Paul's POV
Just hearing Amy utter those words made me want to plant kisses all over her pretty face, she's finally going to let me love her again. Things are actually going the way I want them to now.
I continue to kiss her before i pull away after a few seconds, what splendid few seconds those were.
Man, i'm in love with her.
I look into her dashing green eyes that so easily hold my gaze and a giddy smile appears on both of our faces.
"I love you." i tell her as i cradle her cheek.
"I love you too." she replies with the words that are music to my ears.
I can't resist to put my arms around her and that's what i do and she let's me do so.
I kiss the top of her sweet smelling hair and tuck her head under my chin. Finally content in the others arms.
"I'll be there with you through everything, Aims. I'll always be by your side and i'll always love you with my whole heart." I vow to her.
"Are we going to be that old couple in a nursing home?" she randomly blurts into my shirt and i grin at the thought.
"Yeah, we'll be known as the two who bicker with each other and easily get on the others nerves, but we'll be inseparable too." i respond.
"Mmm." she responds in a happy way into my chest and she moves to look at me.
"How does me moving with you to London sound?" she asks and my smile stays at hearing her words.
"It sounds lovely, but lets have some time to ourselves before we need to worry about all of that." i answer and she nods before i place a soft kiss on her forehead and she returns her face into my chest.
"If we have a girl, what would you think of us naming her after our mom's?" she suggests after a minute of uncomfortable silence between us.
"I'd really like that." I admit to the genius thought and she nods in understandingq.
I lightly comb her long hair with my fingers as I keep my eyes open and I hear her tummy grumble which makes me giggle.
"Is our baby getting hungry?" I ask her and I plant another kiss on her pretty, little head.
"Mmhmm, are you too?" Amy mutters into my chest and I cock my head to look at the fliruroscent lights of Amy's alarm clock which reads ten minutes past 7 o'clock, my how the day has passed.
"Yeah, so what is our sweet little baby craving?" I question as i turn around and I rest my cheek on her crown.
"A greasy burger." she tells me and a small smile plays across my lips.
"Mm, our baby has a good taste in food already! Shall we go then my fair maiden?" I ask and she oddly shakes her head and reaches behind her for the phone.
I move closer to her as she's now dialing a number in while laying on her aideand I place my hand on her hip and my forehead on her shoulder.
"What're you doing, darling?" I ask after I close my eyes while I inhale her sweet scent.
"Calling Kelly, because she owes me a favor." she tells me and I nod into her warm neck.
"A cheeseburger favor?" I mumble with a grin and I get an 'mmhmm' from her in response.
"Hey Kel, would you stop by the diner and pick up two cheeseburgers for Paul and I, two chocolate milkshakes and don't forget the fries." I hear her speak into the phone and I sigh as I'm comfortable and both tired.
I hang up the phone after talking to Kelly about picking up some food for Paul and I. I notice Paul to be snoring into my neck and I grin and turn around which wakes him up and he rubs his eyes.
"Go back to sleep." I tell him softly as I push a lock of dark hair from his eyes and he moves in the bed and closes his eyes.
I stroke his stubbly cheek as his chest rises and falls with each of his breathes and I position my head on his chest. I feel his left hand go to my side and so does his other as we get comfortable together while his arms are around me and I appreciate the closeness.
"Mm." I hear Paul say sleepily and I close my eyes as my cheek rests on his fuzzy shirt and I try to pull the comforter back to us with my feet.
I finally just use my hands and pull them over our two lazy bodies and I let out a content sigh and drift off to sleep.
I wake up sometime later to hearing the doorbell and I groan as both Paul and I stir in the bed and I bury my face into his chest. Like always Kelly treats my home as her own and walks in and I soon hear the door open with the kitchen light peering in.
"Here it all is." she states as I faintly smell the greasy, delicious smell wafting from the paper bag she set on the bedside table.
"Thanks Kel." I tell her and she replies with a 'you're welcome' and finds her way out.
"Wake up." I tell Paul and he groans when I turn the lamp on and he closes his eyes tight.
I stay laying on top of him as I reach over for the bag and notice our two styrofoam cups with the shakes to be beside it. I find a hot fry and pop it into my mouth to be pleased with our meal choice and I lay back on his chest after setting the bag on the bed within my reach. I stroke Paul's cheek as his eyes are closed and he scrunches his nose adorably and I poke his lips with a fry until he opens his mouth. I feed it to him and he smiles in delight but still with his eyes closed.
"Wake up." I tell him and I kiss his stubbly cheek a few times and I feel the corners of his mouth smile, I'm so happy.
"Is the baby liking the greasy fries?" he asks and he reaches over for the bag with his eyes now open and takes out his bag of fries.
"Mmhm, so is its mommy." I reply and it still feels odd to see myself as a mom or be called a mom.
"So is its daddy." Paul adds in with a grin and he pops another fry into his mouth and wiggles his eyebrows at me.
We continue to eat our meals with little chatting between us and we finish eating with our full bellies and content smiles.
"I'm gonna go take a shower, is that alright?" Paul asks as he gets out of bed and I nod.
"Okay, thanks." he says and gives me a kiss before exiting my room for the bathroom.
I yawn and turn over to get more comfortable in the bed and I look down to my flat abdomen. I lay my hand on my stomach and think of how Paul and I are going to be parents in 8 and a half months, almost 8 montha and one week. Things are still going to be hard and a struggle for us, I think. Now that we're back together and we've resolved that there's still things to be sorted out and decided. I'm willing to move out of here and leave this town to live with him in London, but won't he want for us to get married sometime soon? I know that I wouldn't want that for us right now because its too soon but that's what would be right and required for him to not get bad publicity about us having a baby together. Beatlemania isn't no longer at its peak as it was 3 years ago when we first met, but they're still very popular and a solid part of the world and pop culture. From seeing how fans in the past years have reacted to the other beatles marrying and having kids it kind of scares me to think of how I'll go through that. I can only expect what I've witnessed for me being with Paul, and I can only hope some of the fans in the least will be accepting of me. I'm almost kind of scared to encounter that side of Paul's life; him being in the beatles and them being so world known. Am I really ready to become a beatles wife one day and to have a child with one?
I shake my head at me getting carried away with those thoughts that are far in the future but yet so close. I close my eyes but don't find the comforting sleep I've been in and out of today so I instead just lay there in the cozy bed. I hear the water doors over turn off before the door opens and I hear footsteps come into my room.
"I hope you don't mind that I borrowed a t shirt and sweatpants." Paul says as he lays down beside me and pulls me into his body and I feel his wet finger stroke my cheek.
I shake my head as my eyes are still closed and I notice him to have pulled the blankets more over us.
"Paul, will everything always be okay for us?" I ask him as I open my eyes to look up at him.
"We may fight, we may not get along or always want to be with each other but we just gotta remember that we love each other. We'll get mad at each other sometimes and not agree on something, but I think we'll be able to do it as a family Aims. As long as we'll always love each other and do our best to give our baby the best home, we'll be okay. I'll make everything okay, promise." he tells me and he kisses me before I close my eyes and lay my head back on his chest.
I hope that everything will be okay for us here and on out.