Prince's P.O.V.
I suddenely grew nervous.
"Y-you did?" I stuttered, my hands becoming sweaty. Elle nodded, sensing my growing tension. She started to tease me, not wanting to tell me what it was until the last minute.
"Mhm. But what a lovely dia it is, isn't it?" She asked innocently.
"Yupp." I replied quickely.
"What did you do today?" She asked, looking at me with a playful expression.
"Nothing. So what did you decide?" I replied hesitantly.
"Well, I decided to have a salada instead of a burrito." Elle giggled back.
"Elle! You know what I mean! You're killing me here!"
"Oh, wow, if you were really that interested in what I was drinking, you should've told me from the start!" The grin spread on her face even wider. She hasn't smiled this much in days.
"Elle!" I replied sharply.
"Ok, ok. Calm it down. No need to get your boxer's in a bunch. Speaking of boxer's, pull those shorts up!" Elle hated sagging pants mais than anything in the world. She came from this elegantly classy family in Hollywood. She loved to dress up and was OCD about somethings. It was hilarious sometimes, really. Apparently her grandma from her mom's side was a huge hollywood actress. I think she was friends with Liz Taylor... I'm not sure. But whatever. Anyways, I pulled the shorts up and demanded an answer from Elle.
"Well, today, I was walking around over there," Elle said pointing towards a huge amount of o espaço with quite a lot of tree's. "And I was just trying to clear my mind of everything. The wind was blowing gently. It was that kind of summer wind that is warm and feels like the sun is gently touching your skin," She took a deep breath and closed her eye's. This is why I loved Elle so much. She was poetic yet fun and was able to just shut down the world around her and just stop thinking of what was bothering her for a couple of minutes. I closed my eye's too, and imagined the light breeze, slowly, swiftly carrying the summer around me. "And just as the breeze was gently dying down, I felt a kick in my stomach." Elle said, opening her eyes. My mouth dropped with happiness. "And I just thought, 'What the hell am I doing?'. I was being so cynical before. I realized that we can do this if we work together. When I felt the baby kick, it just really opened my eyes. I mean that's a really small person in there that needs us. We can't back out now." Elle finally added on, answering my question.
"Really?! That's great!" I replied, overwhelmed with joy. "The baby really kicked?" I asked, putting my hand on her stomach. Elle nodded, giggling. "I amor you so much." I told her as I kissed her.
"I amor you too." She replied, pulling away. "But now, I want a hot lorota, fudge sundae." Elle added on, standing up and walked away. She started to take off her sweatshirt, now only being in shorts and a tank top. The tank topo, início was white and hugged her body, revieling a small little bump on her stomach. My jaw dropped instantly. I grabbed Elle's hand and pulled me towards her, to get a better view of it.
"Oh... my... god." I whispered happily, touching the little baby bump.
"Isn't it adorable?" Elle asked giggling. I just nodded my head.
*NEXT COUPLE OF WEEKS*
"Prince?" Elle asked me as she sat up in bed.
"Mhmm?" I replied, beijar her cheek.
"I have an untrasound in an hour." She told me, pointing to the clock.
"Oh shit. We gotta get ready!" I got up and quickely changed. When I was done, I waited for Elle to be finished with her make-up.
"Alright lets go!" I said as she walked out of the bathroom.
"You're going?" She asked surprised.
"Why wouldn't I?"
"I don't know!" Elle said as she walked ot of the room, down the stairs, into the foyer, and put her shoes on.
"Let's go!" I said, excitment over-whelming me. I ran out to the car and started the engine.
When we arrived at the hospital, we had to wait forever. Elle sat and read Vogue, while I just wiggled my thumbs nervously. I don't know why I was nervous, but I was. It was kinda like that kind of excited nervousness, if that makes any sense at all.
"Elle?" The nurse asked, walking into the waiting room. We both stood up and followed her into the room.
"Heheh! It's cold!" Elle said, holding my hand as the nurse spread the cold stuff on her stomach. The picture popped up on the screen, showing us the tiny little baby. It was amazing. I just wanted to hold it, cuddle it, give it all of my love. I mean the baby, not the picture. Elle started to get tears in her eyes. I quickely wiped them away.
"Are those sad tears or happy tears?" I asked.
"Happy. Definatly happy." She told me, sqeezing my hand.
"Would you two like to know the sex?" The nurse asked. Elle looked at me right away, smiled, looked back at the nurse and nodded her head yes.