Enemies With Benefits - T.H

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Tom and I drive to his mums house, and to be honest I'm feeling quite nervous. Not only because of how they feel about us having a baby, but because Tom tends to get angry and say things he doesn't mean. Luckily I'll be there to stop him if he starts getting out of hand.
We get to the house, and I turn to Tom before we get out of the car.
"Keep your cool." I say.
"I'll try." He nods.
We get out of the car and walk up to the door. He takes a deep, soothing breath, and opens it to walk inside.
"Mum, dad, I'm here." He calls.
Soon, Nikki and Dom walk into the room. Nikki looks so happy to see Tom, and it makes me hurt for her that he's been ignoring all her calls.
"Hey honey." She says hugging him.
"Hello Savannah." She smiles, hugging me too.
"So? Let's talk." Tom says, getting straight to the point as we all take a seat in the living room. I really just was to persuade his parents into seeing that Tom and I will make just as good of parents as Haz and Hannah.
"Your father and I feel that your relationship isn't stable enough for a baby yet. You two have had a rough go this past year, and a baby only makes things harder. You guys are so sweet together, and I'd hate to see a baby ruin that. Of course we can't control what decision you make, and we won't love you any less, but I really want you to think about not only your lives, but the life of the baby. If you two separated it'd forever be a split household which isn't what's best for a child." His mum explains. Honestly, she made some really good points, although I just don't think she understands Tom and I. We're not going to split up, our troubles this past year only made our connection stronger. We're ready for this baby.
"Savannah and I aren't ever going to break up again. I have changed mum, in ways you wouldn't even understand, all thanks to her. She helped me grow. I want a family with her. I want to marry her, and I want a baby with her." Tom says.
His words bring a smile to my face and a warmth to my heart. The way he speaks about me just shows how much he loves me. I never knew a guy could love me as much as he does.
"Well.. if you've made up your minds then there's nothing we can do. As much as I think you should wait, I know I can't control your actions. Of course if you have a baby we will love it and be there for all of it. We just want what is best for the both of you." Nikki says.
"Alright.. thank you." Tom nods.
"Tell them." I say.
Tom looks at me with confusion.
"But we were going to wait." He says.
"Tell them." I say once again.
"Tell us what?" Dom asks.
I nod to him, giving him the okay to tell his parents.
"Mum.. dad.. Savannah is almost five weeks pregnant." Tom says.
Their faces are unreadable for a split second, before Nikki smiles widely, opening her arms to pull us into a hug.
"I'm so sorry.. if I had known-" she starts.
"Nikki it's okay, you're his parent. You're suppose to guide him." I say, and she lets us go.
"Oh honey.. this is.." she is at a loss for words.
"This is going to be hard." Dom interjects. "But, we will help you two every step of the way."
"Thank you, dad." Tom smiles happily.
I can tell he appreciates the support from his parents, we both do. This makes this whole situation so much better.
"We haven't told anyone yet though so.. if we could keep this between us for now." I say.
"Of course." Nikki nods.
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I pack my things for the trip, wanting to get it done now so I don't have to worry about it later. I'm so excited to get away with my boy, and not have to worry about anyone or anything. Just the two of us on a sunny beach. No distractions.
"Are you sure you don't want to tell anyone before the trip?" Tom asks.
"I just think it'd be weird to drop a bomb like that then leave." I shrug.
"Yeah.. I guess you are right." He says.
My phone rings from across the room, and I drop the clothes in my hands to go grab it. I read the caller ID, seeing its Haz.
"Why is my brother calling me?" I ask.
"I have no clue." He says, but getting quickly distracted when he sees the lingerie I'm packing. I roll my eyes at the horny boy, and answer the phone.
"Hey Haz, what's up?" I ask.
"You're pregnant?!" He asks and my mouth drops.
"How did you?.." I trail off.
"You told Nikki, Harry overheard and told me." He says.
"Oh no.. you didn't tell Hannah did you-"
"Savannah! I can't believe you didn't tell me!" I hear Hannah yell.
Welp. She definitely knows.
"I know I know." I say quickly. "I'm going to kill Harry."
"What'd my brother do?" Tom asks with concern, and I hold my finger up to him to tell him hold on for just a minuet.
"I promise to tell you guys all about it but let me talk to mum and Char first since they're practically the only ones left." I groan.
"I expect every detail!" Hannah calls and I laugh.
"I'm sure you'll hold me to that." I say. "Talk to you later."
I hang up the phone and Tom waits for me to explain what's going on. I shake my head, knowing this was probably going to happen. I wanted to do a big reveal but it looks like that's not an option anymore.
"Practically everyone knows." I sigh, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Aw I'm sorry sweetheart, I know how much you wanted to surprise everyone." He says.
I feel the familiar nauseous feeling in my stomach, and I groan, knowing what is coming in about forty five minuets. My nightly routine of puking my guts up. Tom can already tell what's happening and he frowns.
"Lay down, I'm going to do something." He instructs.
I lay back on the bed, and he pulls out his phone, holding it to his ear.
"Han, what do we do about morning sickness? Well I guess night sickness for Sav.." he says.
He listens to what she's saying, nodding as he writes it down on a piece of paper. He's going to be so great throughout this pregnancy, I can already tell.
"Okay I got it, thank you." He says, and hangs up the phone. "I'm going to run to the store really quick and get these for you, will you be okay?"
I nod with a smile.
"Yeah, thank you." I say.
"Course Darlin."
He heads out, and I hear his car leave the driveway. I pull at my shirt, the tight material only making me feel sicker to my stomach. I get up from the bed and walk over to Tom's dresser to grab one of his baggy T-shirts. Those are always comfy. I dig through his drawer, trying to find my favorite one. The blue and grey stripped one. My hand hits something in the back, and I wrap my fingers around it, pulling it out.
"Oh my god.." I gasp.