Days passed and Rachael's baby Leo got more and more beautiful if that was even possible. His hair got a bit lighter, like Rachael's.
And I was happy. My Baby was kicking like how it was supposed to, and nobody yet knew about the baby…until five days later.
We were always round the Girls house more often now, because of Leo being here now, especially.
We had just gone back home in the early afternoon after I felt a bit tired and wanted to rest. I picked up the newspaper on the hallway floor from this morning, and unfolded it; reading the headline and gasping in shock.
''What is it?'' Rob asked me worriedly as soon as I had made a sound. He was there, behind me, and had read it the same time that I had.
PATTINSON BABY ON THE WAY
We can reveal that Robert Pattinson's wife of four months is pregnant with his first baby. The married couple were pictured outside their posh LA pad whilst Rob rubbed her growing stomach tenderly.
Charlie-Rob's wife-who is supposed to be roughly about four months pregnant at this time appeared happy as she walked with Rob to their car, both of them unaware that they were being watched by close sources.
With a wife, and a possible baby on the way, however; how will this effect Rob's own career? Millions of teenage fan girls worldwide were not happy that their idol married so young, so if this pregnancy is true, it will only make them more livid, and the pain that much more real for all the Rob fans.
''OH MY GOD, HOW CAN THEY EVEN SAY THAT?'' I demanded, yelling angrily. Rob jumped slightly at the sound of my livid voice, but I was far too furious to calm down. ''You're fucking twenty four, for god sake! I'm twenty, and so what if I'm pregnant? I know for a fact that I'm not fucking too young!'' I shouted furiously.
Rob tried to put his arms around me, but I pushed him away from me. ''I shouldn't fucking stand for this! They're blaming me for being pregnant. I should have fucking knew that they would blame me. Blame me for how this is going to effect your career-''
''-Charlie, none of that matters to me!'' Rob interrupted me quickly, giving me time to get my breathe back, and calm down again. ''My fans are going to stay loyal, I know that and you know that. If you keep getting stressed out about this, then they've won. That's just the paparazzi, I don't care what they've got to say.''
''But you should care! They have the power to keep your career going, or pull everything apart.'' I warned him, because it was true.
''I don't care what they've got to say about it. They don't have anything to use against me besides this. We were married when you got pregnant, so they cant say anything about it.'' I supposed that that was true too.
He stepped forward, and took my face in his hands after I had calmed down again. ''I have everything I want right here in my hands.'' He spelled it out for me, before placing his other hand to my small bump.
His lips came down then, pressing very softly to mine, and kissing me very gently. Our lips moved perfectly together, my hands pressing into the back of his thick, glorious hair as our lips moulded together; the kiss getting more and more needy.
He eventually pulled away from me, his lips turning into a happy smile after that. His right hand was still placed tenderly on my baby bump, his left hand still wrapped gently around my right side of my face.
''I love you.'' He whispered, allowing his lips to gently brush across mine quickly once more, before he pulled away again to look at me.
''I love you too.'' I replied, because it was true. I was sure that I loved him more than how he loved me still, because I knew that nobody could love anyone more than how I loved Rob. It was impossible.
I put on a black and white flowered dress after my shower, and begged that the paparazzi were waiting for me, outside. The pregnancy was already out, with the picture of me and Rob with my baby bump obvious, but I was still going to have to face this.
I put on my dark sunglasses and left the house on my own, as Rob had to do another interview for Breaking Dawn on his own. I sighed heavily as I saw the paparazzi gathered outside the house entrance, and put my head down.
I heard the shouting of their questions, but I kept my head down, and tried not to put my hand on my stomach. My dress was quite big around me, meant to be loose fitting but you could still see a small, undeniable bump.
And my hand flew to my stomach automatically as soon as I felt the baby kick, because I still wasn't used to it, and it was now a constant reaction of mine; as though I have to make the most of the kick.
I got into the taxi silently, still keeping my head down, and told the driver Tasha's address. I picked my phone up, after hearing it ring, and held it to my ear.
''Hello?'' I asked, even though I already knew by the caller I.D. that it was Rob ringing me. But I didn't know why.
''Were the paparazzi outside?'' He asked, sounding worried about me as he asked. I knew why this was; because he had wanted to go with me, but he was already driving to do this interview…which brought me to my next question.
''Urm…they were there. Again. I was expecting that anyway, but er…how comes you're on your mobile? Aren't you driving?'' I asked him confused.
''Hands free kit. I hope the paparazzi weren't bothering you too much.'' Ah yes, that was why I could hear distant noises in the background. He was in the car.
''The usual.'' I sighed heavily. ''I kept my head down, but…well you could see my bump. I'm sorry.''
''Why are you apologizing for? We knew this would happen eventually. I guess our time just ran out, but I definitely do not regret the way things have gone. I am so happy that you're pregnant.'' He spelled it out for me, whilst I struggled to keep the grin off of my face.
''I know. But still, I worry about what this baby is going to do to your career-''
''-Things that are meant to be will go to plan. For all the loyal fans that are out of there, it wont bother them. That's what keeps me going, so don't get down about it. There's nothing to worry about; really.''
''Okay.'' I agreed easily.
''So where you off to now? Tasha's?'' He guessed. I had spent a lot of time with my new Nephew. Okay so Leo wasn't actually my Nephew, but it felt like it. It felt like Tasha, Rachael and Kirsty were my Sister so it definitely felt like Leo was my Nephew.
''Of course. I'm off to my Nephew.'' I explained, making him laugh. My eyes raked the plastic bag still lying on the taxi floor next to me, with Leo's new outfit in there. I had to buy it; it looked so cute.
''Well have fun. And tell everyone that I said hi for me.''
''Will do.'' I promised.
''Love you.''
''Love you more.'' I said, grinning as I spoke.
He laughed in response. ''Hardly possible.''
''It's a fact.'' I disagreed with him, making him laugh again.
''Shall we discuss that?''
''I wouldn't.'' I disagreed with him again. ''Don't want me getting any more stressed than I already am thanks to the bloody paparazzi.'' I mumbled angrily, because I still did feel a bit…angry with them finding out.
''Well you don't need to be stressed. I told you that everything's going to be fine. Paparazzi don't have a old of my career, and you shouldn't let it bother you.''
''You're right.'' I forced myself to agree, sighing heavily.
''Again.'' He replied, smug.
I huffed in response. ''Again?'' I asked him, confused.
''Yeah. I still love you more…love you. Have fun.'' And with that, he hung up; his laughter finishing our conversation abruptly.
''Fucking bastard.'' I mumbled sourly, not meaning one word, and unable to stop the grin on my face spreading…
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