Grayson's Point Of View:
I woke up the next morning alone in the bed. I got up and walked to the bathroom and found Skielynn leaning over the toilet throwing up. I went over and kneeled on the floor next to her and held her hair back and rubbed her back gently. After she stopped throwing up, I helped her up and wiped her face off and left the room to go get her new clothes. When i came back she was brushing her teeth and putting her hair up into a messy bun. God, even when she doesn't try, she looks absolutely beautiful. "Here's your clothes, babe. Do you want anything to eat?", I inquired softly. She shook her head slightly and took the clothes from my hands and I left the room and shut the door behind me.
Well since she wasn't in the mood for eating, I might as well pull up some websites to find an apartment here for us while I make myself some breakfast. There was some pancake mix in the cupboard and the rest of the ingredients were in the fridge so I got them all out and began making pancakes for myself. While I was in the middle of taking the last pancake off the pan I heard Skielynn come out of the bathroom. I plopped the fresh pancakes onto a plate and smothered them in syrup and sat at the kitchen island and pulled up a website on my laptop. "Hey.", I heard from behind me. "Hey, love.", I replied softly as I turned around and gave Skie a kiss on the cheek. "I'm just looking for apartments for us. I think I found a good one.", I turned the laptop a bit so she could see the place I was looking at.
Skielynn flashed me a small smile and nodded her head. "Alright, go get ready and then we'll go check it out.", I said softly and with that she walked away into the bedroom. When she came back out I wrote the address down and put my jacket on.. "Ready?", I spoke as I reached for her hand. Skie nodded softly and intertwined our fingers.
We got in a cab and I gave him the address of the flat, and the car ride was only about 15 minutes. We were bathed in silence, but not an awkward one. It was blissful and the atmosphere was light and happy. I squeezed her hand gently and she did it back. It ended up turning into an endless game of squeezing each others hands. She was smiling like crazy and damn, she looked so beautiful. I looked down at our hands and let out a short laugh and smiled. She was wearing the ring I proposed to her with. I can't wait for the day where I'm finally able to call her Mrs. Skielynn Rose Woods.
I remember when Skielynn and I used to play dress up and wedding when we were really young. She would always wear her white shirt with a unicorn on the front and a pink skirt and I would always wear my black spiderman shirt with my blue jeans. Those memories are some of the best I have with her. She was happy and I was too. No one hurt themselves or tried to kill themselves. No one worried about appearances. We were both so happy but we agreed kissing was gross because cooties! So instead of kissing the bride, she made me kiss a tree. Then we would go back inside my house and eat fresh chocolate chip cookies my mum would make. I just know that our actual wedding will be amazing. Skie is amazing and everything I could ever want. I really want to be with her forever and I'm so happy she's mine.
When we finally pulled up in front of the flat, I got out and helped Skie out. We walked up to the flat and there was a woman in a red pant suit. She seemed nice, and her name tag read: AmnaMarie. She greeted us and showed us around the flat. It wasn't too small nor too big. With the money I have saved up and my mum's help we should be able to afford this place for sure and Skie seemed like she loved it. "We'll take it!".
Skie's Point of View:
~A two months later~
I was laying on the couch, texting my dad when I heard the door slam shut. "Hey, love! I'm home.", Grayson shouted from the kitchen. "Aye babe, how was work?", I said loud enough for him to hear. I heard the fridge open and then shut a few seconds later. Grayson walked in the room and plopped down on top of my legs. I grunted and shot him a death glare. "It was alright," he smiled, "buuuut we have no food! Lets go ouuuuuuuut. Somewhere fancy, so dress nice!" I whined and pushed him off my legs. "I'm four months pregnant, almost five, and i'm claustrophobic! DON'T SIT ON ME.", I said and walked to our room to get changed so we could go out to eat.
After about an hour of looking for something nice to wear, I was sitting on the floor surrounded by all of my clothes. Grayson popped his head in the doorway and threw a marshmallow at me. "Hmph! Rude!", I said when it hit me in the forehead. I picked it up off my lap and ate it. "I don't know what to wear! Help me, jerk.", I said as I laid down on all of my clothes. Grayson threw a few more marshmallows at me before coming over and rolling me off of my clothes so he could look through them. I laid on the floor patiently until he finally said he picked out an outfit for me. I sat up and looked at the clothes he placed on the bed we share. Grayson reached his hands out to pull me up and he kissed the top of my head. Gosh, he's so adorable!
.....Nevermind, I think the little shit is crazy. The outfit he picked out for me is a form fitting plain black dress with long sleeves and it goes to about a few inches above mid thigh. I made a disgusted face at it, "Erm..Gray..You okay in there?," I said as i poked his head a few times. He just smiled and laughed slightly. "I'm serious! I can't wear this! I'm pregnant and it'll look absolutely horrible!". Grayson pulled me into his warm embrace and kissed me gently, "Skie, I think you'll look lovely and so what if you're pregnant? Even with your baby bump, you're beautiful as ever. Now go put it on, love." I sighed a bit and started stripping off my Nightmare Before Christmas pyjamas. Grayson passed me my dress and I slid it on. I grabbed my makeup bag off the dresser and walked to the bathroom. Grayson stayed behind, probably so he could change too.
It took me about twenty minutes to get my makeup and eyebrows done to perfection and I was just finishing up my hair when Grayson came in. He was wearing black skinny jeans and a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He looked absolutely perfect and I just wanted to tackle him and rip his clothes off his body and....wait! What am I thinking. I'm pregnant for fucks sake and I don't exactly want to do it while I'm pregnant. I let out a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding. "Ready to go, my little voodoo doll?," he said in a raspy low voice as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I nodded and leaned up on my tippy toes to kiss him on the lips. But he quickly moved away. I frowned a bit. "I don't want your red lipstick on my face before we go out to dinner! That stuff always stains my skin!," he laughed slightly. Grrr!
We got into our car and drove for about thirty-five minutes until we pulled up to a fancy looking restaurant. I had no idea what it was called considering it was written in French, but it looks lovely. We parked the car and got out, Grayson held the door open for me and he gave me a big smile as I walked inside. It was so beautiful in here! Grayson walked up beside me and put his arm around me and the hostess walked us to a private booth. When we got to the booth I saw my father, Rain, and Lexus sitting at the table! "Oh my god, no way! What are you three doing here? I missed you all so much!", I exclaimed as they all stood up to hug me. "Hey honey, well, we all missed you so much and Grayson told us you missed us as well so we set this all up and we're gonna be spending a few days with you guys at your flat! I know you didn't like Veronika so much so we had her stay at home and I figured you'd want to see Lexus.", my dad said after he pulled away from me.
I looked at all of them and then to Gray. I had a massive smile on my face, I really did miss all of them so much. After we all finished hugging and greeting each other we all sat down. Grayson was on my left, Rain on my right and Lexus and dad were across from us. We all ate and talked all throughout dinner. This was definitly one of the best nights I've had in awhile.
