Annie’s POV

I’d just closed my eyes, when I was shaken awake by a huge crash from upstairs.

“What was that?” I whispered to Sophie, not even trying to hide my fear.

“I don’t know...” she responded also clearly terrified.

“Please go up and check, what if it’s a robber, or a crazy fan? I can’t deal with that shit,” I hissed back.

“I’m not going up there; I’m way too young to die.”

“If you were my best friend you would,” I pouted at her, and I watched as she fought an internal battle over the pros and cons of going upstairs before nodding slightly and turning to creep up the stairs.

I sat there, my mind going into overdrive as I thought of all the possibilities of who could be upstairs. I sat waiting for what felt like hours before I heard a small shout.

“Annie come and see this,” Sophie shouted down.

“Why?” I called back, too scared to move.

“Just come and see,” she shouted.

I hoisted myself up from the sofa, and lugged my body up the stairs, telling myself to calm down. If I was going to die Sophie wouldn’t have called me up; at least I hoped.

I eventually reached the top of the stairs, and Sophie came out of the baby’s room looking at me worriedly.

“What? What was it?” I asked immediately becoming even more panicked.

“You just need to go see it,” she gestured to the room she just came out of. I was confused but I hesitantly made my way inside.

I was immediately hit with the strong smell of paint, and as I looked around I noticed that the room had been completely transformed from the plain white studio into a room that was now pretty much ready for my baby.

I gasped as I took in the new changing table that had been placed in the corner, the stunning white cot that had been set up and the newly painted walls were yellow, covered in different characters from my childhood such as Winnie the Pooh, Noddy, and other iconic children’s characters.

I was confused by how this had all happened, this morning I’d gone in to close the window and it was the same as when we’d bought the house; completely empty. But now it had been totally transformed.

“Do you like it?” and I almost jumped out of my skin at the sound of the voice from behind me, and I spun round to face my husband.

I just grinned and he walked over to me before pulling me into his arms. I could feel the tears build up in my eyes, he’d only been away for a couple of weeks, but it had been long enough and I’d missed him like crazy.

“It’s beautiful,” I choked out, feeling my throat close up.

“Don’t cry Annie,” he chuckled, and I smiled through my tears.

“Hormones,” I muttered, embarrassed that I was crying. I missed him when he went away but I never cried when he came home. I would be happy and that would be that. But on top of the fact he’s home earlier than I expected, and he’d (finally) fixed up the baby’s room, and he’d just surprised me in general, I was exhausted. So my emotions were all over the place, and he was laughing at me. I mean, I don’t blame him, I’d laugh at me, but it was incredibly embarrassing.

He wiped the tears from my cheeks, and leant down to connect our lips, and in that moment I realised I was home. Vic was where I belonged, and never would I doubt this, he meant too much to me.

“I’ve waited two weeks to do that,” he whispered to me as he pulled away, resting our foreheads together.

I pulled back to look him in the eye, and he raised his eyebrow at me questioning.

“You did all this in the time I was out with Sophie? On your own?” I questioned curiously.

“Not on my own, Mike’s out ‘reuniting’ with Sophie,” he grinned down at me. I laughed, I couldn’t help it, Mike and Sophie when they saw each other after one had been away for a long period of time got all gooey and no-one wanted to be around that. But I guess they thought the same of me and Vic.

“Thank you,” I smiled sincerely up at the man who made me so happy.

“I know how much it meant to you to have this finished,” he shrugged nonchalantly, “it was nothing.” It was true; we hadn’t exactly parted on good terms. He’d been promising for weeks before he left to get the room finished but he hadn’t even started it before Pierce The Veil left for Australia, and I had been the stroppy wife who got pissed at him.

“No Vic, it wasn’t nothing. I shouldn’t have been pissed at you for not starting it, and it shouldn’t have caused an argument. I’m sorry,” I said sincerely, “thank you for surprising me with it.”

“Yeah well, I left it so it would be a surprise for you,” Vic explained, “and it was hard to plan for anyways because someone is too stubborn to find out the sex,” he teased and I rolled my eyes. I didn’t want to know, it would always be a nice surprise; Vic on the other hand was dying to know and he’d been a little bitch about my decision.

“You’ll thank me when we get that feeling of finally knowing,” I retorted.

“Whatever.”

“Don’t be like that Vic, you just got home,” I groaned.

“I know, I’m sorry. I’m tired, I’ve spent the entire day decorating a room after a 15 hour flight, and not getting to see my beautiful wife. I’m grumpy,” he pouted for extra effect and I laughed before pulling his face down to connect our lips. I could feel him smile into the kiss, and I snaked my arms around his neck. We stood like that for a couple of minutes, our lips moving against each other, making the most of the lost time we’d had while he was on tour.

“Haven’t you finished yet?”

I pulled away from Vic to glare at my best friend.

“Did it look like were finished, arsehole?” I retorted.

“Well it has been awhile since we heard any noise coming from the room so…”

“Thanks Soph thanks a bunch,” I glared playfully at her.

Just as she was about to respond, Mike came bounding in, and I couldn’t help but smile.

“Did you or did you not successfully interrupt their moment?” he asked his fiancée with a big grin plastered on his face, and he laughed when she nodded eagerly. They high fived and me and Vic pulled apart completely to glare full force at them.

“I was gonna ask how tour was Mike, but right now I think you should both leave for being mean,” I pouted at them playfully.

“Tour was amazing Annie! Next time we go, you should come. We all missed having you two on the bus, and the next tour’s not even that far away, you won’t be about to pop,” he grinned eagerly.

“No, Annie is not coming on the next tour; she’ll be nearly 8 months pregnant! I’m not dealing with those hormones 24/7 and the constant panic something is going to happen to her,” Vic stepped in, and although I was a tad offended he didn’t want me along, he had good reasons. Plus I would be nearly ready to pop, I don’t think Mike realised how close to giving birth I would be at that point and that I needed rest and sleep, not to go on tour with Pierce The Veil.

“Never mind, maybe next time Annie?” Mike looked so hopeful I couldn’t say no.

“Maybe Mike,” I replied with a smile, as Vic just rolled his eyes. I knew that was even less likely, at that point we’d both be new parents with a new born. I didn’t even want to think about taking a baby on tour, it seemed too stressful. But either way the next few months would be so exciting, I couldn’t wait. I couldn’t help but notice Sophie’s smile falter though, and I knew something was wrong. She quickly replaced it though and started making fun of Mike again. I knew the baby thing was bugging her more than she was letting on, but I had a feeling if I brought it up again she’d play it off like she did last time. She loved Mike, and she’d give up anything for him, including having children, no matter how miserable it would make her. I couldn’t let her do that though, anyone who saw her with Josh and Mika would know she was destined to be a mother, and if Mike would keep that from her, maybe they weren’t meant to be….

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