A/N: Liberty is about 2 and a half months (Or about 10 weeks) pregnant in this chapter. This chapter is named after the song "This Summer Night" by Far As Hell (I keep naming chapters after this band's songs, but they're almost done recording their full album! :D). I'd also like to give a shout out to pocksuppet for giving me so many reviews! Thank you so much! Those reviews really mean a lot to me! I agree so much with what you said in your last review, by the way.
Before putting on her shirt, Liberty looked down at her stomach, which was still flat. She knew she would start to show soon. She made a mental note to go shopping for bigger clothes so she could hide it. Liberty put on her shirt and then fixed her hair. Liberty grabbed her jacket as the doorbell rang. She ran downstairs and slipped on her shoes before opening the door.
"Hey sweetness," JT said as he hugged Liberty.
"Hi," she replied. Liberty and JT walked out to JT's car. JT held open the car door for Liberty.
"After you, my lady," he said as Liberty got in the car.
"Thank you, Mr. Yorke," Liberty replied. JT smiled as he closed the door and then got in on the other side.
Liberty and JT went to the drive in that night. Liberty was glad for that, since the movie took her mind off of things. About halfway through the movie, Liberty noticed small drops of rain tapping on the window. Liberty had always liked the rain. It always made her feel calm and relaxed, especially gentle rain showers like this. The light mist slowly transitioned into bigger drops. Some of the rain started leaking through the roof of JT's car.
"Dammit," JT cursed under his breath. "Sorry, my car's not exactly the best," he explained. Liberty chuckled softly. The rain drops were cold, causing Liberty to shiver.
"You cold?" JT asked. Liberty nodded. "Me too. Come here," said JT. Liberty crawled over and sat in JT's lap. JT held Liberty close, his arms around her waist. She rested her head on his chest. JT leaned his head down slightly, pressing his lips softly to Liberty's forehead.
"JT?" Liberty asked. JT looked down at her, raising his eyebrows. "Do you love me?" she asked.
"Of course I do," he answered.
"If something... happened... in one of our lives, would you still love me?" she asked slowly, choosing her words carefully.
"Liberty, you know I'd still love you no matter what," JT replied, confused. He wondered why she was asking all these questions.
"We'd still be there for each other through our hard times?"
"Yes- wait, what is this about? Did your dad try to hurt you again?" JT asked, tensing up.
"No! no, he didn't," Liberty said.
"Good," he replied, relaxing
"I was just asking to be sure," Liberty explained.
"Okay. You know you can tell me anything," JT said.
"I know. I love you, JT," Liberty replied.
"I love you, too, Lib." Liberty tilted her head up and leaned in, kissing JT's lips.
2 Weeks Later
"So what did you do this summer?" Manny asked Liberty as them and Emma walked towards the school.
"I mostly just hung out with JT," Liberty replied. "What did you two do?"
"We hung out at the pool a lot," Emma answered.
"Emma even met a guy," Manny added.
"Oh, shut up!" Emma said jokingly.
"His name is Peter. You two would be perfect for each other! He's so cute!" Manny told Emma.
"And always surrounded by other girls,"Emma added.
"Hey Lib," JT said, walked up to Liberty, followed by Toby.
"Hey!" replied Liberty, pecking his cheek.
"I have one main goal this year: to be an actress," said Manny.
"Good luck with that," replied JT.
"My goal is just to get Peter to notice me," said Emma.
"Awh, does Emmy have a new cruuush?" JT asked jokingly in a baby voice.
"Shut up, JT," replied Emma.
"I'm going to run for student council president this year," said Liberty.
"And I will help you win the election," JT said, putting his arm around Liberty's shoulder.
"You'll be a great president, Liberty. You got my vote," said Emma.
"Mine too!" Manny said.
"If I win Toby will be my vice president," said Liberty.
"Yep," Toby replied.
"I'll see you guys in Simpson's class," said Manny, walking toward her locker.
"I gotta go to my locker too," Liberty said. Liberty put her backpack in her locker and got all the everything else she needed for Mr. Simpson's class. Suddenly, Liberty felt the familiar nausea and rushed to the bathroom, making it just in time to throw up in the toilet. When she was done, she leaned back onto the wall of the stall. When will this end? she thought.
