Needs- N.B. & D.D

Chapter 32: Happier Than Ever

Dixie's POV:
It's positive. I'm pregnant. I'm actually pregnant. I have a baby growing inside of my stomach. Noah's baby. "Come back to bed before I come get your ass myself." I heard him talking in the background, but I couldn't focus on his words.

It's as if I was out of this world for a split second. Nothing existed. It was only me and my subconsciousness. "Baby? Is everything okay in there." I heard the bed move, I assumed he had gotten up. But even with that, my body couldn't move. I couldn't process anything around me.

"Dixie..." Noah walked into the bathroom. I was sitting on the floor, staring at the test, not being able to take my eyes off of it. My tears started to make their way down my face, the salty taste very evident when in my mouth.

"Is that what I think it is?" I slowly looked up at him. My hands were shaking, barely able to hold onto the test. The thought of being a mother scared me. "Dixie answer me." For a second I snapped out of if, laying full attention to Noah, who was now standing right in front of me.

I nodded my head, no words able to pass through my mouth. It was as if the whole world had frozen. "Y-your pregnant." He leaned down, gently taking the test from my hands, examining it himself.

I couldn't help but notice the tears forming in his eyes. "I'm pregnant." My voice was barely above a whisper. My lips quiver as I speak. "Fuck. Your pregnant." He was now louder, a smile beginning to form on his lips.

He sat right across from me, examining the test longer, making sure that it wasn't fake. "Are you happy your pregnant?" I looked down at the test in his hands before looking up at him again. I didn't know how to feel. Yes, I told myself I was ready, but I didn't think it would happen so soon.

"W-what if I'm a terrible mother. What if I'm like my mother." My voice was shaking, now more than ever. He put the test on his side, signaling for me to come over. I moved slowly, making my way into his arms. My back was pressed up against his chest, his hands wrapped around me.

"You could never be a terrible mother. Your too pure. Your not like your mother." His words made their way to my whole body, sending shivers down my spine. His voice was low. I could feel his hot breath against my neck.

"I'm pregnant Noah. We're going to have a family." I saw him smile in the corner of my eyes. It was a genuine smile, different form any other one I've seen come from his lips. "I'm actually having your babies." A quiet laugh left my lips.

"Are you happy?" I looked up at him, both of us still tearing up. "I'm more than happy. Your having my baby." His face inched closer to mine, moving slowly until our lips finally pressed together. The kiss sent shivers through my whole body.

It was calming, giving me everything I needed in this moment and more. "I love you." I whispered against his lips before connecting our lips once again. His lips were warm against mine. "I love you."

"Are you sure your happy about this? I mean if you want to leave I would under-" His hold on me tightened, bringing me closer to him. "I don't want to leave Dixie. I'm happier than ever." I smiled, blush coating my cheeks.

We stayed like this for a while afterwards. In each other's arms, talking about our now family. Expressing how we felt.

I was scared to be a mother. But having Noah by my side made it easier to think about. I didn't exactly grow up with a great role model. The person I am today was all me. I decided I didn't want it be like my mother.

But who knows. Maybe she'll come pouring out of me when I give birth. I would never want to give my child the pain I had at such a young age. I want them to have the best childhood any parent could ever give their child.

I don't ever, not even for a second want them to have to feel as if my child has no one. Especially not her own mother. I know how it feels, and it's not something that you can ever recover from. Yeah over time you forget, and you can choose you ignore it, but the pain always seems to stick.

I want my child to be happy. I never want her/him to doubt herself or her life. I want them to have 2 loving parents. I want to constantly show and tell them how much I love I hold for them. How much she/he means, and how much value she/he has in this world.

"Promise me that we're going to be good parents." I look up at Noah's sleepy figure. I needed to make sure our child would abs the best life possible. I could bare to give anything less. "Promise." He stuck out his pinky. I connected mine with his.

For my baby. I hope you know how much mommy and daddy already love you. You are our world. We love you baby. More than anything.
- mommy & daddy

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Awww😖 I wanted to make sure this alter was perfect so I actually ended your rewriting it, which is why it took longer to update. This book is nearing its end, and I'm already sad just thinking about it. This book has been a journey, not only for you all, but for my writing. I am extremely proud of it and I am ecstatic that you all love it so much. I hope you all enjoyed, love you all so much<3 byeee.
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