Wonderwall

Chapter 16:Tatum

I awoke to the sound of Sam in the shower. Part of me wanted to run in there and Jump in with him but I knew we didn't have time but that didn't stop me from thinking about it I was abruptly shocked out of it when I heard a knock on the door and a familiar voice.
"Sam? Are you up?"
Papa Roy.
"Shit" I thought to myself. I quickly sat up looking for my shirt but I couldn't find it all I saw was the white T- shirt Sam had been wearing the night before. I shot up and ran to get it. I threw it on and hid in the closet. I shut the closet door just as Papa Roy walked in.
I looked out through a crack in the closet door where I had slightly left it open so he wouldn't hear the door shut, my shirt was lying on the ground next to Sams side of the bed. I gasped.
Please don't notice please don't notice I thought and then he turned to walk out shutting the door behind him. I let out a sigh.
"Well don't you look sharp in my shirt." Sam said making me jump.
"Oh my gosh Sam you scared me." I said hugging him.
"Papa Roy was just here." I explained
"Did he see you?" He asked
"No. I don't think so but I couldn't find my shirt so I threw yours on and then I realized it was right there.... He could have seen that." I said
"You know what I don't even care. What's he gonna do say I can't see you when I'm gonna be halfway across the country? He can't do much worse then that." Sam said making me smile! Before he kissed me.
"I should go get dressed" I said pulling away.
Once I shut the bathroom door I lost it . I was so afraid that he was going to go away and meet another girl and forget about me. After I composed myself I went back out.
"Uh here's your shirt back." I said handing it to him.
He looked at me "no keep it. I want you to keep it while I'm gone. That way you'll have a piece of me when you need me."
"Sam..." I said starting to cry.
"Baby come here, I love you so much. Nothing is going to change that. Ever." He said kissing my forehead and hugging me.
"I love you too Sam more then you'll ever know."
Sam and I walked down stairs , we were About half way down when I said
"Sam, should I sneak out the back and come in the front door?" He laughed and shook his head.
"No, I don't care what they think." I smiled.
"Good morning you two." Jackie said winking at me. "I'm making some eggs and toast I'll just make a few extra."
"Thanks grandma." Sam said hugging her. Papa Roy walking in giving me a hug and then Sam.
"Why don't you look pretty today Tatum!"
I smiled and laughed "thank you papa Roy." I half expected him to say setting to the effect of why I was there so early but he didn't. I turned back around to see if I could help
Jackie in anyway when all of a sudden a wave of nausea came over me.
"Excuse me a minute." I said before running to the bathroom.
"Tatum! Wait babe are you okay?" Sam called running after me. He knocked on the door before coming in, he ran over to me kneeling down beside me. He placed one hand on my back while his other hand held my hair out of my face. He sat there running his hand up and down my back until I was done.
"Hold on a second baby, let me get you a damp towel." He reached up to grab a hand towel, wetting it just enough to wipe my face.
"Here you go."
"I'm so sorry Sam, I just"
He cut me off
"Why are you sorry? For being sick? Don't ever apologize for being sick. Come on I'll get you home."
"No, I can't go home. I have to go with you to the airport."
"Baby your sick you need to rest, last night was our goodbye party"

When I got home Sam walked me in the house and tucked me into bed.
"I love you so much Tatum, never forget that. I'll see you soon. I'll call you when I land to check in." He said kissing my forehead.
"I love you too." I said before falling asleep.

I woke up two hours later feeling completely normal, which I thought was weird. I grabbed my laptop and googled nausea. A bunch of things came up: the flu, IBS, acid reflux but there was one thing that just kept popping up. "Pregnancy" that couldn't be possible though, I'd only ever slept with one guy.. Sam and it was less then 48 hours earlier. I panicked and texted my aunt.
"Hi, please don't get freaked out but could you please bring me home a pregnancy test? It's not possible but I got sick this morning."
I expected to get a lecture and or a rant but instead she replied.
"K, I'll pick some up on my lunch break and run them home."