Noortje's POV

I washed my hands and walked out of the bathroom. Tony was sat on the bed of our hotel room and looked at me with hopeful eyes.

“So?” he squeaked.

I shook my head. I was afraid I was going to have to disappoint him, “Nope, still negative.”

Tony sighed and pulled me into his lap, “One day… one day.”

“It’s already February, Tony. Will it ever happen? I’ve spent more on pregnancy tests than I have on food. Maybe it just isn’t for us. I had a miscarriage before, maybe it’s a sign.” I mumbled into his shoulder as I felt tears forming in my eyes again. I really wanted this, and I knew Tony did, but the world just didn’t want us to have it.

“How about we go get some lunch, come back here and try again. I promise it will happen this time,” Tony tried cheering me up, but I could hear the pain in his voice.

“Tony, you can’t promise that,” I sighed.

“I know… But I can always hope. Now, let’s go.”

I got up from Tony’s lap and looked in the mirror. My eyes were bloodshot and it was obvious I had just been crying. I then moved over to the window and looked past the curtain. There were so many kids outside. When they saw me they started screaming and pointing. Normally I would love to go out and meet the fans, but this time I didn’t feel up for it.

“There’s a lot of kids outside, Tone. I don’t think I can talk to them when I look like this,” I motioned towards my face.

“Well, then wear this,” he gave me one of his hoodies, “put the hood up, I’ll do the same. I will pull us through the crowd. We can always apologize on social media later.”

I nodded. Of course I felt bad that we would be ignoring the fans, but I really felt shitting and didn’t need people asking me all kinds of things. I put on Tony’s hoodie and put the hood up in case we bumped into anyone in the hotel.

My decision was a right one because Jaime walked by just and Tony and I left our hotel room. He stopped and smiled at us. At least somebody was cheerful.

“Hey guys,” He grinned, “you guys going to go out? I was about to go get the others to grab some lunch. I’m pretty sure there might be some good restaurants around here.”

“Jaime, not now,” Tony interrupted.

Jaime looked past him and at me. His smile immediately turned into a frown. I knew anybody would be able to see I had been crying. If Jaime could see it, everybody could. It just made me want to cry more, it felt like he knew exactly why I was crying, even though Tony and I told nobody about our plan.

“Could you maybe help us get out of the hotel without the fans trying to bother us too much?” Tony continued.

“Uh, yeah… sure,” He was giving me a look that I didn’t like. As if he was trying to read me. But he started to walk down the hall with Tony and I behind him.

We neared the entrance and Tony intertwined his fingers with mine. He pulled up his hood and gave me a reassuring glance. The fans started screaming again when they saw us behind the large glass door and windows, making me cringe into Tony’s side. Jaime went out first and immediately started talking to the fans he then gave us the signal to go. When we stepped out our names were called out a couple of times, but Tony ignored them and pulled me along with him, both of us keeping our heads down.

We wondered around the city for a bit until we found a nice small restaurant that was probably owned by a family. It didn’t seem busy and was far away from the main streets. Nobody would find us here and Tony and I would be able to have some time to ourselves. If fans found us we would have to think of a good excuse as they didn’t know about our relationship yet.

After our lovely simple lunch Tony and I hurried back to the hotel. The crowd had died down a bit, probably being satisfied enough with having only seen Jaime, but there were still a couple of people. Tony and I rushed past them again, we were eager to get back to our room so we could get started. Let’s just say there was some sexual innuendo in our conversation back at the restaurant and there might or might not have been some ‘accidental’ touches.

Tony pushed me back onto the bed and crawled on top of me. I pulled him closer and moved my lips with his. We didn’t waste and time and our clothes started coming off. First Tony’s shirt, then my jeans.

“As much as I like you wearing my clothes, this hoodie really needs to go,” Tony whispered seductively before slowly moving down my body with the zipper. I took it off when he got to the end. He pushed up my tank top so some of my skin was exposed and peppered my stomach with kisses.

“There’s going to be a baby in here. I can feel it, this is going to be the one,” Tony mumbled against my skin.

I laced my fingers through his hair, “You’ve said that so often already.”

“I know, but this time it’s different. I can actually feel that my sperm will do something special this time,” He looked up at me and grinned.

I chuckled, “they suddenly got super powers and will just happen to get me pregnant this time?”

“Exactly,” Tony sat up to take off his own jeans and left me time to take of my tank top. He looked down at me and breathed out, “gosh, you’re so beautiful.”

“Will I still be beautiful with a baby bump?”

“You always will be, even when we are 70 years old.”

“What about 71?” I joked.

“Shut up,” Tony leaned back forward and captured my lips again. His hands explored my body and caressed every curve. This wasn’t us fucking like we used to, this was love making.

“I love you,” I whispered against his lips when we broke apart for air.

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I woke up to the door opening loudly. Tony and I ended up falling asleep after talking to each other. He kept going on about all the things he would do with our child, making the urge to be pregnant even worse. He seemed so passionate about it, it was like when he played the guitar. Full of love.

“Guys, we’re going to- Oh shit!” Vic had managed to get a key and open the door. He kept staring at us while Tony and I were scrambling to get covered.

I grabbed the duvet and fell off the bed onto the hard floor, my bones making a loud sound on impact, “Vic! Stop staring!” I could feel his eyes on me.

“Oh, yeah, right…” But he didn’t look away.

“Noortje, are you ok!” Tony exclaimed and ran over to help me.

I nodded and kept looking at Vic, who still hadn’t taken his eyes off of me, even though there was a naked man practically obstructing the view. Tony noticed and turned his head towards Vic, “Vic, Out!”

Vic suddenly snapped back to reality and rushed out of the room, closing the door behind him. I sighed in relief and thanked Tony.

“He always does that!” I groaned.

“Do what?” Tony helped me up and handed me a clean pair of underwear and his hoodie.

“He claims it was a mistake and didn’t mean it. I’m trying to be friends again, but it doesn’t even seem like he’s trying.”

“Well, maybe it was a mistake, but he might not mean it in the way you hope it means. You hope it means that he doesn’t actually like you that way, but to him it was a mistake because he lost his best friend.”

I sighed, “Why are you so ok with him being like this?”

“Because I trust you. I know you won’t leave me for him, so I don’t see him as a threat.”

“I just feel uncomfortable around him.”

Tony waltzed up to me and embraced me, “I know baby, I know.”

We stayed like that for a while, enjoying each other’s company in silence. I could feel his heart beat against me and his breathing tickle my neck. Times like these were rare, normally there were 3 other guys bothering us.

“We should probably go see what he wants” Tony suggested and tried to let go of me, but I only held on to him tighter.

Notes

So, is she going to be pregnant now? Or will she never be?

- DSN