Chapter 1: Amy and Ian, or Amian Amy's POV
I remember eight years ago I was traveling across the world, hoping I would still be alive the next day. And guess what eight years later, here I am still alive, and pregnant with my first child. I was married to none other than Ian Kabra. Yes, it took me a while to forgive him and earn his trust back for what happened in Korea, but still, we're where we are now and happy about it.
"Do you think it'll be much longer?" Ian asked me, sounding very anxious. "How much longer 'til what?" I asked him, eating my breakfast. A ham and cheese omelet, Toast and some fruit. There were some advantages being to a rich guy. I was obviously much less shy around him. And everyone else.
"Until the child arrives, and don't talk with your mouth full." He said. There were also some Disadvantages being married to a rich guy. I rolled my eyes and continued to eat.
"It's a boy, not just a child, and he could come any minute." I replied. Ian's eyes popped right out of his head. He was shaking now. "Oh come on, don't be like that." I said, "I'm scared to but I'm not shaking." That calmed him down, but it really was a lie, I was shaking really hard.
After about forty-five minutes past that my water broke. "IAN," I screamed terrified, "could you please get the car started?" I asked trying to be calm, but it wasn't really working.
"When?" He asked stupidly.
"NOW," I screamed at him, "The baby's coming!" Ian screamed like a girl and ran down the stairs.
"What did you say was coming?" He asked panting, and sweating, with the car keys in his hand.
"The baby's coming," I said, rather calmly, "You know the one we haven't named?" I said more angrily this time. He started gasping again. "Can you just help me get into the car and drive?" I asked and he slowly nodded and ran to through the door. I rolled my eyes, 'men' I thought.
Eighteen hours later….. "What are you going to name it?" Natalie asked me anxiously. As of one hour ago I had a little boy with dark blonde hair and green eyes. I still didn't know what his name was going to be.
I shrugged, "I don't know yet. Any ideas?" I asked. I looked around no one answered. "Um, how about, Samuel?" I asked.
"NO!" Ian yelled, I looked at him confused. "There used to be this guy on my polo team named that and I hated him so much. How about Noah."
I actually really liked that name. I nodded smiling.
"Noah, what about middle name?" Dan said, thinking.
"How about, Lucas or Luke?" I asked Ian.
"I guess that will work, how about Darwin instead?" He asked. I stared at him. Shocked. "What kind of name's that?" I asked confused. But seriously, what kind of name is that? "Fine," Ian said, "His middle name's Luke." I smiled, finally the moment I was waiting for, a little boy with his name in my arms. Now I was in true happiness.