"Hey baby." 

 " ahhh hey Lily whatsss upppp?" 

"Honey let's go upstairs your drunk and I don't want you to get in a fight…again"    "Believe me hun I'm purrfectllyy fine." 

  She pushed me up the stairs, I was to drunk to protest anylonger. We got to my best friends guest room and Lily undressed me until I was only in my boxers. Then she went to the bathroom with my shirt and came back with only my shirt on…and MAYBE something underneath? 

She climbed in bed and got comfortable I slipped in and kissed her, and she kissed me back with as much force as I was applying to her lips to mine. I ran my hands up and down her arm and leg until my shirt she was wearin was up to her stomach and showed her panties. I kissed her stomach and caressed her lower back and butt with the palm of my hands. 

  She stopped me from doing anything more and I frowned. 

 "Do you not want to make love babe?" My voice not as strong, demanding and husky like usual. 

"No it's just your not ready and your drunk I don't want to you to do anything you'll regret." 

"I would never regret doing anything with you! I love you Lilian and I'll never regret loving you in ANYWAY." 

But before she could respond I put my lips on hers and kissed her passionately and heatedly." And besides I'm pretty much sober now sooo…I KNOW what I want to do as long as you want to too" 

Lily kissed me so gently as I wrapped my arms around her back and I knew that she wanted to make love as much as I did. 

                               ~ 

"Baby wake up" I whispered to lily 

As I poked her thigh with two fingers. "WAKE UPPPP," I droned. I bite her neck to get her attention, she screamed and

Jumped up, stealing the covers as she did Leaving me only in boxers. She laughed and started to dress…and I fell asleep. 

                     ~ 4 weeks later 

Lilian's POV~ 

  OhMyGod…I went for my yearly checkup up this afternoon and I tell them about my non-stop puke situation. They do some blood test and it turns out I'm pregnant…at the age of 21. Yay…now I'm waiting for Justin to get to our house so I can tell him. 

I'm happy, I'm sooo happy that I get the chance to carry his baby with me…but I'm scared. This is my first child and I don't know what to do. 

 I hear Noah walk in the house and I immediately get more nervous. I got the ultrasound while I was at the hospital so I could suprise him with a picture of the baby. I keep on sitting until he finally comes in the living room that was around the corner of the front door. He quietly walks in and sits next to me, kissing me on the cheek in the process. 

"Hey Lil, did you cook or am I gonna order?" He asked with a couioris tone that I get often when he doesn't know what to do. I nod and tell him I need to talk to him. 

"Am I in trouble?" I laugh, "No I went for my yearly checkup and I told them about my sickness and they said I have a little bug in me." 

"They gave you meds so you can get better right?" 

"Yeah they gave me vitamins for the morning and they also gave me a picture of the little bug so I can see it before it gets bigger, I wanted to show you it."

He shot me a worried expression. I pulled to picture from my bag that sat in front of us and turned it and placed it in its hands. 

"B-but that's an ultrasound! And that's a baby, right? I mean that's what there supposed to look like by now right?"He looked up at me with the most amazing smile I've ever seen. I nod and let the tears flow on my cheeks, I smile hoping to myself that he's actually happy that this is happening. 

"Are you okay with this? I mean I know you've always wanted to plan it all out before-" He pulled me into a hug and passionate kiss, I could feel the happiness radiating off of him. 

"It's perfect, our baby's perfect. Oh god I love you, I love this baby, I'm gonna be a dad." He hugs me again and this time pulling me on his lap so I'm straddling him. He put his hand on my abdomen and rubs it ever so lightly. I laugh while I cry happy tears.

"Our next Appointments on the 23th  of August. Remember when we were at Jason's party, (he nodded) well that was when this little guy/girl was created. I know that everything with you're mom and sister have been crazy but I just wanted you to know that me and the baby are here for you. I love you." I hug him before he can respond and he just hugs me back, rocking me until I get sleepy and carries me to bed, getting in beside me and kissing me on the cheek. The last thing I hear before I drift off was an 'I love you, no matter what'. 

      Okay so it's been about 2 weeks since I've told Noah out the baby. He's over welmmed and emotional. Like when we're lying in bed he'll be gentle,rub my belly and speak to the baby. But he gets really frustrated when he thinks he could do better or he didn't do something good enough for me and the baby. He's gotten drunk one time so far, normally he only drinks at a party or when a games on. Instead he went out to the bar and came back wasted at 11:50 and woke me up. I think he's torn about wheather he should tell his mom or not. 

   His mom doesn't like me and never did, she thought that he deserves someone better than me, and believe me I think he does to. Before he meet me I worked at the cancer hospital and would volunteer my time to work with the kids and elderly. I enjoyed it and still do it most of my free time. The thing is that I meet Noah because my brother had a loan from them and Noah said that Alex would only have to pay 30 percent of the loan if I went on 3 dates with him. I went on the dates and thought that Noah would get sick of me and just push me out of his life, so in order to be prepared for that I convinced myself not to fall for him and that he would just treat me like my ex. He didn't though he continued to ask me out three times to be exact before I said yes to a 4th date. We continued dating and fell in love. But we didn't make love until Jason's party, which is where we created our little boy or girl. 

 Noah is the CEO of his fathers company's that were passed down to him when his father was killed in a car crash. He still thinks it's his fault and says he wants to make up for it and do the right things in life, like be a great father as was his dad. My parents are divorced and I have one brother. My brother is gay and I love him to pieces. During our childhood we experienced a lot of trauma like screaming and liquor bottles shattering. So as I grew up I figured I just wasn't good enough for someone who was. That's why my Ex-boyfriend Dustin was my boyfriend in the first place, because he was a drunk and druggie who I thought was my level. 

That is until he started calling me messed up names such as a Big B* and other things. When he called me fat and ugly was on my worst days, that's when I cut myself on my belly, a jagged, white, thick scar covers almost my whole stomach. Noah's seen it but thinks it's from surgery. I could never bring myself to tell him for I thought he would leave me for doing such a stupid crazy thing to myself. he stayed even when I told him about the heir of our family, most likely along with future kids. So hopefully he'll stay when I tell him about my life and childhood. 

                              ~ 

Our appointment is today and Noah is a wreck. He's nervous and it's making me stress out which I don't think is good for the baby. We drove to my doctors office where I normally go for my checkups and ask for Dr. Whitman…my brother. I'm still Mrs. Whitman but one day hopefully my name will be Mrs. Forest. Alex comes around the back and I look up in time to see him waving is over. I pull on Noah's hand and drag him to the ultrasound scan room. I lay down and pull my shirt up just to the beginning of my bra. "Morning Alex, how's Tyler?" I don't want all the attention on me, I do not like the spotlight. "Oh, he's good…a little tired from his last trip. Flew to London for a couple weeks to interview some people and got delayed on the way back in Georgia!" His face is trying to look amised but I know Tyler and him have been having some problems. "Anyway, lets see this little guy down here…okay I need to ask the normal questions…do you drink often."   

"No" 

"Do you take other Medicine other than vitamins?" 

"Yes, antidepressants" 

"Okay…have you had any other illnesses in the past that may in someway at all effect the baby?" 

"No" 

"Have you had any surgeries in the past?" 

"Yes" 

"Where, exactly?"

"Um, I got staples in my head and stitches, I got my hip shattered and they had to do surgery for that too…that's it." I finish with a nod looking a Noah and see the confusion written on his face then he walks out and slams the door on his way out. I'm startled and pull my shirt down and follow him…back to the car. He gets in the car and I try to go to the other door and open it but when I do get it open he reaches over the car and closes (slams) the door making me fall back. He look down scared and rushs out of the car coming to my side and picking me up. "Are you okay, I didn't mean to hurt you I'm just upset that's all. Tel me where it hurts." I barely see the tears in his eyes as he asks me if I'm alright, but there there. "I't so okay I'm fine, can we just do this and get it over with." Great know I'm in a bad mood! My whole back and backside hurts. I walk back in the office and go back to the room sit back down and demand Alex to start the think. A few minutes later Noah comes in and sits beside me. He looks sad and makes me feel bad that I made him look that way. 

"Okay guys um well the baby's healthy and all but the heartbeat is off…it's startled. Did something happen?" 

"I fell on my back in the parking lot, that's all." 

"Okay stand up and turn for me…that's it." He lifts up my shirt and I hear him wince. 

"Lilian! What HAPPENED! Your all scratched up no wonder the baby's scared he knows that your hurt." 

"I fell." 

"How did you fall." 

"I tried opening the door and Noah shut it while I was holding on to it. I lost my balance and fell backwards. Alex it hurts." I weep, I can feel some blood running down my back and my head hit the ground and little too. "I hit my head too"  I see Alex shooting glares at Noah, but doesn't say anything he gets up and gets a cloth putting some peroxide on it and some bandages. He wipes me down while I feel the stinging sensation sink in my back. I let a couple of silent tears go and turn to hug my brother. He hugs me back. 

"Take it easy for a few days the baby was scared and it's just starting to grow. I'll stop by later to give you the vitamins I want you to take with your antidepressants. Love you." 

All I can manage is 'I love you back'