The day after my fight with Carrie I felt drained and couldn't sleep, it was horrible! I just couldn't shake her threat... I'll get you back... Those were more than just parting words I knew that but what exactly did her revenge entail? I guess I'd find out but not knowing had me scared.

Sam's scent wraps around me as he sits next to me on the couch. "Lauren, what's up?" He asks me concern making his eyes darken. I just shake my head and he huffs defeated.

"Anyway, it's you're birthday tomorrow what do you want?" I ask and he grumbles a reply. "Can't hear you" I mock him cupping a hand around my ear he growls and lunges pinning me to the couch as I squeal surprised.

"All I want is to have a small gathering with my friends and family and you of course" he says kissing me when he sees my pout. "I have an idea" he says smirking devilishly at me.

"And what's this 'idea?'" I ask my arms wrapping around his neck, as he picks me up bridal style and heads down the corridor.

"I guess you'll find out..." He trails off as we reach our destination...

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I awoke to a hand caressing my face and realise it's Sam I playfully swat his hand away laughing. "I officially approve this idea". I say and kiss him as he pulls me to him. We kiss hotly for a few moments before Sam has to leave and shower at Aaron's because he had pack business so I shower and dress and start the preparations for Sam's birthday...

Time skip Sam's birthday (Lauren's pov)

"Happy birthday!" I yell happily jerking Sam awake he laughs lightly and kisses me as I place a tray of bacon, eggs and toast in front of him along with some coffee.

"You shouldn't have". He says and digs into his breakfast whilst I go to bathe and wash my hair; once I'm done Sam has gone and the bed has been made.

I smile stupid boy won't be lazy for a day... I pull in some underwear and dress in some jeans, a white cold shoulder top and my white trainers I blow dry my hair and tie it into a ponytail. I walk into the kitchen and grill some bacon and make myself a bacon sandwich I then tuck into it heartily.

I wash my dishes and suddenly feel sick as bike rises in my throat I run to the bathroom and throw up my food. This isn't normal I've been like this for a few days... No! It couldn't be...

"You ok?" Charlie's voice pulls me from my thoughts, I nod but she sees straight through my lie. "Bullshit, what's you with you?" She demands and crosses her arms over her chest a questioning eyebrow raised. No point hiding it...

"I think I'm pregnant..." I trail off as I see Charlie's expression: shock mixed with excitement. "Do not tell Sam!" I exclaim panicked I really do not want to ruin his birthday.

"How long have you been throwing up and are you late?" She asks, I only nod my voice constricted. "Ok, don't worry I'll buy you a test c'mon" she says and grabs my hand hauling me out of the cabin and as we get into her car worry churns in my stomach at Carrie's threat...

So we bought the test and well I'm waiting for the results 3,2,1... I look at the monitor: + I'm pregnant! "Charlie the test was positive I'm pregnant!" I yell slightly shocked but mostly exited.

"That's great! I'm gonna have a niece or nephew!". She wraps me in a hug her words comforting. Little did we know that what happened next would be a life changer...