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✨You're not prepared✨

The next 5 weeks were a blur and soon I was arriving in California, making my way to Justin's empty house. There was a room labelled 'baby' on the outside which almost made me cry with the sight of the drawer set already assembled and the scan photo we'd had taken stuck neatly in the middle of one of the ivory walls.

Since then I'd been quietly adding little things to the house by buying actual photo frames and putting pictures of pretty much everyone I knew (except said blonde boy who Justin high key hates). I'd like to say I'm slowly turning this place into a home instead of just an empty house which has a couple of things in but I'm not too sure yet. I think it needs a few more things added to it. I'm feeling like it needs some major work doing if I'm ever going to be happy with it.

So far I'd spent a lot of time with Justin, a lot of time shopping (mostly for homey kind of things to make the place more ours), I had lunch with Kendall once or twice and registered with new doctors who could make sure little Marshmallow and I were just fine.

"Babe, are you ready?" Justin asked as he walked into the bedroom. I was finishing my lipstick and applying a final small dusting of powder over my face. We were about to go out for dinner with Hailey and I wasn't really looking forward to it. She'd been sending a couple of shady tweets and pretty much everyone knows she doesn't exactly like me so I'm slightly afraid (maybe?) to go for dinner. "It's going to be fine." He mumbles in my ear making me laugh quietly as Justin places a soft kiss on my neck sending small shivers through my body.

Justin places his hand on the small bump at my stomach making me internally coo and swoon over him. He's been slightly obsessed with it since I got here and I didn't even realise how big little marshmallow was. I'm thirteen weeks now and baby's the size of a peach now and I'm finally in my second trimester. I'm still throwing up at least once per day but it's far less than it has been so, I'm not complaining. I've had to be really careful with the clothes I'm wearing because I'm out with Justin out so much here and the paps are everywhere and I mean everywhere. Somehow there was pictures of us in the pool at the back of the house about a week or two ago which had me so mad but at least I was in the pool so you couldn't exactly see anything below my boobs because I was in the water, I guess?

I slipped on the pair of white Louboutins with the jeans and loose shirt I was wearing. Also, my Dad still doesn't know and after a lot of convincing on Justin's part he had me agreeing to go and see him tomorrow which I'm high key dreading because, who wants to let their dad know that they got accidentally pregnant?

"Okay I'm done." I smile seeing Justin stood by the door with a small smile on his face.

"You look gorgeous." He smiles taking my hand as I giggle to myself quietly.

"I look no different to ten seconds ago." I laugh quietly as Justin rests his hand on my waist whilst we make our way down the stairs.

"I was too busy admiring you before to say it."

Smooth Motherfucker

I narrow my eyes at him a little trying not to laugh as his eyes seem to glimmer with happiness. He's constantly happy at the moment and always being all cutesy and love-y, I think it's my favourite thing ever.

We quickly make our way out to the car, Justin sat in the drivers seat of his Ferrari and I sat beside him texting Ki.

Kiara left Dubai on the same day as me. She'd got that modelling opportunity and was living in New York whilst they gave her a three month trial period with a couple of campaigns before deciding if this modelling agency wants to keep representing her. From what she's been telling me and showing me so far I think it's going pretty well.