xFourteenxPaul POVx
Vanessa's been gone for a few hours now, and I was starting to worry. I felt a hint of lie in Leah's voice when she said 'meeting' for the girls.
I decide to take a trip to the beach, only to find it completely empty; but I sniffed the air, hoping to find them, only to find a hint of Vodka in the air.
Fuck, Nessa hadn't been drinking, had she? This couldn't be them, right?
I sigh, hoping it isn't them and start heading towards Leah's house.
The first thing to register in my head when I reach Leah's is the pounding beat of some song playing loudly within. I silently peek through the window to see Vanessa smiling, her back against Leah's front, grinding to the beat.
As hot as it was, it angered me. Why was my girl grinding up against Leah; what the fuck. I creep silently into the house and grin when they don't notice me.
"You, little girl," I slide between the two girls. I replace Leah's hands on her hips with my own and sway with her. "Are supposed to be at my house," I lean down to whisper in her ear. "You're mine tonight, remember?"
"Hey! This is a girl's party! Get the hell outta my house!" Leah yells at me.
"Oohk, bye girls; Vanessa, it's time to go home," I tell her.
"But…but Paul, I'm having fun," she protests drunkly.
"Come on, we'll go have fun at my place," I tell her suggestively.
"Mmm," she seems to be thinking about it. "Oohk," she smiles and hugs me. Yup, definitely drunk I think as I chuckle to myself.
"Come on," I say as she takes a step and stumbles. I sigh and shake my head as I stoop down and pick her up.
"Hey!" she squeals.
"Shh," I murmur as I take to the woods and walk back towards my house.
"Mmm, Paul," she utters from my arms, half asleep.
"Yes," I respond, curious as to what she could accidentally, drunkenly tell me.
"Hmm," she pauses, seeming to debate on whether or not to say it. "I love you," she finally smiles up at me sleepily before falling asleep in my arms.
I smile down at her and whisper, "I love you," back as my house comes into view.
I quietly let myself in and head up the stairs towards my room. I place her gently on my bed and strip to my boxers. I climb in next to her and wrap her in my arms before willing myself to just fall asleep.
xVanessa POVxMorningx
"Ungh," I roll into something solid, clutching at my head.
"Morning cutie," someone yells.
"Ugh, jeez Paul, you don't have to yell," I remind him in a low tone.
"I wasn't," he says quieter. "Hangover, my dear?" he whispers now. I shiver and nod.
"But it was worth it," I stretch, groaning.
"I see," he grins, kissing me softly.
"Mmm, Paul. Don't expect to get away with that," I mumble back playfully as his hand slowly, agonizingly slowly, travels upwards from my ass.
xFast ForwardxTwo months laterx
"Shit," I screamed into the empty house of Sam and Emily. I set the timer on my phone for ten minutes and slowly go to find something to do.
I was so scared, I realized as I munched down on a family size bag of smartfood. Now that I think of it, I haven't had my period since before my first time with Paul, almost two whole months ago; and we haven't exactly used protection…
"Aah!" I screech as my phone vibrates on my stomach, sitting bolt upright, causing my phone to fall to the floor.
I walk nervously into the bathroom and look into the sink to see six bright pink plus signs reflecting back at me. FUCKK.
Hey Paul? xVanessax I text him nervously.
Hey my girl, whats up? xP I receive not two minutes later.
Are you busy? Or can you come over? xVanessax I reply.
Um, I can be there in five, why? xP he sends back.
Oohk, see you in five, xVanessax I avoid his question purposely. I go sit on the bathroom floor, all six texts scattered around me.
"Vanessa?" Paul calls as he enters the house. I quickly hide the tests from view as he appears at the door frame. "What's wrong?" he asks, alarmed by the sudden flowing tears.
'Paul," I whisper. "Please don't hate me."
"What-How could I hate you, Vanessa?" he asks.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath, silently pulling one of my pee-sticks from the floor behind my back, handing it gingerly to him.
"Vanessa…I…what?" he stutters out. I silently stand, hesitantly wrapping my arms around him.
"I'm so sorry," I whisper as I begin sobbing into his bare, defined chest.
"Nessa?" Paul asks. I remain silent, still crying into him. He picks me up and carries me back to my room. He gently puts me on the bed and then pulls me onto his lap so that I'm straddling him. "Vanessa Mai," he pronounces my full name sincerely. "Look at me," he gently tugs my chin up so I'm looking at his face instead of his abs.
I look at him sadly, tears falling down my cheeks as he speaks again.
"Why would I hate you for being pregnant? I mean, sure, I wish we had waited a bit, but, hey, we can do it. I know we can." he hugs me to him.
"You're sure?" I sniff, wiping the tears out of my eyes.
"Of course," he kisses me gently. "Babe?" he says hesitantly.
"Hmm?" I respond.
"I was planning on doing this differently, but…" he takes a breath. "Will you move in with me?" he asks.
I look up at him to see that he's serious. "Yes," I smile, pressing my lips to his jaw. "When?" I ask.
"As soon as possible," he smiles brightly.
"Now?" I shift on his lap.
"Sure," he kisses me chastely and lifts us off the bed. He makes his way to my closet and starts putting everything into my giant duffle.
"Fuck," I mutter twenty minutes later as my phone vibrates. I'd just finished managing to fit the contents of my dresser into a duffle.
Hey, Alice just had a vision of you packing. Everything oohk in Nessa land? xREx I get from Renesmee.
Ooh, lohl. Its fine. Ihm just moving into Pauls today :) xVanessax I send back.
OOH! Congrats girlie xREx she sends back.
Thanks :D xVanessax I send as I go to my options and change my signature.
Need any help? Cuz ihm MAD bored xREx
Um…not really. Sorry. Hows mini-you? xVMaix I ask.
Good :) Ihm just starting to show :/ ih look fat xREx she says.
You're NOT fat, you're PREGNANT xVMaix I send back.
Yeah, ih guess xREx she says.
I shake my head and say, well, ih got to go, luhv ya girlie, text you later xVMaix
K bye xREx I get back. With that, I chuck my phone on the bed and curse as it bounces off.
"Whatever," I grumble as I make my way into the closet. "Hey you," I smile as I plop down on the ground and start throwing my shoes into a box I'd just found.
"Hey, cutie," he smiles softly back. "How're my two favorite people?" he asks as he zips the duffle and comes to sit next to me.
"We're good; hungry, actually," I say.
"You go get some food, I'll finish up here." He says gently.
"No, I'm good," I smile.
"Babe, if you're hungry, you should eat," he tells me.
"We're fine. I'll eat in bit," I kiss him gently before returning to my shoes.
"If you're sure," he allows as he begins tossing my shoes into the box alongside me.
"What the fuck," I growl as I get up off the floor and go to find my vibrating cell phone.
"What?" I answered angrily, not checking the ID.
"Jeez Nessa, chill." Emmett's booming laughter causes me to laugh, bad mood forgotten.
"Sorry Emmett, what's up?" I ask.
"That's better," he chuckles. "I was just wondering if my little sis wanted help moving into her puppy's house," he offers.
"Thanks, Em, but I think wolf boy and I got this one," I laugh.
"Oohk, but you're coming over later to tell everyone the news," he tells me.
"News?"
"Alice had two visions of you today. and I'm the only one besides her who knows because I wrestled it out of her tiny ass." He laughs.
"Ooh shit," I say. "Ooh, I guess. See you later then." I hang up and tuck my phone into my ass pocket as I make my way back into Paul.
"Here, have you gotten the rest packed yet?" he asks as we go out to my room.
"I think so, let's just put all this in my truck and go to your place. If I forgot anything, I'll just come back." I say as we both carry my things out, much to his distaste.
"Paul, will you just get over it. I'm not going to just sit around for the next seven months just because I'm pregnant, oohk? So chill, breathe, relax. The baby will be fine," I tell him as I pull into his driveway.
"Fine, but for the record, I'm worried about you too, honestly, I'm worried about you the most," he says quietly before we get out and grab my things from the back of my truck.
xFast forwardsxLater that nightx
"Ness?" I hear Paul ask from beside me.
"Paul?' I respond.
"Are you oohk?" he asks. "You're usually very talkative at night."
"Mm fine, just tired." I yawn, proving my point further.
"Oohk," he scoots closer and wraps his arms around me. I snuggle into his side and yawn one last time before succumbing to the oncoming blackness.
xMorningxPaul POVx
I slowly feel myself come to, so I stretch and turn my head.
Eleven thirty my clock flashes at me. I look to my right to find Vanessa still passed out completely into my side. I smile and kiss her head as I get out of bed and make my way to the bathroom for a shower.
I peek out at Vanessa as I get out and dress, only to find her still asleep. I smile to myself once more and sneak downstairs to watch television and eat. My stomach started snarling at the thought of food, so I fill a large bowl with cereal and then pour the milk in.
I find a spoon and situate myself in from of the television, where I decide to leave the channel on ESPN for the rerun of last nights football game.
An hour and a half later and Vanessa still hasn't woken up yet. I mute the television and listen for the sound of her breathing.
I hear a steady, even heartbeat so I know she's still alive. I sigh and flip the channel to MTV to watch reruns of Jersey Shore until she wakes up.
Another hour goes by until I finally hear her uneven steps coming down the stairs.
"Paul?" she asks as I turn to see her in the doorway, rubbing her eyes. Why does she always have to look so damn cute? Not that I'm complaining or anything.
"Morning cutie," I get up and go to give her a gentle hug.
"Mmm, hi," she yawns.
"Hungry?" I ask as I pull her into the kitchen and pull out a stool at the island.
"Mmm…" she says sleepily. "I'll make it," she moves to stop me as I pull out bacon and eggs.
"No," I wrap my arms around her waist. "I will," I lift her onto the counter beside the stove.
She yawns. "Oohk," she covers her mouth and leans her head back against the cabinet.
"Somebody's still tired," I smile and flip the bacon into the pan.
"Mhm," she mumbles. I smile and drop four eggs into the next pan before I interlock my fingers with hers.
"Thanks," she sighs as I smile and hiss her neck. I quickly flip the eggs with my free hand and go back to watching her face.
"Babe?"
"Mm?"
"How many eggs do you want?" I ask.
"Mm…two," she says.
"Oohk," I quietly pull out two plates and place her eggs on one, mine on the other.
"Flip the bacon," she advises. "Before the side they're on burns," she doesn't even open her eyes to tell me this.
I smile, shaking my head and do as instructed.
"Breakfast's ready," I smile two minutes later as I slide the bacon onto a separate plate.
Vanessa hops down and grabs her plate and the plate of bacon as she heads towards the table.
"Emmett said we're going to their house tonight," she tells me. "I had nothing to do with it; I swear," she puts her hands up it the universal 'I surrender' gesture.
I laugh. "We'll see, I don't know if I can share you tonight," I say before shoving my food into my mouth as fast as I could.