We got back home and entered the house, hand in hand. I couldn't be happier. I have everything I need. Liam picked me up and took off my shoes, carrying me to the bedroom. "I'm pregnant Liam, not gravely ill" I giggled. "I know, I've just wanted to do this for a while." he smiled. He placed me gently on the bed and threw me a t-shirt of his, leaving so I could change into it. I felt so secure with him, he even gave me privacy, even though he had seen me in barely anything already. I admired him, for being the man I have never had. I slipped his shirt over my head and inhaled his musky scent. My senses flooded with relief, his smell was like my new drug, intensifying my need for him in every way, keeping me calm and steady. Liam was my new chance, to actually change my life, the right way. He is going to help me, and I couldn't be happier. I heard a knock on the door, interrupting my thoughts. "come in!" I said, folding my dress up. Liam came from behind me and held my waist. I smiled as he rubbed my small baby belly. "so beautiful." he mumbled into my cheek, kissing it lightly. I giggled. "you think my fat belly is beautiful!?" I laughed harder, he looked at me, an almost angry expression on his face. "of course it is! That isn't fat, it's life! Beautiful, amazing life, that is inside of you! Perfection in one little bundle." his expression softened and he kissed over the fabric of his t-shirt on my belly. "hey baby, I can't wait to meet you! " "sing to it!" I laughed he looked up at me and began to sing a sweet song to my belly, I giggled, this was so cute. He finished the sing and kissed my belly one more time before standing up again and kissing my lips. "I love you" he whispered "I love you too" he kissed me again before picking me up and placing me on the bed. He tucked me in and laid down next to me, pulling me to his chest. This felt so right, so perfect, almost too perfect, but I loved every second of it.

Notes

Sorry it was short