Sorry it took so long! I did actually write it ages ago, but it took me forever to type it up. Chapter 7 is written already as well, just need to find time to type it up now! thanks for reading! please review, it really helps me with the new chapters.
I woke up a lot later than normal the next morning; about 7 o' clock. It was still early for a Saturday, but no where near as early as when I was staying at Finn's. I got up and showered, before pulling on a pair of jogging bottoms and a loose fitting T-shirt. I pulled my hair back into a high ponytail and wandered back into the living room to tidy up a bit. Then I made myself some toast, munching quietly. When it got to about 8 o' clock I put the kettle on and started making Will a cup of tea. I'd been watching him since I arrived and I knew exactly how he liked it: 3 sugars and just a splash of milk.
Once the kettl e had boiled I carried the mug into the bedroom, knocking gently on the door before entering. Will was still fast asleep. I tip-toed in and put the mug on the bedside table, before sitting cross-legged on the end of the bed. I just sat there looking at him for a while; watching him. He looked so young; so peaceful; so...so beautiful. This thought took me completely by surprise. I shook my head to try and get rid of the thought before I woke him.
I grabbed his foot and pulled on it gently. He sighed and shifted slightly but he didn't wake up. I pulled a bit harder on his foot. He sighed again and opened one eye groggily. He looked a little surprised at first, then the surprise changed to concern. "Is everything OK, Quinn? He asked, sitting up to look at me properly. I nodded firmly and pointed to where the mug was sitting on his bedside table; steam pouring from the top. I smiled at him. "It should have cooled down enough to drink now." He smiled back at me as I spoke; that smile that put flutters in my stomach.
For a while we just sat there; continuing the previous night's interrogation. After about 10 minutes, though, I started to get a pain in my lower back so I moved cautiously up the bed, wincing slightly as I went, until I was sat next to Will; leaning back against the pillows. "Sorry." I mumbled, "My back was playing up a bit. I can move if you want." He was looking at me seriously now; concern touching on the edges of his features. "It's fine, Quinn. Really. As long as you're comfortable and I can still reach my tea." He said, obviously teasing me. "Do you want me to massage it for you? Your back, I mean. I used to do it for Terri all the time..." He trailed off, sadness creeping into his features for just a moment as he remembered the daughter he never had; realising that she was my little girl. I was so touched that he had offered that I couldn't bring myself to refuse. I turned myself slightly so that he could reach more easily.
Ten minutes later, when all the tension had left my back, I lay back against the pillows again and sighed; a smile on my face. "OH!" I said, feeling a sudden pain in my stomach. "I think the baby just kicked...here." I took Will's hand and guided it to the place where I'd felt the baby if on cue, she kicked again. Will's eyes glazed over and I saw a single tear form in the corner of his eye and run silently down his cheek. "Wow." He said, smiling so wide I thought his fa`e was going to snap in half. I looked down at my stomach and saw that our fingers had become intertwined. I smiled. I sighed contentedly and rested my head on his shoulder. I felt him tense slightly before relaxing again and laying his head on top of mine. "You're going to be fine, Quinn." He whispered, not wanting to speak too loud because of how close we were. "You're a strong girl, Quinn, and you've got a wonderful life ahead of you. I promise." He bent his head down and, hesitantly, pressed his lips to my forehead. My face flushed bright red andm even though I couldn't see, I'm sure his did as well. I felt my eyelids growing heavy; closing slowly. My vision grew hazy and I fell asleep. The last thing I remember is that I had my head on Will's shoulder; my hand joined with his and a huge smile plastered across my face.