jazzy eventually left, leaving me alone in the dark. I'm pretty sure I slept for about two hours, until I was awoken by my phone buzzing.

My phone screen lit up. It read Luke.

"Luke?" I answered it imediatly.

"Arden, babe." He said quietly.

"Hey."

"I only have five minutes, but we need to talk."

"I know, I understand if you want to break up, sorry, have fun focus on your-"

"No way." he interuptted. "I love you Arden, and I love whatever is happening inside of you. I should be the one saying sorry."

"It's fine."

"Can I tell you something?" He began. "Every night when we perform, I see your face, I'm loosing you in a thousand faces. Funny huh?"

"I guess." I giggled, I haven't felt so happy in months. Just to be reasurred he still remembers who I am. Just to be able to hear his voice.

"I'll come back as soon as possible." He whispered.

"Why are you whispering?" I whispered back.

"Management. They probably found out my phone is missing. Anyways, Arden. I love you, and only you, stay strong, I'll be home soon. Tell our baby I love it."

And that was it. He hung up, and I just sat in my bed. Criss-crossed apple sauce, with my phone in my lap. He says he looses me in a thousand faces. He's so adorable, with all of his metaphors, and telling me how much he loves me. Telling our baby how much he loves it. I can't wait to see him. Only four more months. Four months too many.