Hey so this is a sequel, so it might not make sense if you don't read Like, Lust, Love or All the Above. It's a bit of a repeat in the mid beginning but in a different POV. It took forever because I couldn't figure out a title sorry! I hope you guys like it

Love ,

~Blondie~

Tori's POV

I turned the faucet on and splash cool water onto my face. I quickly grab the towel to dry off and finally find the courage to look into the mirror. My heart is beating erratically and it feels like I can't catch my breath. I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

"It's okay. I'm going to be okay! " I chant to myself. My heart continues to pound in my chest unconvinced. "I don't even know yet…I could be making a mountain out of a molehill?" I still haven't convinced myself when I check my watch. It'd been two minutes. I wet my dry lips with my tongue. I could do this. I could totally do this. I walk up to the little plastic stick pick it up and than I quickly drop it back down on the counter. Shit, I couldn't do this! I grab onto the counter and look at myself in the mirror. "I'm not sixteen anymore! I'm twenty-one years old damn it. I can do this." I take a deep breath and pick up the plastic stick once again.

I remind myself to breathe. I almost drop the stick again. I forget how to breathe. It's right there staring me in the face. A pink little plus sign. I crumple to the ground. Pregnant?

I hear Beck close Maddie's door and quickly stand up and walk into the living room. I situate myself on the couch just as Beck walks in. He sits down beside me.

"Hey." I smile weakly.

"Hey." He smiles back. A smile that says lean on me, trust me. A smile that gives me slimmer of hope, that maybe just maybe everything would be okay. Oh whom was I kidding? When had anything ever been easy for me?

"Today was fun."

"Yeah it really was." Becks smile widens causing my heart to flutter. I bit my lip and sigh.

"Beck, we need to talk."

Beck tenses beside me. "Okay?" He asks, ready for battle.

"So, you know how we were talking about you finding your own apartment? Somewhere really close, so, you could come over to see Maddie whenever you want?" I ask. Praying he hasn't had anytime to look. I would really need him to help out with Maddie…and though I hated to admit it I just really needed him to be there for me this time around.

"Er…yeah I remember."

"Well, I was wondering have you looked at anything? Or is there a place you have your eye on?"

"No, not really. I haven't had time to look for apartments with The Good Life and my teaching schedule." I let out a breath of relief. Thank God.

"Okay." I look towards the television trying to unjumble my thoughts.

"Why?" Beck asks in alarm. "Do you want me to move out? Look, if I'm being a burden, or stepping on your toes, just tell—"

I interrupt him "No! No that's not what I meant by it!"

"Than?" He hedges. "Is it because you have a guy in your life and you don't want him to know about me?" He accuses. I would have laughed if he didn't look so serious. Was he insane?

"No! Why would you think that?" When did I have time to even find someone my age and okay with me having a child? Hell, when did I have time to meet any guy period?

"I don't know!" Beck examined running a hand through his hair, "I was just trying to figure out what I did to make you want to move out. I thought things were going well. I mean, yeah, sometimes I forget to clean the dishes, or leave the toilet seat up every once in a while but I—"

"Beck! I don't want you to move out." I say quietly.

"Er…come again?"

I swallow and muster up all my courage. "I. Don't. Want you. To. Move. Out." I reiterate slowly.

"You…you don't?" Beck asks looking so adorably confused I feel like crying.

"No that would make this a little more difficult…but if you want to move out…"

"I don't." He says quietly. "I don't want to leave Maddie…or you."

"That's good to hear." I smile. The tears in my eyes finally spill over. Beck grabs my hand and my tears only fall faster. "I don't know why I'm crying. I cry so easily these days." I laugh through my tears.

"Everything is going to work out for us. It always does."

"Yeah…"

"Tori?" I look into his eyes.

"Can…can I kiss you?" He blushes.

I should say no, I should tell him to get away from me, that we had more important things to worry about than his hormones. But it sounds too damn good to say no. And so I lean in and he kisses me. Gently at first but then with more pressure. He deepens his kiss as his hands begin to wander. He tickles my stomach and I shiver. I'm lost in this feeling of complete bliss until his hand move upwards. I quickly push him away. Coming to my senses. This was how we got into our predicament!

"Sorry," he breathes out.

"S'not your fault." I manage.

Beck moves to the opposite side of the couch.

"Beck," I start looking towards Maddie's room, than to the floor. Trying to find the confidence to tell him he was going to be a father…again. I finally find his eyes, and blurt. "I'm pregnant."

Beck doesn't breathe, his face looks completely blank. He looks at me with an unreadable expression and I begin to panic and soon that turns into outrage. "Look, I've done this without you before. I can do it again. I don't need you. We don't need—"

And then Beck's lips are on mine, once again. Just a quick kiss to shut me up. "Really?" He asks a slow elated smile forms across his face, his voice filled with excitement. "You're pregnant?" He looks at my still flat stomach and then looks at me in awe. "Our baby is growing inside of there?"

I smile watery at him. "You're happy?"

"Ecstatic. Why wouldn't I be? I love you and Maddie more than my own life and now this baby too."

I began to sob. Beck wraps his arms around me and I cry into his shoulder for an immeasurable amount of time. It was like the dream I had every night for nine months when I had Maddie. Only one million times better, because it was real. I pull back to look at Beck as soon as my tears finally calm down.

"How long have you known?" Beck asks.

"I just found out."

"So…we're the only ones who know?"

"Yeah." Beck looks up at me in child like wonder than at my stomach.

"You won't be able to see anything for a while." I inform him.

"Can I… feel it?"

I giggle. "You won't be able to feel the baby. He or she is the size of a tadpole right now."

"I know but…"

"Sure." I smile. Beck tentatively places his hand on my stomach. He leans his head down to my stomach.

"Hey little one. I don't know if you can hear yet, but I'm your daddy. I just wanted you to know that I love you already, even if you are only a tadpole."

My tears overwhelm me again as I begin to sob again.

Beck looks at me and cups my face. "Hey, hey, why are you crying?"

"I…I've wai…wai…waited to…to…to hear-ear those words… for f-f-five years."

"Victoria Marie Vega. You are not alone this. I will be there for you ad our baby and Maddie every step of the way. I can't wait to see our baby grow inside of you. I can't wait for you to have him or her and hold them in my arms. Victoria Marie Vega?" Beck asks getting off the couch and on to one knee. My stomach lurches. "Will you marry me?"

I forget to breathe. "M…marries you?" Beck smiles handsomely at me.

"No."