October – 3 months later.

"A little more to the left," Hanna directed. Toby and Caleb repositioned the cabinet, and after 30 minutes of trying to make it perfect, Hanna was happy. "Perfect! I think that's it."

The blonde glanced around the now-furnished penthouse. It had taken nearly 4 months, but the teenage couple were finally moving into their dream home. Hanna couldn't help but think how rapidly the relationship was moving; they were having a baby together, living in New York together…Hanna hadn't expected any of it to happen until she was at least 30, if ever.

"Remind me why you haven't moved a single box?" Caleb asked, panting from the hard work. He had spent the entire morning trying to manoeuvre the designer couch to the top floor of the apartment block, along with Toby. The afternoon was spent rearranging the living room every time Hanna spotted something she didn't like. It was a gruelling and tiresome job.

Hanna placed her hands on her stomach and smiled. "Because I, my dear, am carrying an extra 20 pounds and it would probably kill me to add one more ounce."

Caleb rolled his eyes, before chucking an empty box into the corner. Toby came up behind and patted him on the back.

"So I think I'm going get going," he said, grabbing his bag. "My flight's early tomorrow morning and I'm shattered."

"Okay, mate," Caleb replied, giving his friend a manly hug. "Cheers for today."

Toby nodded and reached in to give Hanna a hug. "Yeah, thank you so much for all your help!" Hanna exclaimed, agreeing with Caleb. "We couldn't have done it without you."

"We?" Caleb asked. Hanna replied by flipping him off, and turned back to Toby.

"Tell Spence she needs to come and visit."

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Hanna collapsed onto the couch, sighing. If this baby was doing anything, it was definitely tiring her out. On some days, after just minutes of walking, she needed to sit down. It was crazy.

"I want food," Hanna muttered, hoping Caleb would hear her. He was in the kitchen grabbing a can of beer, and his head turned around.

"Oh yeah?" he replied, smiling. Hanna constantly wanted food, just one of the many side effects of being pregnant. "What is it tonight? Mexican? Chinese?"

The blonde furrowed her eyebrows and pondered. After minutes of thinking, and minutes of Caleb patiently waiting for her answer, she finally announced, "I think I want Indian tonight."

"Indian it is."

An hour later, Hanna and Caleb sat in their newly furnished penthouse, watching OITNB while eating curries. The couple hadn't eaten a home cooked meal in what felt like weeks, and it was starting to rub off on Hanna. She picked at her Tikka Masala, only eating the chicken.

"Han, I thought you wanted Indian," Caleb said, noticing her odd actions. Hanna sighed and placed the box down on the pinewood coffee table. Hanna had wanted in the perfect position: in perfect reaching distance from the couch, but also close enough to the TV so she could pile up her movie cases on it. "What's up?"

"I'm not sure," she huffed. "I'm just not hungry anymore."

Caleb eyed his girlfriend suspiciously; ever since he found out about her bulimia, he was constantly worried that it would start up at the slightest thing.

"Hey," Hanna began, interrupting Caleb's train of thought. "Have you realised that since we moved here, I haven't got a single text from 'A'?"

"Maybe that bitch is finally done with you, done with us."

"Mhm, maybe," Hanna mumble, not thoroughly convinced. Maybe A was just planning something big…

Thank you to those of you who did suggest some names, I really appreciate it. I've put together a list of all the suggested girl names, as well as a few of my own (mine are the ones in italic). The two with the most votes will be the first and second names, so get voting! Pick your favorite from the list!

Isla
Malia
Kendall
Tiff
Rose
Sophia
Eva
Sky
Gabriella
Sage
Chanel
Elena
Alexis