*Five years later*
I rushed around the kitchen, making sure I had everything I needed for the birthday party.
Paper plates - Check.
Pizza - Check.
Cake - Check.
Present - Shit.
Where the hell did I put it? Now was not the time to be misplacing presents!
The last time I saw it, it was in my closet hiding. I don’t think I ever took it out so hopefully it’s still there.
I took everything out into the dining room and set the table, then made my way up to my room to get the present.
Once I was standing in front of my closet I took a deep breath.
Please let it be here.
I opened up the doors and let out the breath I didn’t know I was holding when I saw the neatly wrapped present in the spot I left it.
I grabbed it and quickly went back downstairs to put it with all the others.
Once that was done I looked around, making sure everything was perfect, and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that there was nothing left for me to do.
“Hey sweetheart.” a voice whispered in my ear and wrapped their arms around me from behind.
I squeaked in surprise, but quickly relaxed into the person’s arms.
“Hey Dam Dam.” I greeted, spinning around to face my husband.
I grinned cheekily at the playful scowl on his face. He acts like he hates the nickname so much but I can tell he secretly loves it.
“Everything’s ready for the party now. The food’s out, the table’s set, the candles on the cake are rea-” I was cut off by Damon’s lips being pressed gently against mine.
“Everything’s perfect, you don’t need to worry. It’s bad for the baby.” He replied after pulling away, and rubbed my stomach, which looked just about ready to pop. I’m due to have the baby any day now.
Before I could reply to Damon, a bunch of eight year old kids came storming in through the back door, all chanting ‘pizza’.
I laughed and walked out of Damon’s arms so I could tend to the army of kids.
As I was serving the crazy eight year olds, the doorbell rang, so I handed over my job to Damon so I could go get the door.
I already knew who was at the door and I was practically bursting with excitement.
“Garrett!” I exclaimed after I swung open the door, rapping my arms around him in a bone crushing hug.
I haven’t seem him is a few months now, since he lived a two hour flight away from us. I miss having my best friend close, but that’s a part if growing up.
“Hey preggo.” he laughed, and I smacked his shoulder in reply.
“And who is this?” I asked when I spotted a very handsome man slightly behind Garrett.
“This is my boyfriend Trevor.” He replied, taking Trevor’s hand and pulling him in the house after him.
I mentally awed at the two of them. I could already tell they were perfect for each other.
“So where’s the birthday girl?” Garrett asked as he looked around.
“She’s in the dining room with her friends.” I told him, and together we walked back to where all the chaos was taking place.
When Garrett spotted the birthday girl he ran over to her and lifted her up into a hug as he said “Happy birthday Tori!”
I smiled at the two of them and was hit with a pang of gratitude. Tori has been cancer free for five years now with no signs of it coming back.
“Put her down before her pizza makes an appearance.” I told Garrett as he spun her around, laughing at the disgusted face he made when my words sunk in.
“You’re no fun sis.” Tori complained as Garrett set her back on her chair.
I just laughed and rolled my eyes at her. She’s going through a phase where she thinks it’s cool to use slang for everything. The other day she told me to chillax.
As the kids ate, Garrett, Damon and I all caught up and I got to know Trevor. Now that I’m back with Garrett I realized just how much I miss having him around.
The only thing that’s missing now was Alex, his wife Maria and their two year old daughter Lexi. They were suppose to come but Lexi ended up with the flu.
Soon enough the kids were done with the pizza and started asking for cake, so Damon and I went into the kitchen to light the eight candles on top of Tori’s chocolate cake.
Once that was done we walked out of the kitchen and started singing ‘happy birthday’ with everyone else.
Tori had the widest smile on her face and I couldn’t help but feel a sting at the back of my eyes from tears that wanted to fall.
It might just be the pregnant hormones talking, but today I was just so grateful to have Tori. I couldn’t picture myself without the little ball of sunshine.
After Damon and I finished high school, I got full custody of Tori, and we moved to California where Damon went to school to become an engineer and I started a small photography business.
Now life was as perfect as it gets. I have a family now and a stable job and friends that love me. What more could someone want?
“Happy birthday princess.” I said and kiss Tori’s cheek.
“So the party was a success.” Damon said as he got into bed next to me.
“Yeah, no thanks to you.” I teased.
“That’s not true, I supervised the kids while you set everything up, and I watered Antonio.” He told me, smiling proudly.
I rolled my eyes and leaned over to kiss him.
“How are you feeling?” He asked when I settled back into my spot, placing a hand on my stomach.
I placed my hand on top of his and replied “I’m fine, just anxious for when this little munchkin decides to make an entrance into the world.”
“I can’t wait to meet Drew.” He whispered and leaned over to kiss my tummy.
We’re naming our son Andrew, Drew for short, after Damon’s dad.
I knew it was the right thing to do once I saw the smile on Damon’s face after I suggested the name. I could tell he still really misses his dad, so this is the least we could do.
And when we told Mrs. Blake that she broke down in happy tears, touched that we would name out child in honour of Mr. Blake.
“I’m gonna be Drew’s favourite, isn’t that right son?” Damon said and placed his ear lightly against my stomach. It gave be butterflies to think that Damon and I were going to have a son soon.
I scoffed and pushed his head off playfully when I realized what he said. “I’m gonna be his favourite and you know that just as well as I do.”
He shook his head and smirked confidently, “I guess we’ll just have to wait to find out.”
“I wouldn’t look so confident Dam Dam. There’s a fifty percent chance that he’ll like me more. And since I carried him for nine months we already have a bond, which makes my chances even higher.” I told him, smiling smugly.
“Oh really?” Was all he said, and then me was tickling me.
“Da-Damon s-stop!” I squealed as I tried to wiggle out of his grip.
“No way! Not until you say that I’m gonna be Drew’s favourite.” Damon compromised.
“N-never!” I screamed stubbornly as I continued to laugh hysterically.
As he continued to tickle me and I continued to laugh and squirm, my side started to hurt but I didn’t think much about it.
“Did you- Did you just pee?” Damon asked as his hands stilled at my sides and his eyes went wide.
“What?” I asked and looked down. Sure enough there was a wet spot on my jogging pants.
Before I could reply a sharp pain shot from my belly downwards and I groaned in pain as I clutched my stomach.
“Oh shit.” Damon whispered, freezing in shock.
Oh shit was right. My water just broke and I’m going into labour.
I’m going into labour because of Damon’s stupid tickling attack!
“Damon. Hospital. Now.” I hissed through my teeth and groaned a second later as I was hit with another sharp pain.
“Oh shit, oh shit.” Damon kept chanting as he stood up from the bed.
“I’ll go get Tori and then come back and help you downstairs.” He quickly told me, then ran out of the room. In any other situation I would have laughed at the panicked look on Damon’s face, but another sharp pain made me realize how serious this situation is. I’m having a baby!
Sure I had Tori but that was a long time ago and I was in the hospital when I went into labour.
I got off the bed slowly and started towards the bedroom door as he got Tori.
Moments later Damon was back by my side and helping me downstairs with Tori close behind.
After that everything was a blur of people and pain, and all I could think was that Damon and I were going to meet our son soon. We were going to be real parents. With a son that calls us mom and dad.
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