23. History

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I was well into my second trimester by April and me and Olly had just released that we were co-hosting Xtra Factor this year. The bump was just visible and press started guessing who the father was. Harry Styles was thrown back into the mix which was ridiculous since it was 3 years ago; most people thought it was Jack which was believable since we could have got back together. We started filming auditions and working with Olly and pretending not to be together on camera was hard work and especially because they were filming us all day everyday picking up our every move.  We did the usual flirting not making it too obvious and he even used the joke that the baby was his, which was true obviously but the public didn’t know.

“Who are you?” Olly asked the next contestant.

“James Preston, I’m 37 and I’m from Manchester”

“Who do you want to as big as?” I asked.

“People who are in the charts”

“Like Olly Murs?” I placed my hand on Olly’s arm.

“Who’s Olly Murs” James replied, I started laughing so hard it physically hurt.

“I don’t know” Olly chipped in.

“Oh Ols” I continued laughing putting my hand on his chest. He put his arms around me laughing himself.

“You two are so cute together” Simon Cowell smiled while we were in the green room.

“Pregnant” I pointed to my stomach.

“Dump him and marry me” Olly joked.

“Maybe not a good idea!” Simon laughed.

“Perhaps not, but she’s still mine” Olly kissed me on the cheek.

“I hope your boyfriend watches this while you’re next to him on the sofa” Simon joked

“I don’t” I laughed playing along with our lie.

“Did anything ever happen with you two?” Simon asked.

“It did!” Louis chirped in.

“At the beginning there maybe was a kiss” Olly replied.

“I knew it!”Louis shouted.

“But nothing more” I continued for Olly.

“Are you sure the baby isn’t Olly’s, it’s not going to come out wearing a trilby and braces?” Simon asked.

“I’m certain it is not Olly’s” I laughed.

“You never know” Olly smirked placing his hand on my bump.

“Olly seriously you need to get it out of your head, it is never going to happen between us two”

“I disagree, that is not what you said earlier, but okay Caz” He placed his hand on my lower back. I started laughing with him, how they didn’t realise baffled me.

We got to our hotel and I got into the bath since my back was killing me. Unfortunately me and Olly had to get separate hotel rooms again since I was supposed to be dating Jack and Olly, Francesca. Olly had the spare key card for my room and he came in and slept with me in my room other than using his own. Olly walked into the bathroom and scared me to death.

“Olly knock!” I laughed washing my arms.

“But you’re my fiancée” He started getting undressed and climbed into the bath behind me with his legs straddled around me.

“Give me a back massage please Ols” he started laughing as he placed his arms on my collar bone digging in with his hands quite hard.

“That’s good” I moaned as I continued lathering my body with the body puff.

 “You seem more into this than sex” He put foam on my face.

“I’m in pain” I turned around to face him, spilling the water over the side of the bath.

“Well you will be soon if you don’t enjoy it as much as this” He leant down and kissed the foam off my nose.

“Let’s get into bed and have hot sex” I stood up and put a towel around me.

“We’ll get sweaty and we’ve just been in the bath” he stood up and got a towel himself.

“You Olly Murs are refusing sex?”

“I never said that” he dropped his towel and walked over to me and pulled mine down before picking me up and kissing me. “Have you put on weight?” He smiled when he put me on the bed and put his hand on my stomach.

“I have gained weight I’m pregnant, shut up and get onto the bed!”

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