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I huffed shoving the last of my clothes into the suitcase. I'm probably over packing but I don't really care right now. All I know about this weekend is that I'm going to New York and meeting Kiara there. She won't tell me what she has planned, where we're staying or anything like that. The only thing I know is that I'm flying there in later today and I only just finished packing.

Yesterday was Thanksgiving, not that me and Justin celebrate it much. We spent it with Scooter, Yael and their son Jagger. It was pretty amazing to see how things between them flowed and how they just managed even when Jagger was starting to fuss and whine. They were honestly the cutest family and Yael even gave me this smoothie recipe which helped her when she would feel nauseous when she was pregnant with Jagger.

Justin had been acting very strange for the last kind of month. He's been particularly quiet and stressed out this last week, disappearing randomly or not being here when I wake up on the mornings. He's been working out a lot too and it's starting to really worry me and I don't really care if I'm over reacting. I'm now 20 weeks pregnant and everything seems to be getting more real, the last thing I need is for him to distance himself from me. I need to find out why he's acting so strange.

I felt little butterflies in my tummy making me smile and place my hand softly on my now slightly large bump. I was still fairly small for this stage in pregnancy but I wasn't concerned. My nurse said that this often happens and I'll either stay small or blow up like a balloon (oh joy) in the next few weeks. We had an ultrasound yesterday and really I was lucky that Justin was around to come. Usually you find out the sex of the baby at that ultrasound but I thought it would be good to have a little bit of a surprise so we decided not to find out even though the opportunity was there.

I lift up the side of my suitcase letting it fall closed and didn't bother to zip it before heading down the hall and down the stairs. Surprisingly as I slowly descended the stairs Justin was sat on the couch, his phone in his hands as he quietly hummed a tune to himself. Sighing in relief as I reach the bottom of the stairs I wander over to him and sit beside him.

I'm going to do this now. "What's up?"

"Nothing." Was his grumbled reply which had me rolling my eyes.

"I'm really worried about you." I admit with a quiet sigh leaning into his side. He was overly quiet and didn't make an effort to reply, however his arm did wrap around my shoulders and hold me closer to him. The action was calming but didn't give me peace of mind. "Has something happened?" I asked nibbling on my lower lip as Justin huffed probably realising I wasn't going to let this go this time. "Did I do something?" I ask but receive silence as a reply.

"Charlotte Just leave it." He snaps suddenly and I narrow my eyes at him.

"No. What's going on?" I ask again my tone softer this time as I cup Justin's cheek forcing him to look in my eyes.

"I don't want to tell you." He says lowly, worry pooling in his eyes and I almost pout for him.

"You can tell me anything." I promise my lips brushing his for a brief moment before I pull away. I link my fingers with his as though trying to comfort him that I'm still here and he can talk to me. "I'm here so you can be less stressed out I don't want you to bottle shit up." I try not to, I really do but I find myself getting more and more upset the more we stay on the topic and soon my bottom lip was wobbling slightly as though I'm a 3 year old child.

"Stop it, Charlie." Justin says softly clearly seeing my sadness as he wraps both his arms around me and holds me close to him. My fingers grab onto his shirt, twisting into it to pull him closer ensuring he can't get away from me. Not now. "I'm just being stupid."