“No, but I’m thankful,” I say as I look in the mirror.
“You’re starting to really show,” she points out.
“Thanks,” I say mockingly.
“I’m just saying,” she says apologetically.
“I know, I need to get out of here, because I can’t have people talking.”
“When’s your next doctor appointment?”
“Tomorrow at three.”
“Can I come along?” she asks.
“Sure.”
“Has Liam tried to reach you?”
“He has through text, but I’ve played things off pretty well. I just told him that night I was a drunken mess and I’m pretty sure he bought it.”
“Let’s hope so. Brody said Nina is planning their wedding and it’s probably going to be around the same time your due date is.”
“Lovely. I wish he would stop talking to me, forget he ever met me, then things could be a little easier.”
“What are you going to do if the baby comes out looking like him?”
“I don’t know. I mean we both have blonde hair and blue eyes, so I can always say it gets that from me, but if it’s a boy I don’t know.”
“I hate that you’re going to London and will be going through this pregnancy all alone. You shouldn’t have to do this by yourself.”
“Why not? I’m the one that got into this mess; it’s only fair I have to deal with it.”
“No you’re not and you know it. Maybe if you told him, things would be different,” she says looking hopeful.
“How…he ends it with Nina who he’s marrying, to be with me because I’m having his child? No, I don’t want that. I want a man who wants to be with me and only me, no one else.”
“You deserve to be happy Hails.”
“I am happy. He gave me a part of him that I’ll love for the rest of my life. I couldn’t ask for any greater gift,” I say as I rub my growing bump.
It’s easy to hide my bump now since its cooler out by wearing either a hoodie sweatshirt or baggie shirts. No one says anything and I’m thankful.
“Have you told your parents yet?”
“No.”
“What are you going to tell them?”
“I don’t know yet. I’m a horrible liar and they know that, so I haven’t said anything.”
“You need to tell them.”
“I know and I will.”
“Hails, you are five months along,” she says reminding me.
“I know.”
“Are you going to find out the sex?”
“Yes, so I can start planning and buying things; I need to get the baby’s room ready.”
“Do you have any names picked out?”
“Yes, if it’s a girl it’s going to be Lily Anne and if it’s a boy it’s going to be Landon Jacob.”
“Well, I think those names are beautiful and you have time to figure it out,” she says as she finishes getting ready for class.
“Are you going to put Liam on the birth certificate?”
“I don’t know yet.”
We head out for class and thankfully, the day goes by quickly. I text Kenzie all day and get her input on talking to Mom and Dad about my pregnancy. It’s hard, because I feel like I’ve let them down and I don’t want to disappoint them, but I know I have.
Kenzie has completely changed and is being the supportive sister that I need her to be. I’m not sure what happened to make her actually grow up, but I couldn’t be happier.
Wednesday comes and it’s time to head to my appointment. Quinn is ready to go and doesn’t let me down. We head inside and find the office pretty empty, which doesn’t upset me one bit.
“Haley Lawrence,” the nurse calls. I stand up, as does Quinn who follows me to the small room. “I need you to put this on,” the nurse says as she hands me a gown.
I change and sit on the table while we wait for the doctor.
“Hi Haley, how are you?” Dr. Dixon says.
“I’m good, how are you?”
“Good thanks. So today we are going to listen to the heartbeat and do you want to know the gender of your baby?”
“Yes, please.”
“We will do an ultrasound and hopefully the baby will cooperate to let us know,” she says kindly.
“Oh my gosh, that’s the heartbeat?” Quinn squeals as she hears the tiny beats.
“Sure is,” Dr. Dixon says. Next the doctor puts the clear jelly on my stomach and rubs the wand so the machine can hopefully show me the gender of the baby. “As you can see, the baby is right there, now if it will just turn we can try to determine if it’s a he or a she,” she says excitedly.