A/N: I do not own Twilight!!! I only WISH I did!! But sadly I'm not that creative!!
Still in Esme's POV
Poor Gracie. She was so confused. She couldn't be happy about it but she couldn't regret what has happened…. If it's happened.
She cried into my shoulder holding me as if I were the only person keeping her from falling apart. Like I was her mother.
I hugged her tight but not to tightly.
"Are you regretting this baby?" I asked as if I was sure she was pregnant.
"No, I'm not. I couldn't regret anything that is a part of Seth and me. I wouldn't even dare think of regretting my baby," she whispered.
"Then why the tears?"
"I feel as if I let my parents down. They trusted me and I betrayed that trust. And now I'm casted as the lead in the Nutcracker suite something I've been dreaming of since I was a little girl. I want to do it but being pregnant could stop my dream from coming true," she admitted.
"You didn't betray them," I told her looking her in the eye.
"I did though," she protested.
"No you didn't. It's your life not theirs they can't control you. You follow only your rules and you can only betray yourself. And you haven't," I soothed her.
"You know what Esme you're right," she said confidently standing up and wiping away her tears with the back of her hand.
"Now you go be yourself and you decide what your life is going to be," I reminded.
"Thanks Esme," she smiled and hugged me quickly before running out the door.
I could see her Audi parked out in the driveway. She reached the Driver's Seat door with new found confidence. I could see Seth waiting in the passenger seat with a look of contentment on his face.
She slammed the door and drove off probably back to her house.
I sighed and smiled to myself. Vampires and Shape shifters didn't have to be enemies. We got along pretty nicely actually. Well at least us vegetarian ones.
I sighed feeling a content feeling in my stomach. I went back to working on refurbishing the house.
Seth's POV
I looked up shocked to see a happy Gracie leaping into the seat. A smile on her face.
"Esme helped?" I guessed.
"She helped a lot and straightened my perspective on things for now," she grinned.
"And that is?" I asked as she practically professionally drove this car out of their driveway.
"I don't care what my parents think. I don't need there approval it's my life not theirs," her jaw set.
"When are you going to tell them?" I asked.
"So are we just going to be thinking that I really am pregnant or what? Because we don't know for sure but I'm pretty sure I am because I feel a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach," she babbled lightly tapping her stomach.
"I'm gonna go with your maternal instincts on this one," I laughed.
"Why aren't you freaking out though?" she cocked her head as she tore down the highway at 80 M.P.H.
"Why would I freak out?" I asked.
"Most teenage guys would when their girlfriend thinks she's pregnant," she shrugged.
"But you're more than my girlfriend, you're my soul mate. To tell you the truth I'm a bit scared yah, but it's our baby so that makes me ecstatic," I admitted.
"Me too, I'm so excited though! We get to pick out names!!! Let's name it Drizzle if it's a girl," she joked.
"Drizzle?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Sorry Glee reference, you should watch that show it's awesome," she apologized
"I can tell by your excitement," I chuckled.
"Yes, but we can't tell anybody I'm pregnant. Not until I give the okay. I'll give the okay right after the Nutcracker suite. Than we'll break it to my parents," she planned out her eyes really wide.
"You're going to do the show pregnant?" I asked incredulously.
"Yah, nobody knows. I shouldn't have gained too much weight by then," she devised.
"Not so happy about you risking our baby's life," I told her.
"Seth, I'm not going to be doing anything life threatening. I'm only going to be doing ballet," she compromised.
"What about coaching your cheerleaders?" I worried.
"I'll be fine, I'm a freaking werewolf. Besides we really don't know if I am pregnant or not."
"You're not indestructible Gracie," I reminded her.
"I know," she smirked. She parked in the garage and popped the trunk open.
She was about to grab our backpacks but I grabbed them instead.
"Seth I'm not inept, I'm just pregnant jeez," she said sarcastically grabbing her backpack from me and slamming the trunk.
"Hey, you never know," I chuckled.
"Grrr," she playfully growled.
"I'm scared," I feigned fright and tossed my backpack on the couch turning towards the kitchen. I heard Gracie's backpack clunk on the floor.
I rolled my eyes at her and turned around expecting to see her fake pouting but I didn't see her at all. I turned around to look if she was over there. But she wasn't.
"Aahhhhhh," she battle cried. Next thing I knew she had jumped on my back and was clinging to me giggling.
"Oh so you want to play rough?" I said cheekily.
"Who said I was playing rough?" I could practically here her grin.
I began walking up the stairs and growling playfully at her. The things you do when you're alone with your girlfriend.
Nothing you'd do around your friends by the way.
"My, my Sethy. So tough aren't you?" she giggled. Her legs hooked tighter around my torso, and her arms slid under mine and she flattened her palms on my chest. I whimpered slightly.
She giggled some more.
No, she was seducing me. Must keep will strong. I was supposed to get back at her for not accepting my chivalry. Not to mention attacking me.
I quickly got into her room and swung her onto the bed as carefully I could.
She rolled over on her side looking at me hungrily. Her black locks of hair covering half her face making her more mysterious than she actually was.
"Oh Seth?" she asked in that voice that made me want to moan in pleasure. But I hid my moan and just smiled at her. Knowing I was pretty much depriving her.
"Yes Gracie?" I replied innocently. I saw her lick her lips and my resolve almost dissolved there and then. But I had to be stronger.
I took my shirt off giving her full view of my abs. Her jaw slackened a bit as she drank me in with her eyes.
But then the 'two can play that game' look came into her eyes. She sat up and pulled of her shirt giving me a nice view of her girly abs. And her ultra slim body. She raised her eyebrows for a challenge.
I didn't budge because I was slightly pacified by looking at her body.
"Come on, I give. I surrender," she whined causing her body to move very……. I didn't even know how to explain it.
She lunged for me and grabbed my neck pulling me down to kiss her.
Her lips were on fire. But they were moist and soft against mine. I had practically laid myself on top of her after that. It was a lot easier to fit on her bed than it was to fit into the back of her Audi.
I kissed her softly, stroking her cheek (on her face). I was being gentler than I had been earlier today.
She began to whimper softly against me. So I wasn't the only one wanting more?
"Okay so what if you're not pregnant? Do you want to risk getting pregnant right here and now?" I whispered just making sure.
"Honestly, I don't care anymore. Having my dance career seems just as good as having your baby," she whispered back. I couldn't help but smile widely at that comment.