Keep Holding On

Beautiful Boy (Darling Boy)

November 17th, 2030

Malibu, USA

Miley's POV

I'm thirty weeks pregnant, I honestly can't believe how fast time has gone by. The nursery is finally finished, the kids helped a lot which Liam and I not only appreciated but also loved. They're all so excited to get a little brother. When we explained what happened about the baby's gender everyone understood. After I got over being frustrated about it we all just laughed at it. Thankfully the only thing we had to return were some clothes, everything else in the nursery is gender neutral. Liam and I are currently folding clothes and putting them away.

"I can't believe I'm already thirty weeks pregnant." I say.

"I know, just ten more weeks and we'll have our baby boy."

"Where did the time go?"

"I guess when you're busy it just goes faster. We've been busy."

"Yeah we have. Okay, done folding clothes. Now what?"

"How about we go into the living room and continue deciding on a name?" Liam suggests.

"That's actually a good idea."

Liam and I walked to the living room and sat on the couch. We pulled out our phones to look at the lists we've made. 

"You first." We both say.

"You go first." I say again.

"You sure babe? Cause if you wanna go first you can go first."

"No no, you go."

"Okay, well I've thought of a few. I've got Brennon, Carter, Sebastian, Michael, Tucker, and Samuel." Liam says.

"Those are great, I love those. Owen, Henry, Thomas, Rocky Dewey, and Xavier are the names I thought of."

"I love those too. Man, how are we supposed to pick a name if we love all of them? We've got twelve names here. This is gonna be harder than I thought."

"Yeah. I knew I had six names but I didn't think you'd have that many. I just couldn't leave out any of the ones I picked, they're so unique. Yours are too though, god they're good."

"Yours are really good too. Should we eliminate some names?"

"Well that sounds like a great idea, but how are we supposed to? We love them all. What if we picked our favorites of each other?" I reply.

"Actually that's good. So you pick, three of mine and I pick three of yours?" I nod in confirmation.

"Okay...so out of yours I like Sebastian, Carter, and Brennon."

"Okay, out of yours I like Owen, Henry, and Xavier." He says, I nod in agreement.

"Well that narrows it down to six..."

"Now what babe?"

"Snack, I'm hungry." I get up and walk to the kitchen. I turn around and Liam is behind me. "Liam."

"What?"

"Why are you following me?"

"I'm not following you. He denies. "Just coming into the kitchen for a snack."

"If you're not following me why are you standing behind me? Just walk next to me if you "aren't following me". Right?"

"Sorry, yes I followed you. But because I wanted a snack."

"Liam. Why follow me?" I ask, becoming frustrated.

"Just making sure you're okay."

"Now look who's paranoid. Relax Liam, I'm just fine. I can get a snack by myself."