"Hey beautiful." Peyton says embraces me in a hug. "How are you feeling?."

"I feel fine." I smile at him hugging him back.

It was only a few hours ago Nash left. My heart is torn between pieces. Nash still loves me and Peyton is having a growing affection towards me. And I'm about to have a child, but the child isn't Nash's. What am I going to do?.

"Let's go upstairs." I say grabbing Peyton's arm.

I lead him up the stairs and past Amanda's room. I reach my door and push it open. Peyton makes sure he closes it behind him. I lay on my bed and he does the same thing wrapping his arm round my shoulder. We're going to be parents. I snuggle into his chest and lay my chin in the crook of his neck.

"You're wearing my clothes." Peyton smirks looking up and down my body.

"I know, it just felt comfy."

"I really want to kiss you so badly right now." He groans. Lust filling his voice and eyes. "Do you know how much of a turn on it is when you wear my clothes?."

My cheeks heat up as he says this. Did I really have that much of an effect on him. Maybe me laying next to him would have that effect.

"So how far are you along with the pregnancy?." He asks turning away from me and changing the subject.

"On the test it said I was about a month pregnant." I beamed proudly.

"A month?." Peyton sputtered. "We've only got eight more months till there's a mini us here."

"And eight more months till I become big." I add chuckling.

Peyton stares at me in bewilderment. His eyes travel up and down me again until his eyes land on my belly. Peyton lets go of me and travels down my bed to level with my stomach. He pulls back his blonde hair and lifts up my sweater shirt. I froze when he touched my stomach, his hands were so cold. But his hot breath soon soothed it out.

"Hi there little baby this is your daddy, a.k.a half your creator. I know you're not really a baby yet, well I think you're a fetus right now," he continues "Your mummy and I can't wait to meet you. And we can tell you how hectic and crazy our life is. Maybe you can play football like your daddy; if you're a boy or tennis like your mummy. We haven't really prepared for you, but I love you." With that he kisses my belly.

My heart flutters when he finishes placing a kiss. My stomach isn't even the shape of a bump yet but I can feel everything. Peyton looks up at me and grins. I smile back at him, sitting myself up and pulling my shirt down. We stare at each other for what feels like forever. Before I know it; my lips are crashing down against his.

I guess he gave into his lust. Oh Peyton.

We fall back on the bed not parting from the kiss. He hovers over me and I pull him down to rest on me. It's like every time I kiss him his lips taste a different flavour. Peyton manages to slip his tongue into my mouth. French Kissing. I tangle my hands in his hair, pulling him closer to me. I just want all space between our body non-existent.

Peyton pulls always from the kiss unexpectedly and rushes off me. He faces away from me so I can only see his back. He does look sexy from behind, his disheveled hair and...

"What's wrong?." I ask him getting of my bed to stand beside him "What'd I do wrong?."

He chuckles softly and turns to face me. Grabbing my waist and closing the space between our body. "It's not what you did wrong. It's what you did right."

"W-What do you mean?." I stutter.

He looks down and I follow his gaze.

"Oh god." I swing my hand to mouth blushing.

I gave him a boner.

"You're such a lover boy." I gasp.

Authors Note:
How was your day? Good? That's great!. So guys I know this was a short chapter but I'm trying to plot and plan things out. And Kate's pregnancy will go a month, a chapter. Who do you want Kate to end up with?. I'm starting to like Peyton ;).
I <3 u guys!

Xoxo
Daniella