A/N So I left you on a bit of a cliff-hanger, didn't I? I'm evil, so what? Is it a boy or is it a girl? Nobody knows, well apart from me!
Disclaimer: I am going to make a Pirates of the Caribbean film and get Orlando and Johnny to star in it, does that count?
Chapter 5: Secret Photographs and Linguine
The ring swung circularly but suddenly before Will and Liz could celebrate, it began swinging to and fro repeatedly.
"We're having an hermaphrodite" Will threw up his hands, Elizabeth stared at the swinging ring blankly.
"You were knocking me, that was the problem. Just stay still" Elizabeth watched the swaying band moved circularly around her prominent stomach.
"Lily Turner" Elizabeth whispered under her breath but loud enough for Will to hear.
"Lily? Have you had a name picked out for long?" Will nudged Elizabeth playfully.
"Since I was ten ever since I saw my cousin's baby. I was totally besotted with her" Elizabeth cupped her hands enthusiastically.
"I'll take her down to Coventry on the train to see City play at the Ricoh every weekend"
Will sat down on the big leather sofa, visualising his daughter running about playing football in the garden.
"I'll take her to the Tate Modern every day to immerse ourselves in the art culture"
Elizabeth gazed out of the window, envisaging her and 'Lily' taking in the art of the Tate Modern.
"We'll take her to the park every Sunday and then we'll take her to Glastonbury to watch KT Tunstall and the Kaiserchiefs" Elizabeth leapt at Will excitedly.
"I'm going to cook you dinner tonight as a thank-you for carrying my child" Will kissed Elizabeth softly as he walked over to the kitchen.
"You don't know how to cook?!" Elizabeth helped Will take the kitchen utensils from the cupboard.
"I do! You said that my cooking wasn't like anything you'd ever tasted" Will scowled her mercifully.
"Yes, it tasted different" She smiled quirkily as Will took the pasta out of the jar.
"Okay, sit down and prepare to be shocked at Mr Turner's culinary skills" Will raised his eyebrow and threw the pasta into the saucepan.
"Wow! Quite the Ainsley Harriot" Elizabeth clapped her hands humorously as she watched her boyfriend dance around the kitchen in a frenzy.
A while later...
"Will, what happened?" Elizabeth ran into the smoky kitchen and hit the smoke alarm violently with a broom.
"I don't know" Will wiped the smoke from his face and laughed at the state of the kitchen area.
"You know Pizza Express is open late on a Friday" Elizabeth grabbed the phone from the receiver and dialled the numbers quickly.
Will wafted the smoke, choking in the fumes. Elizabeth slammed the telephone down on the receiver and helped Will extinguish the minimal flames.
Elizabeth laughed Will as managed to get some of the foam over his shirt.
"Everywhere apart from the flames, Will" Elizabeth wiped his face, he never took his eyes off of her.
"What you looking at?" Elizabeth gave Will a quizzical glance as she undid the last remaining buttons of his shirt.
"Nothing. How did I end up with the beautiful girl in the whole of world?" Will slipped his hands further down his girlfriend's torso.
"Do I really have to explain the birds and the bees, Will?" Elizabeth smiled sunnily.
Suddenly, their passionate embrace was interrupted unintentionally.
"You better get the door" Elizabeth wiggled from Will's grasp and opened the door, she shrieked aghast at what she saw.
"My boyfriend told you not to come here ever again" Elizabeth kept her back against the door at all times.
"Is it my fault I work at Pizza Express?" Jack held out the several boxes and handed her a bag full of various delicacies.
"No I suppose not" Elizabeth excepted them graciously and politely asked Jack to leave the block.
"I can see you aren't happy here, Elizabeth" Jack desisted as Elizabeth began to open the door.
"I'm perfectly happy, I'm pregnant and my boyfriend is more of a man than you'll ever be" Elizabeth spat in Jack's bronzed face and locked the door to her flat.
"Was he there?" Will sat Elizabeth down on the sofa and let her cry freely into his shirt.
"Don't get yourself stressed over some idiot" Will tucked a stray hair behind Elizabeth's ear, speaking to her in a comforting tone.
"I don't try to, he's just so stupid" Elizabeth sobbed heavily, her tears soaking Will's shirt.
"I know, you don't take any notice of anything he says, you're better than that, Liz" Will stroked Liz's hair as she lifted her head wearily.
"I'll dish up" Will took the plastic containers from the bag and opened the pizza boxes. Elizabeth set the small table with plates and cutlery.
"Bon appetit" Elizabeth giggled as Will slurped his linguine, not failing to get some over his face.
"Come here, let me help" Elizabeth wiped the remaining sauce from around his mouth and chuckled hysterically.
"You're cheering up" Will pulled Elizabeth closer to his warm chest, her delicate curls tickling his biceps.
"Well I've a boyfriend, who can't eat pasta without getting it all round his face and a baby that can't stop kicking me" Elizabeth patted her abdomen in reference to the unborn child kicking her tediously.
"Life's perfect having you around" Will twisted one of Elizabeth's bouncy curls in between his fingers.
"Just say you love me and I'll be a very happy woman" Elizabeth ran her slender fingers through his dark brown hair.
"I love you" Will stroked Elizabeth's soft cheek, her joyful tears trickling down freely.
"I'm crying and I don't know why" Elizabeth sat between Will's legs, wiping the tears away from her mascaraed eyes.
"Hormones and the baby; but it often depends on how the woman views herself and attitudes on her condition in various ways" Will placed his hands on her shaking shoulders reassuringly.
"Oh quite the bookworm, you've been reading up on it?" Elizabeth stroked his hands nonchalantly.
"Yes I have, I've started taking books out of the library, for God's sake" Will took out a book from underneath the leather sofa and turned through the pages.
"It's very graphic, isn't it?" Elizabeth rifled through the folios scowling at every risqué diagram.
"Yeah, at least I understand what you're going through" Will took the book from her hands and tucked it down the sofa.
"One of the symptoms is intense cravings" Elizabeth walked over to the kitchen cupboard, took out a jar of gherkins and a tub of Ben and Jerry's Cookie Dough ice cream from the fridge.
"You've never eaten gherkins in your life, Liz" Will pried the jar from Elizabeth's weak hands.
"Okay I suppose the gherkins were going a bit overboard" Elizabeth sat on the leather sofa and opened the tub of cold ice cream.
"My cousin's having a small get together at her house in Margate and I said we'd come" Elizabeth scrolled down through the reams of notes and scribbles on the calendar.
"Sounds great, we need to get you out the house for a few hours" Will stroked Elizabeth's prominent stomach as she hugged him tighter around his ribs.
"Tomorrow at six" Elizabeth penned in the date quickly but something deterred her from carrying on further.
"Oh god the little boxer sure is packing a punch or two" Elizabeth led Will's hand down her abdomen, watching his smile grow.
"I'll just plug the headphones in here and we put them on your tummy" Will slid the headphones along Elizabeth's growing stomach.
"And this is supposed to do what to help the baby?" She watched as Will turned up the volume on the stereo.
"A bit of fun really" Will led Elizabeth to the sofa, the headphones still attached to her stomach.
"Oh I love this song, I'll sing it to the baby every night" Elizabeth closed her eyes and began to sing soothingly.
"Almost heaven, west Virginia
Blue ridge mountains
Shenandoah river -
Life is old there
Older than the trees
Younger than the mountains
Growing like a breeze
Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads"
"John Denver Jr. is grooving along" Will rubbed his girlfriend's stomach protectively and whispered softly.
"Go to sleep, Will. You're tired" Will leant his head on Elizabeth's protuberant abdomen.
"You go first" Will took the blanket from the sofa and pulled it over Elizabeth and himself.
"I'm not tired" Elizabeth let out a small yawn and rested her head down softly on one of the cushions.
"Yeah of course not" Will held Elizabeth's hand tightly as she wriggled under the covers to get comfortable.
"I'm not, seriously I'm not tired. I could do with a good mosh pit right now" Elizabeth held her hands out in front acting like a drummer, tapping the blankets madly.
"Pregnant women moshing, you could start a new trend" Will looked into Elizabeth's deep dark eyes glittering fervidly.
"It's only rock and roll but I like it, like it. Yes I do!" Elizabeth giggled as Will massaged her protruding stomach.
"I love you" Will let his hands wander up Liz's torso and she felt content with that.
"I don't think I feel the same way" Elizabeth pursed her lips sourly and didn't say anything.
"What?" Will's mouth dropped as he watched Elizabeth reject his advances.
"Your face, of course I love you" Elizabeth smiled as Will's happy face returned.
"You fooled me there. Come now let's get you in bed" Will pulled the covers close to Elizabeth's chest and stroked her soft honey curls.
"Will wait...we've been through a lot together haven't we?" Elizabeth smiled as Will sat beside her, listening intently.
"Yeah, I guess we have" Will held Elizabeth's hands as she continued with her talk.
"And I have loved you since the moment we first saw each other at Jackie Hutchinson's birthday party" Elizabeth sat up on the sofa and looked into Will's deep brown eyes.
"Liz, it was dark and you grabbed the first thing you could lay your hands on" Will raised his eyebrow remembering the first time they met.
"Yes and if I'd grabbed onto someone else who knows what would have happened " Elizabeth threw up her hands and grinned cheekily.
"We wouldn't have made a baby that's for sure" Will stroked Elizabeth's cheek as she fell into a deep sleep.
"Will, there's no other place I'd rather be right now. I don't want life any other way" Elizabeth smiled as she was gently lolled into a deeper sleep than before.
"Me neither" Will pulled the t shirt over his broad shoulders and yawned.
He walked slowly into Elizabeth's tiny room and browsed the photos laying in a disarray on the small table beside her bed.
Will came across one in particular, an old crumpled sepia photograph. He stared at it, the people in the picture entranced him. They looked besotted with each other, gazing lovingly in the other's eyes.
'Rose Swann and Edward Turner 9th August 1852
Nothing could break the bond that tied these lovers together'
Will set the photo back down on the table and went out back to Liz, who was still sleeping on the couch with the blanket pulled close to her chest.
'I'll confront her tomorrow' Will thought as he laid his head down beside her and pried some of the cover from Elizabeth's fragile hands.
A/N That's a rather BIG secret isn't it? So they might be having a girl, Lily. Where should Liz give birth, I've thought of two places; the toilets at Harrods and the church or place where they get married. Please decide soon cos I'm going to have to write a completely different story if you want it to be the wedding thing. See you later!!