The life of a Fangirl
Chapter three
It has been a week since Levi, Wren and I came to stay with dad. I am five weeks pregnant and, if anything, the morning sickness is getting slightly worse, but I'm coping.
I am currently standing in my room, looking through my closet for something to wear. I finally decide on some light blue skinny jeans and a plain white t-shirt. I get dressed, thinking about how soon, in a matter of weeks, I won't be able to fit into these jeans, or this t-shirt. But, I may as well make the most of them whilst I can fit into them.
I walk downstairs after tying my hair into its signature ponytail, and sliding on my glasses. I find my dad, Wren and Levi sitting in the living room, watching something on TV.
I sit down next to Levi and he smiles at me, I smile back at him.
"So, what are we doing today?" Wren asks.
"Nothing, unless you guys want to go to the park or something. There isn't exactly much to do around here." Dad says.
"Do you want to go to the park, Cath?" Levi asks me.
"Sure, why not?" I answer.
Levi and I stand and leave the room.
"Wren, you wanna come?" I ask my sister, looking into the living room.
"No, I'm good thanks. Go have some fun." She answers.
"Okay, see you guys later." I say, slipping on my shoes and following Levi out of the door.
He takes my hand and we walk to the park which is about a ten minute walk away.
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When we get there we find a shaded spot under a tree and we sit down, on the rough ground, our backs against the hard, brown trunk of the tree. We watch as little kids run around, their parents or siblings chasing after them. Families are sitting down, eating picnics and laughing over god knows what.
"Just think, soon, that's going to be us." Levi says, smiling his signature smile. He is wearing dark blue jeans and a green shirt.
"Yeah." I say, placing my hand on my stomach, a smile spreads on my face. "What do you want the baby to be?"
"I don't mind, as long as they are happy and healthy. Though, I wouldn't mind having a little girl like you running around. How about you?" He answers.
"I don't mind either, them being happy and healthy is all that matters. Though, I wouldn't mind a little boy like you running around." I say.
"I love you, Cather, and our baby." He says, turning to me and placing his hand over mine, over our creation.
"We love you, too, Levi." I say before placing my lips upon his, kissing him sweetly.
"What are we going to do about our living arrangements?" He asks when we pull apart.
"Well, we have to talk to the principle. Maybe Reagan could move in with Wren as Wren is moving into our building. Then you could move in with me. We could see if we could fit a double bed in there, along with a crib and whatever else we need. We could get rid of one of the desks, meaning one of the chairs, but it shouldn't be a problem." I say.
"That is very good thinking." He says.
"I know." I say.
"Cath?" I hear a familiar voice call my name.
I look up and see Able walking towards us. Shit.
"Cath? Is that you?" He asks as he gets closer.
"Yeah, hey, Able." I say.
"Hey. Who is this?" He asks, looking at Levi.
"This is Levi, my boyfriend. Levi, this is Able." I say.
"I didn't know you had a new boyfriend." Able says.
"Yeah, well, you got a new girlfriend." I say.
"Yeah, well, she's not my girlfriend anymore. We split up." He says.
"Sorry, but Levi and I are good." I say.
"So, how's college going?" He asks.
"Great, thanks. You?" I ask, annoyed, I really want him to go away.
"Good, yeah, thanks. How long have you two been dating?" He asks.
"It doesn't matter. Can you please go away?" I ask.
"What? Why?" Able asks.
"Because I don't want to speak to you." I tell him.
"What have I done to you?" He asks.
"I just don't want to speak to you, okay." I say.
"Fine, I'll go." Able says, walking away from us, at last.
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Right now I am sitting on my bed, may laptop on my lap as I look through my comments on Carry on, Simon.
Magicath, please, please, please write more stories. I love your writing, you're a great author xxx
Please write more stories
Write more stories, Magicath. You're an amazing author.
Write more.
Please write another story!
I look through the many comments on my story. All of them tell me to write another. But I used all of my ideas in Carry on. All of them. I don't know what to do now. What else can I write about? The last book has come out. We all know how it actually ends now. So why do they need me to write more stories?
Levi enters the room and walks over to me. He sits on the edge of the bed with a smile on his face.
"You okay?" He asks.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I answer.
"Cather, who was that boy in the park?" He questions.
"Oh, he was my ex-boyfriend. Don't worry, I don't love him. I only love you." I say.
"I know. Why did you tell him to go away?" He says.
"Because I didn't want to talk to him."
"Why?"
"Because, he found a girl and dumped me saying things like we weren't actually in a relationship, we were just really good friends. After that we didn't talk to each other." I say.
"Oh, sorry,"
"You don't have to be sorry. It's not your fault. But, now, all of my fans want me to write another story." I tell him.
"Why don't you then?" He asks, sitting so he is next to me, his back against the head board, so he is looking at what people had commented.
"Because I used all of my ideas in Carry On. I don't know what else to write about. Plus I could hardly keep up in college, and now that we have a baby on the way I'll be even more behind." I answer.
"Well, then don't write another fanfiction. Or we could write one together. I can help you, and I'm sure Wren would as well." He says.
"I don't know. I just need time, to think of something to write about." I tell him.
"Okay. It's up to you. They can't force you to write another story. No one can. It's up to you whether you want to write another story or not." He says.
"Thank you. For being here." I say.
"No problem. Your dad wanted me to tell you that dinner is going to be done soon. He's cooking tonight." He says.
"Okay. I'll be down in a bit." I tell him.
"Okay, love you." He kisses me before getting off the bed.
"Love you, too." I say, and he leaves the room.
So I sit there, on my bed, thinking of something to write to them. But I can't think of anything. So I turn off my laptop and go downstairs. Still thinking of what I can do.
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