When my birthday came around, so did the snow. The white blanket spread across the grass and the air become freezing. When Todd came, I was so happy. By this time, I was getting even more fat. Todd still came whenever I needed him on those nights when all I could do was cry. He was always there for me, and I can't thank him enough.
Todd loved me, and I loved him, too. We joked around all the time, and still had those serious kisses that last for hours. My feelings towards Todd grew stronger the bigger I got. People would stare at me whenever Leila, Maddie, and I went out. Leila would bark something like,"Stop staring! You've never seen a pregnant woman before?!" and I would always flush.
When Todd came, we would go out to restraunts and some people would whisper,"At least THAT father's taking responsibilty for his actions!" and we would ignore them. Except for once, when a couple about forty years old said that and I yelled at them,"Stop! I am so tired of people always saying it's OUR faults. Well, you know what? It's not HIS fault, nope, he's not even the father! So, if maybe you could just SHUT UP I would feel so much better. And you don't wanna mess with me at this point because I'm a mean preggo!" The couple stopped whispering about us and other people continued to stare at us more because of my outburst.
When we would walk away, Todd would laugh and say,"Did you see their faces?" We would laugh together and hold hands as we walked down the sidewalk. Todd didn't care about being the pregnant girl's boyfriend. I think he actually liked it. He walked with me proudly, with his head up, and having plenty of PDA's.
Our relationship is still going strong. Todd never pressures me. He actually DE-presses me, if that's a word. He doesn't want to do anything cause he's afraid it might hurt the baby or he might touch one of my bruises, which none are really there anymore.
During the winter, we had a snowball fight, but I won because Todd didn't want to throw too hard. Ha, I loved how cautious he was being...it made me laugh. I told him this and he scrunched up his nose and said,"Well, I was only throwing soft cause if I unleashed my crazy snowball fighting skills, you would go nuts!" Then he tickled me and kissed me.
We sat outside in chairs and drank hot cocoa, all bundled up. If I would get the teeniest cold, Todd would know. He would sit closer to me and make me warmer.
When he left again, it was always the same. I would feel sad for a few hours, then when he called, I would brighten up.
When it hit the February mark, the baby started kicking more and more. Leila's mom watched my diet, and always made me take pills that were good for you. I thought about adoption a few times, but decided against it. I wanted to take care of that baby. When it grew up, I would get revenge on it for making me throw up! Just kidding! Jeez!
I always listened to Patty, mostly because I had no choice. I took my time walking down the hallway, lugging my stomach with me. I was five months pregnant. Only four months to go.
Todd came out for Valentine's Day and we had a romantic dinner. It was only interupted once by me, who ran to the bathroom to throw up. We danced and laughed together like we had known each other for years.
One day in May, I said,"Todd, thank you for not giving up on me." I figured he needed to be thanked. He helped me get through all of these hard days.
"You're welcome. But now, you owe me." He said smiling.
"What do I owe you?" I smiled back.
"You owe me your hand in marriage." He said getting down on one knee. He pulled a ring case out of his pocket as I gasped and started crying tears of happiness. "Leah? Wil you marry me?"
"Yes, Todd. Yes. I owe you that." Todd got up and hugged me and then kissed.
I was usually against marriage at such a young age, but in Todd and me's case, I wasn't. The marriage was going to take place after the baby was born. I told him that long because I didn't want to be a pregnant bride, walking down the isle, and having my water break right then. Todd was officially my fiance, and when I told Leila this, all she said was,"It's about time!" and she hugged me. Maddie was overjoyed. Patty, started making wedding plans right when I told her. I was going to get married!



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