When we met

Hey! This chapter was supposed to be up on Tuesday but some funny things happened to my computer.

Currently I'm on the 5th Harry Potter book, I'm reading them for the first time ever, also I've never watched the movies and it's been pretty exciting.

Random but important question. Who from the people that are reading this story, ship Drarry, 'cause I do so fucking much!

I'm afraid to say I'll be writing shorter chapters, I haven't got much inspiration but I know I've got to write for you

~Sam


It somehow became easier, now that they knew, I could get away with missing classes dew to morning sickness, I know some people might've abused of such privileges but I couldn't, it was enough that they thought of me as a whore, and I knew it wouldn't do much good if they knew I cut classes just to be with Maxon, also, I didn't think it was necessary to miss any important thing.

But it was hard to have to go almost all day listening to them calling me names, whispering behind my back, sometimes even throwing money at me, as if that was the only way to get my attention. It sickened me to think about what they did. But what's worse is that I wasn't the only one being bothered, Celeste and Kylie had been shamed for being lesbians, it's absolutely ridiculous to know that some people just can't keep their noses to their dammed selves, I get it, everyone has the right to have an opinion, but that opinion doesn't give you the right to pick on anybody, and Maxon was also being bothered by those who thought he had been with me by paying me, some guys had cornered him and beat him, he would've gone to the hospital, had not Carter and Aiden been walking by, though I can't say I'm mad at the guys, they had only done that because they thought that females shouldn't have to display their body for attention and that he had slipped so low as to pay one, as if she only deserved a couple of bucks for doing it.

And last week, Aiden had come up with great news, though not exactly new, he came out as bisexual, at first Ryan had asked him if he wasn't just gay, I personally thought it was offensive, but he only laughed and told us that yes he was more attracted to guys but he also liked girls.

And now it was February, specifically, the fourteenth. It was weird to know I wasn't spending it alone, that was how most of them had been, not that I cared, but it was so cheesy to go out on that specific date, but Maxon was just that kind of guy, he was attentive and romantic, never thought I'd go for that type.

Today Maxon and I will be going out, I've got no idea where, so I'm wearing a maxi dress and sandals, it's a bit of a warm day, not too much but not enough to make me wear pants, and it was more comfortable for me to have space for my stomach, the babies were now eighteen weeks and it was really uncomfortable, I was expecting not to be this big but I know that carrying tweens was not going to be easy.

I waited for a while in front of the dorm building, Maxon was picking me up here. I finally spotted his car. Once it was in front of me — note that I would normally get in the car immediately but my stomach had made it hard for me to get in the car — Maxon got out of the car and opened the door for me, he then took my arm and helped me lower myself into the seat, once I was okay he got back into his seat and got out of the parking lot. I turned to look at what he was wearing and saw him in a crisp white dress shirt with straight black pants, he looked hot!

We sat in silence for a while, I was looking out the window and he was staring straight ahead, but one can only be in silence for so long before you can't stand it anymore, so I turned on the radio. I couldn't recognize the song but it was good, a soft melody filled the car, I swayed my head to the rhythm and Maxon chuckled, I smiled at him sideways, he grabbed my hand and kissed the back of it.

I had known I loved Maxon for a while now but I've never had the courage to tell him, if it would have been anyone I might've doubted they felt the same but with Maxon I was sure, we had gone through so much and I knew that the ultimate proof of love was that he stayed when I told him I was pregnant, I'm sure not everyone would do that, he's definitely one of a kind.

I opened my mouth to tell him this but in that moment a car came out of nowhere and almost crashed with us. Now my reaction would have been seen as overreacting had I not been in a nearly fatal car accident. I yelped loudly and wrapped my arms around my stomach, Maxon's had too fell over to protect the babies. He immediately pulled up and took off his seatbelt. He then took me into his arms and held my shaking self, I was hyperventilating and Maxon himself didn't sound so well, he was taking deep, raged breaths. I slowly unwrapped my arms from my stomach and around his back instead. We stayed like that for a while, not saying anything.

"It's okay, it's okay" I heard Maxon say, it sounded as he too, was reassuring himself that nothing had happened. I let go of him just a fraction of an inch and kiss him sweetly on the lips, he grins and sighs with relief. I let go of him completely and put back on my seatbelt. I was humming to the song that was now on the radio, Maxon then turned it off and connected his phone by Bluetooth and put on 'OneRepublic' I liked that band so it was okay, by the time the song 'secrets' was on, I was singing. Maxon tried to join but failed miserably, things were good now, but I knew neither of us had forgotten what happened, we never will, it was too much to take in.

"So… where are we going?" I asked trying to distract myself.

"Not gonna tell 'ya. You've asked it enough times by now to know I'm not answering" he said, I frowned, pouted and crossed my arms, basically sulked in my seat like a five year old. Maxon laughed at this, so when he tried to take my hand I slapped his.

We were now almost at downtown LA, Maxon moved through some crowded streets, to some that were deserted, until he finally pulled up into one of those big buildings that served as parking lots, he parked after we spent almost ten minutes looking for an empty space. He then helped me out of the car and draped an arm over my shoulders as we walked together. When we were out of the parking lot, we walked a couple of blocks more before coming across a really classic looking theatre, with its sign written vertically, the lights across the edge of the ceiling and the names of the plays written on the billboard. I read what was on the biggest one, it said 'Billie Elliot', a smile instantly spread across my face as I remembered telling Maxon that I wanted to watch this play. I turned to face him and saw he looked slightly nervous, I never got why he always felt self-conscious about whether people thought he was doing the right thing or of they liked him and what he did, but I guess it had to do with his father constantly telling him how much of a failure he was.

The nervous expression vanished when he saw my smile, he then smiled back, looking proud and quite smug. Maxon bought the tickets — after me telling him that it wasn't his duty to pay for our stuff — and we got in. A man in a suit directed us to our seats and we sat down, more people were coming in and sitting down, there was a comforting buzz around the theater, I was rubbing my stomach slightly when I felt something. A kick. For a while I had felt them move but never kick.

"Maxon!" I whispered urgently.

"What? Is everything okay?" Maxon asked calmly at first but when he saw me clutching my stomach and a look of surprise on my face, his voice took a panicked edge.

"Give me your hand" I ordered and he gladly obliged. I took his hand in mine and put it on my side, where I had felt one of them kick. Maxon looked at me expectantly before I felt another kick, by his gasp I know he felt it too. Maxon then lowered his face and kissed me there, I smiled and gave a small chuckle, a few tears were slipping down my cheeks, they were happy tears though. He then kissed me hard on the lips, his hands holding my face in place. I smiled through the kiss and pulled away.

"I can't believe it"


The play was awesome, I really liked how they acted and the things they said. We then walked along the streets for a while, just swinging our hands. We then stopped at a taco cart, Maxon said he'd rather go and have dinner at a fancy restaurant but I just waved away the idea, it wasn't necessary, and tacos sounded extremely good at the moment. I insisted on paying for them and he complied when I said that if he didn't let me he wouldn't be able to spend the night at my dorm as Marlee would be over at Carters', he grumpily stepped back as I paid for them, it was my time to be smug.

We ate our tacos on a bench that overlooked at the ocean, now this was much better than a crowded restaurant.

"Have you thought of any names?" I asked him quietly as to not disturb the current peace.

"Yeah, umm… Jewel, Amelie, Darcy, Noelle… what? I like French names" he said in his defense, I was smirking slightly.

"Go on" I gestured.

"Well, this is my favorite: Eadlyn" he said sheepishly. I smiled at the name, it sounded pretty. I yawned and stretched my arms.

"Would you like to leave?" he asked and I nodded. We walked to the car and left to school.