Spinning around, getting bigger, taking over his mind; the thought of being a father leaped in and out of Ian Harding's head. The words said by his fiancé haunted him, but in a good way. He could feel his heartbeat in many places; watching his chest pump up and down as the thought kept racing. The sight of the petite, pregnant, but not showing woman beside him was quite possibly the most beautiful thing he'd ever laid eyes on. He watched as her stomach moved up and down, matching every breath her sleeping body took; Her eyelids fluttered ever so often. He inhaled the scent of her fruity smelling hair, placing an arm around and placing a hand her body onto her stomach. He took a deep breath in, calming the nerves in his body. Regardless of how he felt, or what floated through his mind, the good, the bad, the excitement, the fear; nothing could change the reality. Whatever it was that he was feeling, was true in all ways possible.
"Luc," a deep voice whispered, awaking the small brunette beside him, nudging her side lightly.
"It's time to wake up, sweetie." Lucy sat up, and huffed, admiring Ian Harding's fumbled up hair.
"What time is it?" She panicked, slipping her cold feet into her slippers, in which had fallen off during the last few hours.
"It's only 10:23. Calm down," Ian said. He sat up beside her, and rubbed his eyes, letting out a giant yawn. It had been approximately five hours since the last time they had been awake, but Ian hadn't slept much at all. He had spent most of the morning meditating the fact that he was going to be a father. It ran through his mind like a waterfall; piling down quickly, stopping at the very bottom of his mind, and not leaving. Of course he was excited, Who wouldn't be? But after a few hours of thinking, he had grown a few non-optimistic thoughts.
Lucy, on the other hand, was hipper and cheerful after she awoke completely, dodging the morning sickness. Her mind had the tendency to travel in many directions, but the thought of having a baby made her very giddy inside. Through her thoughts and dreams over the last few hours, she had convinced herself only the positive can come from something as magical as having a child; her first child at that.
"I can't wait to tell everyone about our little bundle of joy," Lucy cheered. Her face lit up with excitement, her smile big and proud. "I'm ecstatic," Ian informed, his face not completely convincing Lucy.
"This is really what you want, right?I mean, a baby. Are you sure you are okay with having a baby?" Lucy worried, frowning as a few tears formed in her eyes. Ian looked at her, puzzled. He put a hand on Lucy's knee an lightly rubbed.
"Yes, of course. Why would you even think for a second that I'm not okay with it?" His eyes were big, and wide. He didn't really know how he felt, but didn't want to upset Lucy.
"I don't.. I don't know. I guess I'm just having a few doubts, that's all." Lucy stood up, stretching her arms high.
"It's a beautiful morning" she said, changing the subject.
"By the way, your mom called this morning and asked if we would mind meeting everyone at the golfing range up on round top hill," Ian said, standing up.
"I told her it wouldn't be a problem. Is that okay?" Lucy smiled, pushing a strand of her hair back behind her ear.
"Of course, I've been wanting to get back up there," she nervously said, standing up. The last time either one of them had been up at the golfing range, was way back when they were still shooting pretty little liars. The day had gone well, but the night ended badly with Paparazzi, an argument, and tears. Perhaps going back would bring along some memories neither one of them felt like reminiscing.
"Are you sure? Because we can always call her back and..."
"I'm sure," Lucy said, without hesitating. She wasn't completely sure of herself, but what was the point of letting something so stupid ruin her day? This was suppose to be a special day. Not a day to worry about the past.
"I'm gonna head upstairs to take a shower, and get dressed." Lucy kissed Ian on the cheek, quickly ran up the stairs, letting her slippers off at the top of the staircase. Ian followed, both entering the bathroom.
"Is there room for one more?" Ian asked, with a grin. Lucy smiled, slipping off her clothes.
"Only for you," she replied, yanking onto Ian, and pulling him close. She pressed her lips hard against his, and kissed him aggressively. Their tongues battled for dominance. Lucy made her way around Ian's body slipping every bit of clothing he had on, off. She trailed kisses up his back, and eventually ended up to his neck, and finally his lips again. She sucked on his bottom lip, leading Ian to let out a slight moan. His hands trailed off down Lucy's back, and then quickly back up. As much as Ian missed the feeling of Lucy's bare skin touching his, he knew he couldn't let it get too far. She's pregnant, and they had somewhere to be pretty soon. He pulled away, pushing Lucy back a couple centimeters.
"We can't," Ian said quietly, hoping Lucy wouldn't take it the wrong way.
"I know," her voice whispered. She kissed Ian's lips softly once more, taking her time and letting it last a few seconds. She lifted her head hight, staring up at Ian.
As steam arose from the shower, the couple stepped inside, glaring at each other, both blushing. They had obviously taken showers together before, but this one felt different. Ian, nor Lucy could quite understand, it was the kind of feeling that was unexplainable. Lucy's heart raced, as Ian lightly touched her warm, and now wet stomach; his hand loving, but firm. She could feel her stomach settling down, and her heart winding up. She reached up, and place her tiny wet hand on Ian's cheek. They stood there, in silence; both smiling. Ian's mind wandered nowhere, but to that very moment. He was practically touching his child; at least that's how he felt. It was just then that it finally clicked. His heart rate increased, and his face glowed like a star in the night sky.
"I'm going to be a father," Ian talked, a tear sliding down his cheek, onto Lucy's hand. She smiled, and let go of Ian's cheek, grabbing his hands and pulling them close to her body.
"And I'm going to be a mother," Lucy whispered. Her face sparkling like the sun. Those words made her feel happier than ever.
"You've given me many years of wonderful memories," Ian began saying, looking directly into Lucy's eyes, as if the were glued in one position. "from the day I first laid eyes on you, to this very moment. I can't thank you enough for coming into my life, and making me happier than I've ever been. I love you, Karen." Lucy lifted her head in aw, pressing her lips against Ian's, intertwining their tongues. Both let their hands go, Lucy placing hers around Ian's neck, and his around her waist.
"I love you too," Lucy uttered, coming up for air, lying her head on Ian's chest. She let her hands fall off his neck, one on his waist, and the other twirling what little bit of chest hair he had.
"I guess it would be smart to actually shower in the shower, huh?"
"Do we haaaaave toooo?" Lucy groaned like a child, lifting her head from Ian's chest.
"Well, unless of course you rather shrivel up like a prune..."
"No thanks, let's finish up this shower," Lucy snapped back, giggling.
"How's this?" Lucy asked, tossing herself around like a playful child. She wore a short white skirt, a plain white shirt with a golf club pendant on the top left chest area, and a pair of black and white sandals. Ian, who wore a pair of plaid shorts, and a plain grey t-shirt, took one look at his fiancé and smiled. She was going for a childish, sporty, but sexy trend, and according to Ian's facial expressions, she did just that. Her hair was what mostly got to him. She had it in two loose pony tails, with only a few strands of bangs hanging down on the side.
"You look beautiful, love." Ian grabbed his phone off the nightstand, slipped it into his pocket, and slipped his flip flops onto his feet.
"Are you ready?" Ian asked.
"Whenever you are," Lucy answered. She turned around and reached for the gulf club set, carefully pulling it out of the corner behind the door. Ian took it, swinging it around onto his shoulder, the two of them heading out of the bedroom.
"Oh crud." Ian mumbled, as they came to the top of the staircase. He had forgotten all about his little surprise he had thought of for Lucy.
"What's the matter?"
"Oh I just forgot my keys, that's all. You can go get into the car, I'll be down in a few minutes." Lucy looked at him, shook her head, and walked down the stairs. Ian waited to make sure his lovely fiancé wasn't around anymore. He quickly ran back into their bedroom, and got his phone out of his pocket.
"I can't believe I forgot about this," he said to himself. Looking up things in his phone, Ian prayed the numbers he had were correct. He wanted to surprise Lucy with something that would relieve some stress, and what better way was there than bringing some important people Lucy had lost touch with, back into her life? He quickly dialed numbers, and made a few calls.
Downstairs, was less secretive. Lucy sat in the car, waiting for Ian, and mumbling to herself.
"What's taking him so long?" She asked herself.
"It shouldn't take this long to grab his damn keys." She was getting into one of her mood swings, where she gets annoyed and antsy very easily. Her whole body felt extremely restless, but for some reason moving made her feel like she were going to vomit.
"Man, I hope this doesn't happen all day," she said, leaning her seat back and closing her eyes. She hated the feeling of feeling things she couldn't control.
"Alright, see you then," Ian talked into the phone, his smile as big as ever. He was so excited to surprise Lucy, his whole body was shaking. She had been under so much stress lately, and just thinking about the fact that he found a way that he could actually help her made him very happy inside. He shoved his phone back down into his pocket, and ran down the stairs.
"Sorry it took so long, Luc!" Ian yelled, shutting the front door tightly. He got into the driver seat of the car, and closed the door.
"That's alright, I just got a little bored, that's all," Lucy replied. She brushed the lever back, letting her seat up.
"Don't forget to stop at the store down here at the light. We need water and Ice to put in the cooler," Lucy reminded Ian.
"Oh, that's right! I almost forgot." Ian swung his seatbelt on, and started up the car, pushing the radio button with his pinky at the same time. Lucy rolled down her window a bit as they made their way out of the driveway. She loved feeling the breeze hit her face, as she sang her favorite tunes.
"Do you want anything while I'm in here?" Ian asked Lucy, pulling into the convenient store, a couple miles down the road from their home.
"Nope, I'm okay." Lucy assured him.
"You sure? I can get anything, or stop at another store if you want something, Luc."
"No, no. I'm fine. I just want to get to the golfing range," Lucy said, bouncing her leg up and down.
"And I suppose that's lucinese for "hurry the hell up", right?" Ian asked, laughing.
"Smart boy."
Ian opened the bag of ice, and dumped it into the cooler from the trunk of the car. He unwrapped the box of bottled water, and placed them in one by one.
"You should've seen the line in there. Apparently we aren't the only ones buying last minute things." He said, taking the same few steps he has done the last time he entered the car.
"Aaaaaand we're off," he sang in what Lucy referred to as his 'smoothie' voice, pressing on the gas, and backing out of the parking lot.
I hope y'all liked this chapter! Sorry it took so long to update! Please review :) it would mean the world. - Courtney