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Chapter 37

"When It comes to me, I wouldn't want to be anybody else"... "You have every right to a beautiful life" 

-Selena Gomez

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Picture: Skyalr's wedding dress

Video: Wanna Go Home by Kiera Knightly

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Skylar's POV

4 MONTHS LATER..

I feel like a bloody pig! I eat, eat, eat and then when I am bored I seem to spend my time shouting or crying at people. Seriously, I tried to control my hormones by locking my self in my bedroom with lots of marshmallow fluff and carrots but I would always end up crying and shouting at Ross for locking me in the room.

I seriously feel something is wrong with me! I am pregnant, not a diagonalised patient with Dimension.

"Ross, I can't believe you called me fat" I cried as I munched on my carrot stick and attempted to waddle down the stairs. My baby bump was more like a baby mountain, I couldn't even see my toes, I am huge! I got a little scared at first I so I went to talk to Charlotte my midwife, and she said that this is very conmen and nothing to worry about.

"I didn't call you fat" Ross argued as he walked at the say pace I was walking behind me, down the stairs. "What are you guys arguing about now?"Rydel sighed as she had a cup of coffee in her hands. I looked at it and licked my lips. I gave her a death glare and she sheepishly tried to hide the coffee behind her back. I could still smell the heavenly scent in the room.

Ross and the rest of my family, including my mom when I told her after she stopped crying and hugging me said I am cut off from; coffee, tea and the killer. Coke. Coke is my alcohol, You try stop drinking coke for 6 months and watch everyone around you have it. It's official If I am gonna die young it will be from Coke malnutrition. "I said Skylar, if we should get her a pregnancy pillow for her belly because I notice she finds it hard to sleep at night" Ross informed Rydel as he puts his hands in the air for surrender. "OH, SO now your calling me ugly." I asked angrily. "wait-what?" Ross stuttered as his eyes bulged from his head. "how?" Ross asked shocked and confused.

"You said, that I don't sleep at night and we both know that If I don't sleep I look really bad appearance wise, which is why your brought up the reason for me needing a pregnancy pillow" I stated as I went into the kitchen and drank a carton of Orange juice. No glass. Straight from the carton. I glared at the blondes in front of me. One straining the back of his head and looking at his sister for help and the other one silently trying to drink her coffee. "Just apologise" Rydel muttered under her breathe, obviously not for my ears- however know that my emotions are heighten so are my senses. I.e. sound.

"I am so sorry Babe, I love you and I think you look stunning" Ross tried to convince me. I breathed in calmly trying to calm my emotions. I nodded and gave him a weird hug, My 6 month baby bump seems to always be there. 

You don't understand how hard it's been since New years, That night was perfect- Ross and I shared our kiss as did everyone else, We laughed, talked, kissed and more but I was in much less of a bitchy attitude then now and everything was perfect. 

However as the tour progressed, my travel sickness started to become worse and I was constant need to buy new clothes because everything was becoming tighter! Also I got lots of bad cramps sleeping in a bunk bed, however I didn't complain and tried to keep it to a minimum so it wouldn't stress Ross out anymore. That tour was a success and R5 was defiantly more popular. Ross and I decided to tell the R5family, because we told our school friends so sooner or later the word would get out. Some took it well wishing us lots of happiness which I am very grateful whereas others thought it would be nice to IG hate pages on me, and try and convince everyone I was a slut.