You Need Me

Christmas

My eyes ping open and I jump onto a sleeping Trent, he wakes up immediately from shock of me jumping on top of him. "Trent! It's Christmas!" I squeal and he rubs his eyes as I lay on my stomach that is feeling a tad tight today I notice and he chuckles under his breath at my childish behaviour.

"Morning, Natalie." He lets out a yawn and I scurry off of him and get out the bed excitedly. My feet slide into my fluffy slippers and I await by the door for Trent to get his lazy arse out of bed. Last night we left presents underneath the tree and I really want him to open the ones I got him.

"Come on hurry up, it's Christmas! You should be excited, not being a lazy bum."

"It's also half bloody seven in the morning, babes."

"Exactly, so we'd best get down there. You have training in three hours and we are going to your parents for Christmas dinner at half five, so you'd best get a wiggle on Mr Alexander-Arnold."

"Alright, I'm coming." Trent literally rolls out of the bed and trudges over to me. He wraps his hands around my waist from behind but immediately rips his hands away from me. I frown up at him with worry and confusion but relief washes over me as a grin spreads across his face.

"What?" I laugh up at him with slight nervousness.

"Your belly, I believe that it has developed a tad." His eyebrows raise and nods towards my stomach, even more excitement fills me and I run into our en suite to have a look for myself.

I lift up Trent's top that I am wearing and I scream, loudly. "OH My FUCKING GOD! TRENT LOOK, I HAVE A TEENSY WEENSY BABY BUMP!" I run my hands over the small bump that is just about visible and Trent comes into the bathroom before placing his two hands onto my stomach.

"I can't believe that me and you are getting married and having a baby together. It's all becoming surreal and look at this, you have now got this bump even though it is really small it's the first sign that our family has truly began, babes," He places a long loving kiss against my lips and gets his phone from our bedroom. "Can I take a picture?"

"Yes, of course you can, are we gonna put it out to the world? Ya know share it and finally tell others that the two of us are expecting."

"Only if you are happy to."

"Definitely." I nod my head frantically and I tie the top up over my belly. I watch him as he crouches down and I place my hand onto my stomach waiting for him to take the picture.

Trent takes several and we flick through each one together deciding which one to put on our Instagram profiles.

"That one, it has the best angle in my opinion." I pick one of them that really emphasises the small bump and also shows off my wedding ring so we can confirm that the rumours of us two making it permanent are true.

"Agreed there, babes." He sends it to me and we post it at the same time and we disable comments to reduce the notifications that we get and mainly to prevent any hate that we could get because it can happen, sadly.

"Right, downstairs." I grab his hand and drag him all the way down to the living room where the Christmas tree is put up and our stockings are hung up over the fireplace. It looks extremely pretty and another wave of excitement rushes through me.

The two of us settle down onto the carpet by the presents and I reach out to hand my fiancé his first present from me. "Ooh what's this?" Trent turns the present wrapped in gold wrapping paper around in his hands examining it with his brown eyes.

"Why don't you open it and see?" I giggle and pull at my top, which is actually Trent's, to tug it all the way down over my stomach.

He tugs at the wrapping paper tearing it off to reveal the mug I got for him. It is white with the words "Best Dad" printed upon the surface in black capitals. "I absolutely love it." He grins widely and puts it upon the coffee table admiring it with a twinkle in his eyes. I can tell that Trent really likes the idea of being a dad and I know he can't wait for the bundle of joy to come into the world.