When You Let Your Heart Win
Seriously, who knew I had so many clothes. Come around Spring time, I'm going to go through all of this and give a lot of this away.
Good idea, Teddy. Good, generous idea. You deserve a pat on the back.
"Bear, you okay?"
"Yeah." I nodded looking at my still stacked closet and my not so still stack dresser. "I have too many clothes."
"You're thinking about getting rid of your clothes, aren't you?" He laughed sitting on the edge of my old bed.
"Yup." I groaned sprawling out on the floor. "I hate this!"
"C'mon babe, we can do this." He laughed getting to his feet and stood over me. "Get up."
"Babe?" He laughed bending down and grabbed my hands and started to pull me. But I'm like a dead person. "Stop being stubborn, Teddy."
"I hate moving." I whined/laughed. "Clothes, grow wings. Fly to Louis' closet."
"Oh, hey look, they're listening to you."
"Stop making jokes." I giggled.
"How about this, I stand here with my arms out and you pile clothes on me then I walk them over to my closet?" He smiled straddling me.
"Will you?" I asked in a childlike tone.
"Yes." He whispered and lent down to kiss me. "Now, let's do this."
"Can I continue kissing you?" I giggled.
"Later. We have to get this done." He answered getting to his feet and extending his hands for me to take.
"Uh, I hope we never move." I groaned grabbing his hands and he pulled/flung me up into his embrace.
"I still wouldn't mind." He shrugged kissing me again. "Someday we'll have to get a bigger place."
"Mhmm." I rolled my eyes at him. "C'mon slave boy. Be my bitch."
"Hey, now." He slapped my bum whenever I turned around and bent over to pick up the clothes I threw on the floor from my dresser.
"Hey now, you!" I squealed standing back up again. "We got work to do!"
"Don't bend over." He smirked licking his lips.
"Babe, your bum looks good in those shorts, so forgive me."
"Enough!" I blushed turning around and crouching down to get my clothes this time around.
"Okay." He laughed standing beside me. "I'll be good."
"Good isn't even in your vocabulary." I snorted throwing lingerie in his hands.
"Why the hell don't you wear things like this for me?" He dropped a lot of what I gave him and held up a very skimpy outfit.
"Because we don't plan whenever we have sex." I shrugged.
"We're having sex tonight." He nodded.
"No we're not." I whispered yelled at him. "Eleanor is here now, you twat. Or have you already forgotten?"
"You just need to be quite then." He shrugged with a smirk. "But it's happening."
"Mhmm. We'll see about that."
"It will happen and I will be ripping this off you, Teddy Bear." He whispered pulling me into him.
"Don't call me that." I groaned.
"I'll call you whatever I please, Teddy Bear." He whispered tilting my head to the side and left small, wet, loving kisses all down my neck.
"Stop." I bit back a moan and pushed him away. "Be respectful."
"To you?" He smiled grabbing my waist and pulling us towards the bed. "Always."
"Louis, stop!" I squealed whenever he made us fall on the bed. "We can't do this."
"Who says we can't?"
"Me!" I yelled pushing at him and ended up straddling him. "I need to get my stuff out of here."
"There's always later." He smiled grabbing my hips and moved them against him.
"I bet you're wet."
"Stop!" I blushed.
"That just told me you are." He smiled proudly then moved me again, and this time, a moan escaped my lips.
"Stop." I growled grabbing his hands and pinning them beside his head. "Later."
"No, I want you naked n..."
"Louis, I'm getting restl... oh, God." El walked in then turned away. "I'm so sorry. I should of called out sooner."
"It's okay." I mumbled sitting up straight, then I realised how and where I was sitting and went to move, but Louis caught me before I could go anywhere.
"Don't. Move." He whispered at me.
"Feel around, babe." He explained and I blushed and started to giggle. "Thanks." He huffed.
"Sorry." I laughed then turned back to Eleanor, who was standing in the doorway awkwardly. "What do you need?"
"I was hoping you'd want some help?" She asked shyly. "I can't just sit out there while you two move stuff out of here. I should help."
"Uh..." I stopped and looked at Louis, and he just looked at me, leaving this decision up to me. "I-I guess you could help."
"Good." She smiled. "Want me to start with your closet?"
"Uh, sure?" I mumbled then watched her grab a lot of clothes before walking out of the room and headed towards Louis' and my room. "This is so embarrassing."
"Try having to hide a hard on around your ex-girlfriend." He agreed.
"Sorry, you find me attractive." I sighed.
"Baby, I find you way passed attractive." He blurted sitting up fully.
"Whatever, fix yourself and help me."
"You help me and go down on me."
"What?" I grumbled flipping through a magazine I've read about nine times in the past week. Being stuck in a house with Eleanor, it sucks and it's boring.
"Uhm, I'm sorry to be asking, but can you please take me to my doctor's appointment?"
"What?" I put the magazine down and looked up at her.
"Louis said he'd take me, but I guess he's stuck at the studio." She mumbled looking down awkwardly. "I don't have anyone else."
"I don't have my license." I lied looking back at my magazine.
"I know you got it yesterday." She sighed. "I'm sorry that I'm asking. I really don't have any one else. Please?"
Why am I thinking of being a nice person to the person that has pretty much ruined my life?
She got here a week ago, and she's trying to get me to do shit for her. What has she done for me?
Fuck. Me. Running.
"Shit." I mumbled to myself.
"Paparazzi." I groaned. "Did you tell the world you had a doctor's appointment today?"
"I haven't been on any social media sites since I found out I was pregnant." She whispered as I parked the car.
"I hate this." I growled turning around to look in the back seat for anything.
"Stop apologising." I snapped.
"Sorry." She whispered again and I stopped my movements and glared at her. "Not sorry?"
"Funny." I rolled my eyes then went back searching through the junk in my back seat. Louis' untidiness is rubbing off on me. I'm going to kill him. For more than one occasion. "Here." I grabbed a pair of sunglasses and threw them at her as I sat straight in my seat. "Hopefully with those they won't really recognise us."
"Right." She giggled as she placed a big, bug eyed pair of sunglasses on, as I did the same.
Good thing it's actually sunny out today.
Stupid, pieces of shits, nosey, fucking reporters. I hate them all. The sun glasses failed miserably. And bitch tits was walking by replying to some of the questions that were thrown at her.
Bitch, have you not learned anything from your almost two year relationship with Louis to not answer paparazzi?
Anyways as El checked in, I took a seat beside a woman that looked like she was having fifteen million babies and started to feel uncomfortable. I now remember why I never volunteered to take her to baby related things.
"You excepting?" The woman asked.
"No." I shook my head with a slight smile.
"Shame, you'd make a beautiful baby." She smiled back. "You're eyes are a rare shade of grey."
"They're a mixture of my parents eyes." I laughed. "Everyone was shocked whenever I was a baby."
"Uh, could that lady be any more rude?!" Eleanor huffed plopping down beside me. "Sorry."
"It's fine, dear." The lady I was talking to smiled. "Girl?"
"Don't know yet." El shrugged. "Haven't decided if I want to know yet."
"Are you two excited to for mother hood?"
"What?!" I jumped. "We're not together."
"Oh... oh!" She nodded then realisation hit her. "I'm so sorry."
"It's okay." El giggled.
"The father excited and supportive?" Ouch.
"Supportive, yes. Excited... you could say that."
"Where is he then? He should be here for every appointment after you start showing." I wanna slap this girl.
"His working schedule is always changing." El responded quickly.
"Right, right, right." She nodded, then a nurse called out a name. "Oh, that's me." She smiled weirdly getting up. "It was nice talking to you girls. Congratulations on the baby. I hope everything goes smoothly."
"Thank you." El smiled as the woman wobbled away.
"She thought we were lesbians." I whispered.
"I know!" She whispered shouted as she looked at me. "She must live in a hole if she doesn't know who we are."
"Not everyone pays attention to One Direction drama." I rolled my eyes.
"This whole pregnancy is on the front page of every magazine and newspaper, everyone should know." She giggled.
"That's meee!" She sang and got to her feet, a little like how the lady who I think is having fifteen million babies, but better and started to walk towards the nurse lady, but stopped and looked back at me. "Come in with me?"
"What?" I coughed.
"I haven't had an check up by myself." She mumbled looking down. "It'd be weird to be in there by myself. Please?"
"Very good. You're about a centre meter dilated." I'm too nice of a person. Why the hell am I in here? I don't want to sit through this. I don't want to know how dilated her vagina is. I don't want to know anything about this kid. Other than the due date, so I know when my fun will end. I hate this.
"Is that normal?" El asked as she looked up at her doctor. I'm not even pregnant and I know that's normal. Idiot.
"Oh, yes dear." The doctor nodded. "Even a month into the pregnancy you could be dilating."
"There's still so much I don't know." She sighed laying back down.
Seriously, why am I here?!
"Soon enough your body will start to get ready for labour and dilating more. It's normal."
"Won't she dilate too far?" I asked. I didn't mean to talk during this, but my mouth has a mind of it's own.
"This process takes quite a long time." The doctor giggled. "At 20 weeks, in a month or two she'll start having braxton hicks and she'll assume it's labour and she'll freak out, causing the father or anyone else in the room to freak out then they'll go away."
"Oh..." I mumbled.
"Ready to see your baby?" The doctor asked turning to El.
"Yes, please." She smiled. She's happy about this. Can I please vagina slap her?
"There you be." The doctor smiled. "Everything looks good." She nodded as mine and El's eyes were locked on the monitor. "The head is a good size for half way through. The arms and legs, look good as well."
"That's good." El smiled bigger.
"Would you like to know the sex?"
"Is that possible?" El smiled looking at her doctor.
"The baby isn't being stubborn today and we got a clear view of the sex." She nodded.
"Yes!" She yelled slightly, then giggled. "Sorry."
"Quite alright. First time mother's are bound to be excited." She replied moving around the thingy on El's belly. "You're having a girl."
"Yes." She smiled. "Here's her feet and legs and no penis."
"Ahh!" El squealed. "I'm having a little girl! Teddy, I'm a mummy to a little girl!"
"Awesome." I plastered a fake smile on my face.
Do you seriously except me to be happy about this, you dumb bitch?
To Boo :)
Thanks for making me take Eleanor to her appointment
To Boo :)
Oh and congratulations it's a girl
Notessmall rant time:
i'm going to say this in the nicest way I possibly can,
if you don't like how i'm going with this story,
stop reading it
but just know, you have no idea where I am going with this
one person, on I think mibba has figured out what i'm doing
(but I haven't told her)
and I really do believe after you read what I have you all will love it
this story is supposed to be drama filled
an ex-girlfriend being pregnant is dramatic
but I swear everything turns out perfectly
but think, have you ever read a story where the main characters don't get to live happily ever after?
so please stick around
I promise it's worth it
Where We Are Tour wise:
DC sold out
and i'm not going to Philly
I hate Philly
i'm a Pitt girl
but i'm not seeing my boys
in my favorite baseball teams' stadium
i'm so depressed guys
if any of you are going to the DC date, don't tell me
i'll probably dislike you for about an hour then dislike you again in August
but other than Philly, they're too far away
so I guess i'll just have to watch my videos when they were in Pitt and remember awesomeness
what do you think?
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