Camila's POV
Shawn's mom yelled, jumped and cried when we told her the news. She was so pumped about it that made me feel so good and ready to tell my parents as well.
I dressed up and changed like five times before leaving the house because even though I didn't have a noticeable belly yet, I wasn't sure if to wear tight clothes or not.
"You look beautiful", Shawn said from the living room.
"You haven't even seen me", I replied back.
"I don't need to", he said and heard his footsteps coming into the room. His eyes traveled through my body from head to toe. "See? You're gorgeous".
His words were so sweet and the way he looked at me was so tender that I had to hold back my tears. I was always so sensitive and my mood changed swiftly, which I actually hated it, and then I got mad at myself just to be tired of the roller coaster of emotions at the end of the day.
"No, no, don't cry", he whispered and wrapped me in his arms.
"I'm sorry", I mumbled against his chest.
"It's going to be fine", he told me running his open hand up and down my back.
"Let's go before I make a mess of myself", I suggested and he smiled at me before grabbing the car keys.
He drove there and I tried to distract myself looking out the window. I didn't know if the distress in my stomach was because of the normal symptoms or just the nerves of telling my family about the baby. I wanted to get over with this quickly, whatever the reaction was, and go back home with Shawn. I never liked the anxious feeling I got every time I was about to do or say something important. I didn't know how I managed to get it done in the past, with college or other contexts, but it was always the same draining situation for me and I didn't like it.
"Ready?", Shawn asked me and offered me his hand when we parked outside my childhood house.
"Yes", I said trying to convince myself as well.
"They're here!", my mom yelled when she opened the door and then hugged us effusively.
"Hi", Shawn smiled shyly.
"Come in, food is almost ready".
My dad was in the back grilling vegetables and meat. The smell of meat almost sent me away but I fought the urge and ignored it.
"Hi baby", my dad said and kissed the top of my head. "Hey Shawn".
I left Shawn with my dad by the grill because I couldn't stand the smell anymore and excused myself to help my mom in the kitchen.
I managed to get through lunch without gagging, or even worse throwing up, but the knot of nerves in the pit of my stomach was just getting bigger. Sofi eyed me every now and then because she knew I was about to drop the news. Shawn, on the other hand, seemed to be so relaxed cracking jokes with my dad and complementing my mom on anything he thought of. I wished I could be as cool about it, but I knew my parents and I knew how extra they could be. All I could do in the meantime was to bring cherry tomato after cherry tomato to my mouth.
"How's your dad Shawn?", my mom asked him.
"Much better now. It will take a while before he recovers 100% but he's doing well".
"That's great", my mom smiled. "Maybe Camila will get to be colleagues with him at university".
I almost chocked on my water when she mentioned university and Shawn placed his hand on my tight under the table to show me some comfort. He was the only one that noticed my reaction apparently.
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