**I do apologise for time jumping, but honestly I did 3 drafts of this trying to not jump, and even I found it boring to read. Forgive me if this is the same. It gets better very soon! Opinions, ideas are welcome!! Vote, comment & fan. Much Love**
I was woken up by a knock at the door, I got up off the couch, which was getting somewhat difficult. My belly was starting to show a little bit. Jodie was just over 4 months pregnant now, and her belly small but round. Thankfully I could still wear shorts and singlets however I was no longer confident enough to wear crop tops, which stung my ego a bit.
I walked over to the door while fixing my hair. Checking that I looked okay I opened the door.
John was standing there.
"Oh, hi John", I said, standing aside so he could walk in.
"Hey Alli", He greeted.
I walked into the loungeroom and sat back down. He followed and sat on the floor in front of me.
"How have you been?", he asked.
"I've been better..." I said honestly. Looking at him. I'd forgotten how goregous he was.
He looked down at his hands and took a deep breathe.
"This isn't going to cut it, but I'm so sorry I left like that. The moment I got to the airport all I wanted to do was come back and apologize prefusley but I just couldn't. Then I didn't know if I should try to contact you or if you'd even want me to. I was so caught up in mixed emotions, I even fell on my face while doing a flip!", he excalimed poiting to a bruise on his temple.
I chuckled slightly, "Is it so hard to believe you would fail at flipping?", I asked him,
"Hey, I have never failed a flip", he smiled.
This was so much better. I was feeling so much better. I hadn't forgiven him but I was glad he was back.
I woke up the next morning and walked to the spare room, opening the door slightly. There was John sleeping peacefully. I smiled, he really was back. My morning went as per usual, actually so did the rest of the day, but I just had a little more peace of mind.
**3 Months later**
Ugh, I rolled out of bed. I was so tired, I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. I was now 6 months pregnant, and although I felt huge apparently my belly was quite small compared to others. At first I was worried but I was told it was normal for someone my age to have a small baby, and that he would grow up normally and to normal height. John was being very supportive now, he turned down another tour and has since refused 3 private functions because he didn't to leave me for anything.
I still loved him and I knew that, but I just couldn't bring myself to let him in completley again... not yet anyway. He was trying so hard to earn my trust but he had really hurt me by leaving.
As I got out of the shower, chucked on some black cargo pants and a chicago bulls singlet, along with a set of black vans. I decided I wanted to go shopping so I got out my phone.
"Hello?", Jodie answered.
"Hey babygirl, want to go shopping?", I asked. We had always been good friends, but we had gotten so much closer over the past few months. Without John for the first few months, she was really all I had.
"Sure!", she replied,"I was actually just about to head over to yours anyway! be there in 5!:m she chirped and hung up. I smiled and put the phone in my pocket. I quiclky grabbed my purse and walked downstairs. I saw John sitting in the loungeroom, watching TV.
