What I Like About You (L.H.)

I go to my bathroom and crimp my hair, not so that it looks fake, but so it looks natural. After that I go to my closet and put on leggings and Luke’s sweater that he gave me. Luke is coming over today so we can hang out.

I’ve already decided I’ll tell him about the baby. He deserves to hear it from me and I hope that if he does he’ll understand that I was too drunk to even remember it happened.

Too soon I hear the doorbell ring. I run up to answer it as everyone else is out of the house. Mali, Dad, and Joy are at work and Cal is at Mikey’s to talk about the baby and hang out.

Once I make it upstairs I quickly open the door. Luke flashes a huge smile when he sees me and I flash a weak one back. When he sees that he says, “Baby, what’s happening?”

“I just need to talk to you.”

He nods and I grab his hand. We weave our fingers together and walk downstairs. I pull him into my bathroom and drop his hand. He puts his hands on my waist, rests his chin on my shoulder, looks at us in the mirror, and says, “What’s wrong baby?”

I take his hands, bring him in front of me, place his hands on my stomach, and say, “Can you feel anything different?”

After a few seconds he shakes his head. I move his hands down to my hips, lift the sweater, and say, “Can you see that?”

He kneels down, looks real close in the mirror, says, “I do. No offence, but is that from the deep fried Oreos we had last week?”

“No.”

“Then what is it?”

“Our baby.”

As soon as the words slip out of my mouth I mentally slap myself. Why did I just do that?! Instead of being waist deep in embarrassment I’ve now begun drowning in it.

He puts his hands back on my stomach and says, “How is our child inside of you if we never did it?”

Because it’s not actually your baby and I lied to you because I don’t want to lose the best thing that’s ever happened to me.

“Well you were really drunk so I seized the opportunity.”

“Ahhh, that makes sense.”

Then he rubs his hands on my belly and says, “Love you baby.”

Then he stands up, gives me a passionate kiss, and says, “I love you baby!”

We spend the rest of the day just hanging out at my house. I can tell he’s really enjoying it but it’s hard for me to enjoy it with this big lie hanging over my head. 

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