Weeks and weeks later...
Louise's POV
I started getting my cramps just a couple of days after our bachelorette and bachelor party with our closest friends. It terrified me to the point that I was scared, I might lose the baby.
"Allen, I think I need to see my doctor. It hurts...I'm scared." I hunched beside the kitchen counter holding on to my baby bump, the pain was immense and he was suddenly by my side.
"Come let's get you to the couch, I'm calling Sam for the car. We're leaving right now."
"I can't...it hurt so much..." I was whining, and groaning painfully in his arms. I didn't know how women could survive pregnancy alone. But I needed him, I needed him to hold me, I needed his comforting words.
The fear consumed me, making me start to have trouble breathing and my panic state quickly gotten worse and I was gripping the couch and biting my own lip. He was busy on the phone and was getting my phone and flats.
"Lou...baby, you can do this. You have me...come on..." Allen was picking me up in his arms, I was hanging on to him when the cramp hits me again.
I was in the car and still in his arms when he instructed Sam to go to the hospital. He was trying to calm me down, while also on the phone with the hospital. But then he gave up, and call Cherise seconds later. I could hear him telling her to arrange everything with the hospital for me since he couldn't seem to get through to the emergency unit.
He hangs up moments later, then focuses his attention on me. He was holding me close, rubbing my back, and saying his loving words. I was still holding myself from the pain in his arms.
"I don't want to lose the baby, what if I lose it?" I asked in my panic state.
"Sssh...let's not think about that...we got this, we have each other. We can make it Lou...I love you." He was pulling me close, kissing my hair, and wiping my tears away.
"But I do think we should stay in the city, just until everything is done. I think we spend too many hours going back and forth for the wedding preparation, and it's taking a toll on your body."
"Okay, or maybe we can just elope and have our happy ending sooner than later?"
"We've discussed this already, this is for our family. Your parents, my mom...I don't need anything else, I just need you. I was happy the day you decided to move in with me." He explained patiently.
We were planning to get married in my second trimester, and both of our moms have been really planning a big one. They said it has to be one since I'm an only child and he's the firstborn. I didn't get the sense behind the grand wedding, but Allen convinced me to let them have it saying that it'll be over sooner than later.
And for the past couple of weeks, we have been going back and forth for the bridal gown, his tux, venues, and our meetings with the wedding planner. I never think that it was making me stressed, but maybe he was right. Maybe the journey from and to between the coast and the city was too tiring for me.
Allen kept on talking to me while caressing my eighteenth-week baby bump. He was taking my mind off from the cramps and it was working. We were talking about everything else but the baby scare. Until we finally reached the hospital, then I was back in my panic mode.
"Louise, please...listen, you're in the best hands. Come here..." he pulled me closer for his kiss. He could always make me feel better with his kisses, and he was making me smile in no time.
We were ushered to meet the doctor, once Allen stated my name to the lady at the front desk. My doctor was quick to assess my condition, opened my file, and did an ultrasound. I was holding my breath throughout the procedure until we hear the baby's strong heartbeat.
"Okay Ms. Dixon, you can start breathing again, all is normal. The cramps can be from anything, but since it's your first pregnancy the stress factor plays a lot in this matter. Your body is adjusting, your ligaments stretched to support your growing bump..."
She was moving the ultrasound while showing us the monitor and explaining more about the baby's growth. I weaved my fingers to him, my tears fall in happiness as she told us to have a closer look. Then I squeezed his hand with mine when we see the baby yawn for the first time ever. Seconds later I was sobbing in happiness in his arms.
"She will be doing this a lot Mr. Mills..." she said smiling while looking at my crying state.
"...but don't put any discomfort on hold, you did the right thing. It's better to be safe." My doctor quickly scribbled on my file, then caressed my hand. We talked for another fifteen minutes until I was satisfied with our impromptu visit.
Twenty minutes later we arrived at his penthouse apartment.
"So? are you excited to finally going to feel the baby's movement for real? She said it's going to happen sometime next week."
"Yes..." I turned to face him, then tipped my toes and pull him down for a kiss.
Allen hugged and kissed my cheek while whispering his loving words. I was feeling better already. And I haven't even taken my supplements and vitamins for the cramps. I guess she was right, my head was also messing with my hormones.
"Thank you...for being this patient with me."
"Hey baby, I'm just that good." He looked at me smirking.
"And now he's back..." I laughed at him, this was one of the reasons why I love him. He could always make me laugh in any kind of circumstance.
I was truly thankful for having him. He had quit his surfing sport, and now doing property on the side and just enjoying life with me. I had quit my job, but still keep Cherise on payroll, she has been an asset to my daily life. I was still not sure what to do with my life. I was living a simpler life, being thankful for what I have, and thankful for all the people who surrounded me.
Thankful for him.