I screamed as I slammed my computer shut. I had just seen the video for Joe's song "Just in love" .

I've met that girl before and all she wants is fame. He put her in that video in spite of me.

Tomorrow we're supposed to go to the ultrasound together. I don't know how that going to work out.

*Time Skip*

As I walked in the hospital, I could see Joe standing around. When he saw me, he came over, and gave me a tight hug. I stayed stiff, with my hands at my sides.

"How have you been?" he asked.

"Fine." I said, hiking my bag up on my arm.

"Ok." He nodded.

We found out I was 5 months pregnant, and with my petite size, I won't show too much. Shit I could hide the whole pregnancy from the media.

When we found out it was a girl, Joe got these tears in his eyes. We got printed pictures, and were on our way. He tried to kiss me goodbye, but I ducked under his arm, and out the door.

A couple days later, I was back at the penthouse, getting the rest of my stuff. Joe was just sitting on the bed, looking at a picture of us. I came out the closet, dragging some duffle bags.

"Can we at least talk?" he whispered.

"What is there to talk about. We are over. What don't you understand?" I shouted.

"I don't understand why we're over." He looked up.

"I want to be in my baby's life. And I want to be in yours too. Is that too much to ask?" he stood up.

"This is your fault!"

"Uh huh." He walked towards me.

"You did this!"

"Of course."

He pushed me softly against the wall, and pulled my chin up to meet his lips.

I froze, but quickly bound my hands to his hair, letting the soft curls slip through.

He gripped my ass through my tight Hollister shorts. Wrapping a leg around his waist, slipping off my hot pink Carvela heels. After getting his shirt off, and feeling those hot muscles, he pulled off my shorts, and yellow crop top.

Falling on the bed naked, we groped each other, squeezing and scratching. After he entered me, I remembered nothing but bliss. That feeling you get to the point where you can't help but cry at the end.

And that what Joe did. Cry. He held me so tight I almost couldn't breathe. My back was wet with his tears falling down it. He apologized 100's of times. Still not believing that everything was okay. That I would still love him no matter what. He was mine. I was his. That's all anyone could ask for. For the love of your life to just wrap you in their arms. Holding you tight, and not letting go.

That how I felt.

We stayed there for hours on that bed. Just listening to each other breathe. Tracing each contour. Taking in our scents. Loving until our hearts were about to burst. We have another to love now. Another to litter with affection and knowledge. We finally have all that we want. Each other.