[I] don't you cry */ trevor

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BECAUSE IF YOU OPEN YOUR EYES I'D NEVER LET YOU GO.

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annie was strong. she was reminding herself of this very fact as she eyed the door in front of her. she was seven months pregnant. and now, she was quite noticeably pregnant, so annie had thrown on some enchantments that morning, ready for what would come next. her mother had sent an owl to hogwarts for annie the past week, letting her know that they were back home from their latest adventure and she was free to pop home and visit, and that they mightn't be there for christmas again. this would be the second year in a row that she wouldn't be spending christmas with her family. well there's a plus in my situation, i'm spending every second of my days with a soon to be member of my family. she thought to herself sarcastically. honestly, though, she was coming to terms with the fact that she was going to be a mother. apparently though, her 'partner' for all intents and purposes, wasn't coming to terms with the father fact at all.

annie didn't like this, but she couldn't do anything about it. she had put off thinking it for a while, but couldn't help thinking it any longer. he wasn't coming back, was he? he'd gone on 'holiday' to 'visit' his parents for a week or two, and he'd just not come back. annie didn't dare go in and ask if he'd gave notice on his job or his apartment, she still wanted the hope that she wasn't going to do this alone, though she couldn't hold that hope for the entirety of her pregnancy, she did only have two months left, and her hope was already fading away. she should've known better when he said he'd stay. she should have insisted on going with him to america, but she let him go, instead wanting to try and concentrate on her lessons, because the baby would be born a few months before her exams, and annie was still hoping to do well.

she didn't want to come out of school with the only thing she had to show was a couple of owl's and a baby. that wasn't what she was planning. she was still hoping she'd get to have a good career after this thing. taking responsibility for once, annie was going to do something today that she'd known would be coming, so she knocked on the door of her parents house and sighed, wrapping her arms around her stomach. "we can do this, right baby?" she whispered to her child, before raising her head as she heard footsteps in the hall. she grinned openly as her mother answered the door and pulled her into a hug. she was almost the same height as annie. the redheaded daughter extended her arms and wrapped them around her mother, burying her head in her shoulder, taking in the familiar scent of her perfume. it was so comforting.

"hey mom. i missed you" she whispered, getting emotional as a tear rolled down her cheek. she pulled away and wiped the watery thing away quickly. strong. she had to be strong. she greeted her father in a similar fashion and sat down for a cup of tea. her mother asked the dreaded question of what had been going on in school and annie sucked in a breath. "oh you know, i've been studying, flying, producing your first grandchild." annie hesitated before saying that last part. her mother almost dropped her tea and the smile sank slowly from her face as realisation dawned. "i'm sorry" annie whispered, lowering her head and sipping her tea. her father started ranting about all the things he'd do to the father. her mother asked where he was. another dreaded question. "he's gone. to america. i don't think he's coming back" her voice was quiet and shameful, not wanting to admit how stupid she'd been.

her mother called her on it though, telling her she'd been stupid and irresponsible, but that they could help her get an appointment at somewhere. "i'm keeping it, mom. my baby isn't going anywhere" annie stated, taking out her wand and ending any enchantments concealing her baby bump, and making it clear that she was going to do this. it was at this point her mother started to cry. her dad called her a disappointment, and annie placed her cup down, before heading out the door. she couldn't take it, seeing them like that. once out on the doorstep she apparated back to hogsmede. tears had already betrayed her emotion, and her legs, and the rest of her body for that matter, was shaking. finding a wall nearest to her, she slumped down and started to full blown sob. they were never going to want to see her again,

she looked up, resting her hands on her stomach as so many people just walked past her. annie, with her bright red hair, never usually had trouble getting noticed. she had sort of dressed down today. her usual clothes were loud, but not these. she didn't even have the heart to wear her cloloured glasses, because he had given them to her. annie couldn't do this. she couldn't go back to her apartment, not tonight. she had been avoiding that place, just like she’d been avoiding the conclusion that he wasn’t coming back. there were too many memories there of him. she'd have to go back to hogwarts. she just couldn't face the walk just yet. it was then that annie heard someone's voice, pulling her out of her self induced stupor, and she looked up, wondering who was there to witness her crumble and break down.

TREVOR'S THREAD. WEARING THIS. HUSH LITTLE BABY BY ED SHEERAN.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/2vafwqd.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 400px; height: 500px;] Trevor wasn’t entirely sure what had caused him to set off for America and not return. He thought he had taken the “Annie is pregnant” thing pretty well, but apparently he had thought too much about it. It started to freak him out. He just needed a break, that was all. A week or two to get his feelings sorted and everything back in order before returning to Annie and owning up to the responsibility of their unborn child. But those couple of weeks turned into a month. And that month turned into months. The fear kept him from returning. To his apartment, to his job. He had managed to get word to his employers that his vacation became a little lengthy, but he wasn’t entirely certain that his job would still be there if he ever decided to return. With so many months, it was a bit of a long shot. There was a part of him that must of known he was going to return eventually, though, because he kept up with his apartment, and that was still his to use. Perhaps it was because he knew he didn’t belong here. His parents were distant, his muggle friends had graduated high school and moved on to bigger and better things. Nothing was the same anymore because he had grown up and everyone else had, too. It had come to the point where he had lost track of the time. He didn’t know how long he had been gone, or what Annie was going through since he was too horrified to contact her in any way. She had probably given up on him, he figured. He couldn’t get the thought out of his head that she probably got rid of the thing. He wasn’t against abortion, but of his own kid? It mortified him, thinking she could actually murder the innocent thing. Then again, she hated him more than ever now and wouldn’t want something that reminded her of him, especially some demon spawn growing inside of her. He didn’t know what prompted him to return. He hadn’t told anyone at home what was going on. His parents probably already assumed he had a couple offspring running around all over the place. He was surprised they actually let him stay, and for as long as he had. He was never doing anything useful, mostly just roaming the streets or reading a book to get his mind off of things. It never seemed to help because Annie always found her way into his thoughts. The guilt was eating away at him. He had returned to his apartment earlier today, his first stop being Annie’s since they lived right near each other. He knocked, but there was no answer. He sat in front of her door for twenty minutes and she still didn’t appear. He was rather proud of himself that he hadn’t chickened out. Every time he heard something, though, his heart would start beating erratically and he would start freaking out on the inside. It was never Annie, though. He had traveled light, so there wasn’t much to unpack. He still had a lot of things back home that he didn’t really care about. He hadn't forgotten to pick something up for Annie, though. A gift to maybe soften the blow of her beating the crap out of him. He kept his ears open as he unpacked, though, waiting for any sign of Annie returning to her apartment or something. But there was never anything. He had begun to lose hope. Maybe she didn’t live in that apartment anymore. Maybe she quit school and everything and moved somewhere else, far away where he'd never find her. He was sick of waiting around. Instead, he decided to head on into Hogsmeade and check on the status of his bartending job. It was a surprise when he was informed that his job was still there for him, if he wished to take it again. Well, that was a major relief he wasn’t expecting. They must have really liked him there, even if he was extremely annoying at times, to want to invite him back with open arms after being gone for several months without much notice. He continued through Hogsmeade, passing shops that brought about memories of the fun times he had once had here. Growing up really sucked. He wished that he could somehow go back in time and relive his Hogwarts years. Fix mistakes he had made. His thoughts were interrupted, though, when a head of bright red hair caught his eyes. Someone, clearly a woman, was sitting against the wall of a building, looking as if she was having a very rough day. His heart did this little weird jumpy-thumpy thing that he wanted to punch himself in the face for. He knew it was Annie. He could just tell. And she actually looked quite pregnant. He seemed to be frozen, though. He had never really thought over what he was going to say. All those times he spent preparing to come face to face with her after all these months, but never knowing quite what to say to her. It was stupid that he hadn’t tried to plan this out. Well, he had, but everything he wanted to say sounded stupid. ”Wow, someone seems to be having a rough day,” was all he could get out as he stepped nearer toward her till he hovered above the redhead. There were so many different emotions and thoughts running through him, but they were so mixed and he was so confused with himself that all he could do was stand there and stare down at the clearly distressed girl.

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BECAUSE IF YOU OPEN YOUR EYES I'D NEVER LET YOU GO.

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"wow, someone seems to be having a rough day" were the words that greeted her ears. the shadow that had crossed her face as he stepped in front of her led her to believe that this was indeed, actually happening. which was near impossible. he was never coming back, right? she'd already convinced herself of that not two days before this one, so why now, was a man who bared a striking resemblance to the father of her unborn child, stood over her remarking upon her day and it's roughness? annie didn't quite know what to say to that. what did you say to the man who got you pregnant, offered his support and then fucked off home before you were even showing signs of a baby growing inside you, and then who turns up, months later after no word, remarking upon her rough day. "you unbelievable asshole!"

[/color] annie managed to spit out, disbelief filling her face "you have absolutely no idea what my day has been like. or what my month, or months, plural, have been like."[/color] annie continued, laughing a little now at the situation. "which is really bad considering i'm pregnant. and in case you didn't get the memo, it's yours"[/color] what was she supposed to say? 'hey honey, welcome home!' and let him pick up right where they left off? not a freaking chance in hell. oh hell would be exactly what he would get.

he left her struggling, walking around pregnant with no one to hold her hand. she'd felt like a right slut the entire time, knowing that everyone was probably thinking the same thing. stupid girl. it was so hard to hold your head up when you had an enormous weight on your stomach. not to mention impending doom, when this child was born and she would raise it herself. what would she say when they asked about daddy? sorry kid, daddy didn't want you. not a good idea. annie could feel herself getting worked up now, and that wasn't good. there was no way to cool herself down though, not after this. "i can't freaking believe you! you said you'd be there for me? good job, well done!"[/color] she said sarcastically, rolling her eyes and using the wall behind her to push herself up. she didn't care if she caused a scene now, it was too late to avoid one. "you could have at least sent me an owl letting me know that you wouldn't be coming back. at least you'd have shown some effort then, which is something that you've not done at all."[/color] annie ranted, she wasn't even close to done. "well i'll have you know, apparently you aren't the only one who doesn't want us. my parents practically threw me out of my own home. thankfully the apartment is still mine, merlin knows for how long."[/color] annie spat. she was so mad. the fact that she'd come back with a baby and no supporting father was probably worse than showing up pregnant. at least they'd have shown they could be responsible and stand by each other.

but of course, he wouldn't even do that for her. she could have killed him. her temper rose, as did the colour in her cheeks. "after all that, you better have something better than that to say to me trevor anthony schumacher. did you even bother telling your parents?"[/color] she asked, betting he didn't. he probably pushed all of this under the carpet. unfortunately for her she couldn't do such a thing. you couldn't exactly forget the fact that you were pregnant, it wasn't the best idea because in nine months or so you'd have a pretty damned big surprise. annie felt a sharp kick within her stomach, her baby was getting agitated, it seemed, and she placed her hand upon her bump, as if to comfort it. "and another thing-"[/color] annie started, but stopped mid sentence as she felt a pain tear through her. it must have shown on her face, and she started to panic. what was going on? she didn't know what to do, and tried to focus on breathing. "something's wrong"[/color] she managed to mutter, as another smaller pain took hold. it seemed to spread downward and result in a trickle of water running down her legs. this isn't right annie thought, thinking back to the pregnancy books. her water was breaking. this was bad! it was october, and annie's baby wasn't supposed to enter this world until november. it was a month too early, this wasn't right at all. how could she not panic now?! "trevor, i need you to get me to st mungo's as fast as possible"[/color] annie asked, as calm as she could, though tones of panic were seeping into her voice. "and you can't panic. please don't panic"[/color] she begged, needing one person to keep their head.

he didn't deserve to panic anyway, he'd not been there for her or the baby, nor had it growing inside him, he didn't know it, or hadn't felt it at all. she'd felt everything.[/div]

TREVOR'S THREAD. WEARING THIS. HUSH LITTLE BABY BY ED SHEERAN.

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[trevor anthony schumacher]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/2vafwqd.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 400px; height: 500px;] Annie’s immediate outburst shouldn’t have come as a shock to him at all. This, of course, was something he had been expecting. There was a part of him that was hoping she’d just be so overwhelmed with happiness to see him again because, well, he was awesome, that she would completely forget he had left and just hug him and everything will be all good again. That would have been weird though, and that wasn’t Annie. The Annie he knew was feisty and always conquering him with her sass. She would never let him get away with doing such a thing. She’d yell at him and tell him how she really thought, no matter how much of a scene she made. Especially if she was furious. In this case, she was clearly upset. He kind of figured that out, even though he wanted to play stupid and act like nothing was wrong and he wasn’t at fault here. He knew that this was all his fault, though, and seeing Annie overcome with emotion just tugged at his heartstrings. Apologizing was never one of his strong points, though. In fact, just saying ‘I’m sorry’ and meaning it was one of the hardest things in the world. He didn’t want to feel weak, or like something was his fault, which was why he was always trying to pin the blame on someone else. He stood there quietly as she went on though, awkwardly looking at the ground with his hands now shoved in his pockets. He normally wasn’t the type to get embarrassed. But she was shouting at him in public, without a care in the world of who was watching or hearing this play out. He probably looked like a total cunt to people who could figure out what was going on. Oh boy, did he feel like crap now. He just wanted to run and go hide in a hole or something. The part about her parents made him feel even worse. And this was all his fault. She was practically alone in the world. He couldn’t even imagine what it was like to be her. It was finally starting to dawn on him that he was actually a total asshole. He didn’t want to look up at Annie, though, because the look on his face could have easily betrayed his emotions; guilt, regret, and so much more. Instead of a yes or no answer, Trevor just continued staring at the ground near his feet as he gave a little shrug of his shoulders. She probably knew he hadn’t told his parents. He couldn’t see them as the excited, loving future-grandparents. They would probably fear the kid because they knew it would be magical and they really weren’t into that whole deal. He was ready for more until Annie stopped short, and instead finished with ‘something’s wrong’. That wasn’t exactly something that sounded good, obviously, especially from the way she said it. He finally glanced up, confusion written upon his face. It suddenly began to dawn on him what was going on, and he couldn’t keep his jaw from falling open as he stared at her. He wasn’t great with keeping up with time really, but he knew it was October because his birthday was this month. And he guessed it took like nine months or something to have a kid, and counting back to when he figured it out and all that gross stuff, wasn’t this early? ”Wait, what?” he asked stupidly, staring at her. He could tell she was doing everything she could not to freak out, and that made him want to freak out, “But wait, no, I don’t- like, I can’t.. Oh my god we’re going to die,” he gasped, glancing around him frantically. Should he ask for help? “But, but, but it isn’t done yet is it? This isn’t supposed to happen yet, right? I don’t get it! We can’t go yet, keep it in there. We don’t want it to be undercooked or something!” he babbled frantically, “But, but I don’t have a car and I can’t run very fast and, and, you clearly can’t move very fast and. Oh wait we’re magical. Can we apparate there? I don’t remember, oh my god I don’t even remember what that is. Holy crap do you even know how? Oh my god, is there a rule against apparating when pregnant?” he continued as he stepped forward awkwardly, throwing one of her arms around his shoulder so he could be support. He didn’t even know if she needed help standing up, but he wouldn’t know, he’d never had his water break or anything and had no idea what the pain was like.

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how could he just look around or at the floor through all of this? couldn't he tell what he was doing to her? what he had done to her? he left her, and then her parents left her too, because she looked like a silly little girl who'd gotten in too deep with someone just as silly and couldn't even have the father be reasonable and support her. he'd meant that she was left all alone. all alone with a baby growing inside her. how was she supposed to cope with this? she was seventeen years old for merlin's sake! yes, okay so in the past they used to have kids at like fourteen or whatever, but that was in the past, and in that society it was normal and expected and they knew what to do. in this society having a kid at seventeen was considered stupid and now annie was having a kid at seventeen and everyone was looking at her like she was a stupid girl. and the stares she received were made worse when people had found out that the father was trevor schumacher. she'd red stuff on the broom cupboard wall about her. she'd been labelled stupid and slutty and it had been rubbed in that trevor had left her. that nearly tore her heart out. annie'd always considered herself smart and never thought for one second that she'd have gotten involved in a situation like this, and yet, here she was.

her waistline had expanded rapidly, and betrayed her months ago, letting everyone know what was happening in her life. she'd been through months of catcalls and staring and clothes not fitting. she'd thrown up so many freaking times she'd lost count, and her back had hurt like a bitch every second of every day for months. and he knew nothing of this. he didn't even have any of the worries. annie was a seventh year gryffindor, just about, she had months before her exams, and would have a baby to balance. if she could even manage to support them enough to stay in hogwarts and find someone to mind the thing during the day, how would she ever get any revision done in the nights? and as for a job, how would she fit that in between school and revision and a baby? not a chance. how was she supposed to cope? and what if her parents did take that flat off her? where would she and the baby live? she'd have had to leave school more than likely and pray she got a job so that she could just find a steady home for them. that was not the way she'd planned her life out. at least if he'd stayed she'd have had some chance to continue her education for her final few months and then head out into the big wide world with more chances of a better job.

but he would never know any of this. he never had any of this worry. she couldn't run away and leave all this behind. and apparently all this worry and stress and anger, had gotten the better of her. she was supposed to keep calm, but hadn't managed that in the last few moments. and now something was wrong. majority wrong. when he finally reacted, annie's face crossed with pain again as another sharp pain took hold of her stomach. "trevor, please"

[/color] she begged as he started to freak out. she'd worried that would happen, she needed him to be calm and tell her it was all going to be alight. but he was instead informing her that they would all die. perfect. "doesn't work like that trevor, it's coming. it's coming now. i can't stop it. i can't hold it in."[/color] she explained, trying not to panic. if he'd stayed behind, she would have definitely forced him to read a baby book. "i can apparate, but please concentrate on st mungos. i can't get splinched too."[/color] she instructed, hating that she had to be the calm one. she shouldn't have expected any less. annie was greatful for the support, and she leant some of her weight on his shoulders and tried to concentrate.

she'd not apparated in a while, favouring floo powder in case of splinching and complications with the baby from that, but desperate times. she focused her thoughts hard on the hospital foyer and took a step forward, dragging trevor with her. thankfully, the floor stretched out before her, and her eyes moved immediately to find a nurse. "nurse i need a little help over here!"[/color] she called to one not too far away. the nurse made a beeline, and annie sucked in another breath as more pain took hold. she reached for trevor's hand and squeezed it. she'd have hoped she didn't hurt him in any other situation, but in all honesty, he probably deserved it, so she didn't bother apologising. instead she focused her energy on explaining to the nurse what was going on. "due in one month but something went wrong, it started to hurt terribly and i think my water might have broken a little or something"[/color] she said, the nurse nodded and annie followed, checking trevor was with her. this was it? but she wasn't ready! how could she do this right now? it wasn't the time at all. but before she knew it, she'd been in and out of the lift and had nurses surrounding her. she pushed herself onto a bed as instructed by someone. she didn't even register all that was going on, she was just in a complete daze.

what came next was a lot more pain and a lot more pushing, and a lot more squeezing of trevor's hand. she didn't care if he didn't want to be in the room, he'd missed months of pregnancy, the least he could do was suffer through this with her. what seemed like hours later, but in fact was only one and a half, nearly, annie heard a baby crying. she was thankful for this sound for multiple reasons. number one; it was almost over. number two; her baby was alive, and number three; she could sleep soon. she was exhausted and horrible and sweaty and probably looked more of a mess than ever. when it was all said and done, she fought for a look at her baby. the nurse showed her to annie and trevor, and annie couldn't believe that she'd actually done it. "she's so tiny"[/color] annie said, reaching out to put her finger into the hand of her daughters. they whisked her away after that, and all annie remembered next was drifting off to sleep.

she didn't know how long she was out, but as her eyes drifted into focus, annie felt much better. the birth had taken it all out of her, and sleep had thankfully given her everything back. "trevor?"[/color] annie asked, groggily.[/div]

TREVOR'S THREAD. WEARING THIS. HUSH LITTLE BABY BY ED SHEERAN.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/2vafwqd.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 400px; height: 500px;] ”Are you high right now!? You know I can never be calm!” he panicked, his voice rising into a squeak. What if she just passed out right in front of him? He’d probably just get some person off the street of Hogsmeade to help, then. There were plenty of those. But what if they were weird and kidnapped them instead and ate their brains? Yep, he was way too paranoid for that right now. Trevor tried to control his breathing so he, himself, didn’t pass out. This probably happened because she got overly stressed or something. He knew that about pregnancies. Sometimes, early along if you got really stressed.. or fell down the stairs or something, you could have a miscarriage, ”What if I end up in Japan oh dear lord I cannot end up in Japan. Oh crap now I’m gonna think about Japan or something. Ok no, shh, I got this,” he babbled, closing his eyes tight. At least he was coherent enough right now to remember St. Mungos. With his eyes shut tightly, they moved forward. He never really liked the feeling of apparating, but knew it was usually the easiest form of transportation. Of, course, that was as long as you did it right. As he opened his eyes, he realized that they had made it to their desired destination. Well, that was a huge relief. He was actually surprised she hadn’t told him to fuck off at this point, but instead squeezed his hand as they followed the nurse into a room. Crap, he was really going with. It was all happening too quickly. Maybe this was a dream or something. This was not how his visit to Hogsmeade was supposed to end up, or even how seeing Annie for the first time again was supposed to go. He was not expecting any of this at all. Luckily there was a chair by the side of the bed that he scooted next to Annie as all the horrors began. This was gross and horrifying and he wanted to run away, but Annie was squeezing his hand too tightly for that and he was about to lose circulation. Being in a delivery room was never going to be on his bucket list, and he had actually never even planned on ever being in one. But right now, he had no choice. And anyway, he wanted to feel better knowing he could somehow help Annie through this, even if it was just by a squeeze of his hand knowing he was there. He normally hated the sound of babies crying. It was probably one of the most annoying noises in the world, and the main reason he decided he was never going to have children. Whoops, too late for that now. But the sound of this specific baby crying wasn’t annoying. It was actually more comforting than anything. This meant it was alive, right? He managed to open his eyes, for they were squeezed shut during that whole experience too, in time to see the baby as the nurse showed it to them, ”Eww, gross,” he couldn’t help but say as he wrinkled his nose before they took her away. He wouldn't admit that inside he was 'awww'ing. He looked back down at Annie to see she was already drifting off to sleep. She looked terrible, as if she had just ran thirteen marathons and hadn’t washed herself after any of them. It kind of grossed him out to even touch her. He didn’t want her nasty birth sweat on his hand or anything, even though it was sort of already on one of his hands from all the squeezing. It was then that he realized that he was a little sleepy, too, probably from all the emotional trauma. He slumped down in the seat he was in and slowly drifted off to sleep as well. The next thing he knew, he was leaping from the chair with a gasp at the sound of his name. Realizing there was no emergency and managing to calm himself, he sat back down in his chair with a shake of his head, ”You don’t talk to a sleeping person. That’s how the dinosaurs went extinct,” he scolded her, slumping down again as if he was still exhausted. His hand still felt all sweaty from when Annie was squeezing it for dear life, "So can we name it.. 'Ratchet'? I heard that word back home and thought it was dope for a baby name."

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oh darling hold me, closely tonight
BECAUSE IF YOU OPEN YOUR EYES I'D NEVER LET YOU GO.

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annie heard trevor's voice and sighed. so it hadn't been a dream. her hand reached for her stomach, which was no longer as big as it had been. her baby was now in the world and she was a fully fledged, needing to be responsible mother. great. now the fun started. and she hadn't even finished her rant at trevor yet. but she'd save that for later, her main concern at the moment was that her baby was alright. and then the word "ratchet" invaded her consciousness. "uh, whatnow? no. have you gone insane? besides, i don't think you have any right to have a say in what her name is. and i've already named her"

[/color] annie added onto the end, remembering the name that she'd pieced together after countless days and weeks of thinking of one. "nurse"[/color] annie called over to a nurse who was just about to leave someone else's bedside. "is my baby okay, where is she?"[/color] she asked, watching the nurse pick up her chart. "yes miss carter. there were some complications. your baby was born early, and so she is quite small. i'm afraid all we can do is help her get stronger as fast as possible. everything seems to have developed fine, just not matured enough, shall we say. she's been placed in an incubator to help her grow within an environment reminiscent of the womb. she'll have to be kept in under observation until she reaches a weight that is more typical of a full term baby" annie nodded at the nurse's explanation. "thank you"[/color] annie spoke, pushing herself up to look around the room.

the incubator was actually some form of spell, possibly to replicate the muggle incubators, which did the same job. annie had probably never gotten out of bed quicker, and she was at her baby's side within seconds. "hey baby, i'm glad you're alright, amelia"[/color] she looked down, wishing she could hold the child that she'd carried within her for months. it felt weird now, knowing that she was no longer holding a life within her body. sort of, empty. no worries though, she had no desire to fill that gap in any time soon. one mini annie would be enough to keep her on her toes, annie could tell that straight away. she turned to trevor. "does amelia hope schumacher sound alright to you?"[/color]. she'd given it a lot of thought, whose last name her child would take. but she wasn't about to let trevor shirk that responsibility too. he was the father, regardless of whether he was there or not, and she was going to make sure that everyone knew it. that everyone knew that he'd left her with his baby, that everyone knew that he knew it was his. but he had come back. whether he'd intended to come upon annie, she couldn't be sure, maybe he was back just to tie up some lose ends before heading back to america for good. maybe he was hoping not to run into her. annie would have to ask, though she wasn't even sure whether he'd dare give her the truth.

"i'm going to find a shower, watch her please?"[/color] annie asked trevor. she was sore and wanted to wash the sweat and icky stuff of the birth off her skin. she wanted to be clean again. after asking countless nurses and attendants, she'd managed to find her way to a towel and a shower cubicle. all the dirt came off and another kind patient had passed her their shampoo and shower things. once she was smelling all clean again, annie redressed and found her way back to the bed, and to her child, and to trevor. she took her wand out from her bag and used it to dry her hair with a handy spell that she'd picked up somewhere along the years of her hogwarts education. was that all over? she couldn't sit in lessons all day knowing she had a child here, trying to grow strong. and who was to say that things wouldn't get worse. that she wouldn't get strong, that her insides wouldn't fail her. it was possible. maybe the nurse was trying to say that. "i'm afraid all we can do is wait for her to get strong" she'd said. annie couldn't bear the thought of going through all of this for her, just to lose her daughter now, near the end, because of too much stress and worry. that was her fault. she should have kept calm, she should have relaxed herself. but she didn't. she couldn't. and now look what had happened.

"hi"[/color] she said to trevor, when her hair was dry enough. annie placed her wand on the bedside table and sat on the bedside closest to amelia. "why did you come back now?"[/color] annie asked. was it his conscience that had forced him to come back? did he genuinely miss her? or was it just to tie up those lose ends. annie didn't want to admit it, but she'd missed him. she'd missed his presence and his stupid comments, like the one about dinosaurs becoming extinct because people talked to others who were sleeping. she'd missed how she couldn't be mad at him for long or how he made her laugh even if she didn't want him to. she'd missed everything about him, and yet she was supposed to be mad at him for leaving her. how could she be so calm now? why couldn't she have been calm then? in all honesty, it probably was a build up of emotion, because her parents had practically thrown her out, and then he'd turned up, months later than he said he would, telling her that she looked like she'd had a terrible day. how could she be calm when all that had happened? no normal person would be able to be calm after that. "i freaking missed you"[/color] she muttered, just feeling so much emotion. she wanted to cry, because her baby was so small. she wanted to be glad that he'd come back and stuck through the birth, and she wanted to kiss him, even though she shouldn't ever want him to touch her again. damn these emotions.[/div]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/2vafwqd.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 400px; height: 500px;] Trevor scowled instantly, not at all pleased with how he would have no say in naming this child, according to Annie. Of course, that was fair enough. He hadn’t been around at all. He had been a complete prick about it. That still didn’t stop him from thinking that it was completely unfair, though, when deep down he knew it was perfectly justified, ”That is all a bunch of poo. If I just had to sit through all of that and keep myself from gagging, I should be able to pitch in,” he argued, pouting as he crossed his arms in front of his chest. It didn’t seem like he was going to have any luck with changing her mind, though. And who knew, maybe she had come up with a great name. He leaned back in his chair again, his arms still crossed in front of his chest as the nurse began speaking. Was it all his fault that the child had come early? He had put Annie through a considerable amount of stress, and she was really having a go at him in the moment her water broke. He knew that all contributed. He figured he would probably get another tongue lashing from Annie for this, too, once everything had simmered down and she had time to properly yell at him. Hopefully, that time never came. But if he was going to stay in her company, then it wasn’t something that could be easily avoided. Figuring he had no other choice, Trevor pulled himself out of the chair and shadowed Annie to the incubator that held their child. Ew, that was weird. Their child. Ew, did this actually all happen? Maybe it was a really crazy dream. He stayed a couple feet back as Annie began speaking to the infant. Had she just called it Amelia? As she turned to speak to him, Trevor actually didn’t mind the name. It had a nice sound to it. But being difficult by nature, he scrunched his nose, ”Amelia Hope? No, no, no. Amelia was pushing it, but Hope is crossing the line. Maybe Optimus,” he replied, ”And why Schumacher? I never did like my last name. It sounds weird,” he whined. He was always going to make things harder than they had to be, always wanting to look for something to disagree with and argue about. ”Why me?” he whined instantly, ”If it dies while you’re gone, do not blame me,” he called after her as she went off to clean herself. He took a step closer to the incubator once she had disappeared from sight, and slowly peered down into it. Ew, a baby. So tiny and baby-ish. It was kind of cute, maybe, ”Optimus Prime should be your name. You’d like that much better, wouldn’t you?” he spoke to the infant, ”Too bad you have a crazy lady for a mom. I don’t know how we’re going to fix that,” he continued. He didn't know how much time had quite gone past as he continued to just stare down at the infant, "Now I'm going to make this clear right now. You are not going to cry. Ever. You are going to be a polite baby that simply tells me what needs to be done. If you need your diaper changed, there's no need to wail annoyingly about it. Just point at your diaper and say 'poopy' or something. I mean really, that crying shit i-" he stopped his rambling suddenly, "I mean crap. Shit is a naughty word and you shouldn't really be learning that. Also, I hope you don't use the word cunt in the near future. And definitely don't be dropping any F bombs," he explained to the child that obviously had no idea what he was saying, if she was even hearing any of this, ”Now when you grow up and get into the whole serial killer thing or whatever, you can kill her but not me. I mean, I’ll be your favorite and all so-“ he jumped about a foot in the air and yelped when he heard a ‘hi’ come from behind. He was so enthralled in speaking to the baby that he hadn’t even realized Annie had returned. He took that moment to flee from the incubator and return to the seat he had been in during the birth, slouching once more, ”Because..” he began, carefully deciding on what route of total bullshit he wanted to take this time, ”I was going to come back all along, it was just I couldn’t find this gift I was going to get you and it took longer than I expected, and I had to look everywhere. Anyway, I finally got it last week. So I’m back and, um, I have your gift and all in my apartment so.. that’s that,” it was all said fairly quickly and by the time he was done, he had to take a moment to catch his breath. There was something nice about how she admitted to missing him. He didn’t know why, but he really liked that. At least she hadn’t completely forgotten about him and aborted the child, like he had feared, ”It must have been hard, going so long without the presence of my wit and just brilliance in general.”

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[annie louise carter]

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annie raised her eyebrows and scowled at the father of her child. "sit through all that? sit? i'd have given almost anything just to sit down and watch, instead of having to handle so much pain that you thought your brain was going to explode. every part of me was on fire. i'm sore and aching and my back hurts and i'm still drained. you're lucky you just had to sit there."

[/color] annie ranted, pausing to take a breath. "and secondly, where the hell were you for the last few months? had you sat with me through those then maybe you'd have a say in her name, but you weren't, so you don't. tough luck."[/color] annie pointed out sourly. she was there, shopping for baby clothes, trying to manage with money that she'd had saved by her nan. she was lucky she'd not spent it as she'd wanted to buy a nice new broom with it, but annie thought better for once. well, her father suggested saving it for something else, like home decorating or a holiday, and she was doing that at first. thankfully it covered some baby clothes and bottles and what not, and she still had money left to buy a crib. annie couldn't help but be thankful that she had that as her parents probably wouldn't be pitching in any time soon.

"don't you think the last few months of my life have been awkward enough, trev? are you really going to make it that much harder for me? and schumacher because despite the fact that i sense you'd like to ignore, she is your daughter. you made her with me. she's as much mine as she is yours, and she's taking your name."[/color] annie pointed out, hovering over the crib where her baby lay. she was beautiful. "now i'll ask again. how does amelia hope schumacher sound?"[/color] annie asked, this time expecting a better answer. she was not impressed that he'd left her for one. she'd had to go through everything alone and he had no idea how hard it was. there had been insults written on walls and scathing looks from students, whispered words of how slutty she must have been to get herself into that situation. please. she'd given him her virginity. the only slutty thing about it was that technically they weren't in a relationship, but she'd just gotten out of one with chris and her emotions were all over the place and she just wanted something chill. guess this wasn't really what she signed up for but hey, it was the situation they'd landed themselves in, and that was that. nothing could be done about it now.

annie rolled her eyes at his 'why me' plead. "because like it or not trevor schumacher, you are her father"[/color] annie shot back, walking away to wash. at least she wasn't walking away for good. he'd done that, seemlingly, although he'd not even had the guts to say. one month, he'd said, to sort everything out over there with his parents. what a liar. annie had to have a good think whether she even wanted him in the life of her child, and in her life too. but he was her father and he had every right to see her and be in her life. as much as he hadn't shown a desire to yet, that was true. and amelia did deserve to have a father there, growing up. and as much as annie hated to admit it, after all he'd put her through, after the situation he'd left her in, after everything that had gone on, she still had some form of feelings for him. annie didn't quite want to admit to anyone, let alone herself, how strong these feelings were. but they were pretty damn strong. now the anger was slowly melting away, she remembered how much she missed him and how much she looked forward to him coming back toward the end of the first month. yes, it seemed those feelings were there to stay. annie washed the remainder of the conditioner out of her hair, and turned off the shower, drying off.

when she made it back to the room, she halted by the door for a moment, seeing trevor by the incubator. annie just caught the tail end of the one sided convorsation and stiffled a laugh. her greeting made him jump and she couldn't quite believe how fast he'd moved from the bedside of their child into the chair he'd been sat in. annie was ready for a lie now, but some part of her was just hoping he'd tell her the truth. just this once. "oh really, that better be one awesome and rare present. to make up for the fact that i was ridiculed, called horrible names and slandered on the walls of the broom cupboard for getting pregnant with no father in sight."[/color] annie pointed out, raising her eyebrows, knowing full well that the likelyhood that he'd just supplied her with the truth was slim to none. "so, are you planning on sticking around or are you just here to gather the rest of your belongings and leave again? can i have some warning and the truth this time?"[/color] annie asked, assuming that he was trying to avoid her and not run into her that day. "hard, yes, but not for lack of those things. i had no one to help me carry heavy baby things around my apartment when i needed it, so i had to put stress on the child to do it myself, i had to give up the one thing i've loved almost my entire life, to have a child of a man that didn't want to be near us, and i've been called so many different names for slut that i've lost count."[/color] annie pointed out, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. "so do tell me, trev, how was your last few months of life?"[/COLOR] annie asked, crossing her arms and giving him a 'top that' look.[/div]

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[trevor anthony schumacher]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/2vafwqd.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 400px; height: 500px;] Trevor stuck his bottom lip out in a childish pout as Annie began to go on about what she had gone through, ”You’re acting like you didn’t have a choice in going through with all of it,” he began, ”When you could have easily just gotten rid of it and saved yourself from all of those troubles,” he pointed out, avoiding any eye contact with the redhead as he glanced down at the floor. He wished that she would just forget about the last months and start fresh, but he knew that wasn’t possible. She would just continue to yell at him and argue until she got the answer she was looking for, whatever that may be, ”Well then, I shouldn’t have brought you back a gift, then, if you want to be a brat about it,” he scowled. ”Fine, whatever, you can name it that, it doesn’t matter. Even if I had thought of an actually good name, you still won’t change it no matter what,” he said with a shake of his head, as if that was his answer to her question. He didn’t want her to know that he actually liked the name, and it was already starting to grow on him. He didn’t really know all that she had gone through while he was away. He didn’t really expect himself to ever fully understand, unless he himself was thrown into that exact situation, which was not at all likely. He didn’t respond to her comment, but instead let her walk off in silence. He had nothing to say to that, anyway. Not like he could deny it or anything, unless he wanted to start even more arguments. Looking down at the infant as he spoke to it only seemed to add to his nervousness. Was he really going to stick around with her and this child? It would be the right thing to do, obviously. And he had thought long and hard about it. The guilt was gnawing at him from the inside out, and he hated that feeling. All he could think about, though, was being woken up in the middle of the night to change a diaper. Or having to become homeless because they were so damn poor because of the thing. Perhaps he should just take it one day at a time, and hope for the best. That is, if Annie would let him into their life. He had a pretty good feeling she would. She had made it entirely clear that she had had a hard enough time on her own already. He moved around in the seat now, trying to get in a comfortable position. It wasn’t really working, only because he was probably so uncomfortable with the situation, ”It is rare, actually, which is why it took so long to find,” he replied uneasily, ”I guess there was a time when I thought you didn’t care what other people thought of you, but I guess I was wrong. You’re just like any other girl. Now if that had been me, I would have rolled my eyes and gone on with my life because haters are gonna hate, and hamsters are gonna hamst,” he added with a shrug. Trevor let out a long and loud sigh of frustration before opening his mouth this time, ”Well, that depends. Do you want to keep me around? I highly doubt you would, since after all, you can’t seem to stop bitching at me. I doubt any child would constantly want to hear that,” he shot back. He knew that she had every right to be angry at him, but that didn’t stop his own temper from rising due to the whole situation. He wasn’t normally one to get openly angry about anything, ”You’re making it sound like it was all up to me to help you through this. Like I was the only one in your life who could possibly help move heavy things around? Are you that much of a bitch that you have no friends, or have scared them all away?” he asked as hist voice became louder and angrier, no matter how hard he tried to control it, ”And it was fantastic, thanks, because I didn’t have to hear your whining in my ear and it was just blissful,” he growled as he slumped down in the chair once more, covering his face with his hands. This was all just too much for one day, and he needed to lie down.

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"right, so you'd rather i murdered our child? funny, because you were just as against that as i was when i brought up the possibilities of what we could do at the very start of this shinnanigans."

[/color] annie pointed out sarcastically. it was true, he'd hated the idea as much as she did and seemed to be glad that she didn't want to make that choice and end this right then. annie probably couldn't have lived with herself and knowing now what she felt about her daughter, annie was so glad that she'd made the right choice, despite all that it had cost her. giving up quidditch, losing contact with her parents, having to give up school and get a job, it was all worth it. or, well, it would be as long as their daughter did get better and did grow bigger. there were huge risks when it came to eight month babies, or annie had heard. she heard that if it was going to be premature, seven months was better than eight because it hadn't started developing things more complicated than it needed. cutting off growth in the middle of developing these things was dangerous and could cause birth defects. or at least, so she'd heard.

"if you'd have stuck around then maybe i'd have considered it, tough luck."[/color] annie retorted, sulking a little. she wished he'd stayed the whole time or left the whole time, one or the other. and yeah, ok, annie wished more that he'd just stayed. she had missed him. she was sure that the name was a nice one anyway, she'd thought long and hard about it and annie had finally decided on it, especially the amelia part, after her grandmother. she was sure maybe her gran would be proud how she'd made her decision and stuck by it, despite the sacrifices that she'd have to make, and already had made. she didn't know how her mother would feel about her naming the baby after her, but annie couldn't care less. her gran had did a brilliant job of raising annie to be the girl that she was now anyway, so why should they have any say in her child taking that as a middle name? "well it better be good trevor schumacher, because frankly, unless it's a room full of solid gold, i doubt much will help me out at the moment."[/color] annie pointed out, doubting at all that there was a present. she knew him too well. her anger was slipping away and annie didn't like it. how come she couldn't stay mad at him? "i don't care what everyone thinks, trev, but i care what my parents think, and i knew that they'd think exactly the same thing. that i slept around, got pregnant and don't know who the dad is, when that isn't true at all."[/color] him leaving didn't help with that image either.

"yes, as a matter of fact, i do want you to stick around. if not for me, then for our daughter"[/color] annie said. it wasn't like she had any right to keep him out of amelia's life anyway. if she would have a life. what if her systems didn't develop? what if she died? annie bit back tears at that thought. was it possible? was that what the nurse had meant when she said she'd have to stay in? it really stung when trevor mentioned the thing about her friends leaving her. that wasn't nice, it brought back everything her parents had said. she'd kind of expected it, and that was also kind of why she put off telling them until she couldn't hide it any more. she knew they wouldn't like it, she knew that they'd have been a lot more helpful if she'd turned up with a father to the child she was carrying. at least then she'd have looked somewhat responsible. "if you'd have stuck around long enough to come with me to tell my parents then maybe i would have had some help. instead, i'm not sure how much longer i'll have an apartment and i'm now probably going to have to drop out of school to get a job and take care of our baby, because my parents don't want their irresponsible daughter near them."[/color] annie bit back, biting her lip after her words slipped out. all she wanted to do was hold her daughter, but what was best was to let her get some rest, annie was sure. the nurses would have offered otherwise.

after trevor's last comment, annie was just about to reply when their babies crying interrupted their argument, and annie immediately turned to her child and tried to hush her. "shhh baby it's ok. uh,"[/color] annie looked around trying to think of something to do to calm her. with nothing else in mind, annie started to hum a muggle song that she'd heard, and only stopped when her babies cries did. annie turned to trevor, exhausted. "i've had enough of arguing, we can't do this in front of her, she's getting upset. i'm getting upset"[/color] annie said, sighing and deciding to be honest for once. "would you stay with us? be in our lives?"[/color] she asked, hoping that this was also the right decision.
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/2vafwqd.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 400px; height: 500px;] ”I’m not saying that. I would have been pissed. It’s just, you had that option. You could have taken it if you really didn’t want to go through any of it. And now what? Why don’t you just give it up for adoption?” he replied slowly. Just the thought of even that made him sad, and he wasn’t sure why. Had he already grown to like the idea of keeping the little thing around, and Annie? Of being part of their life? No, no. They really couldn’t handle it. Not on their own. It was too much, and Trevor didn’t think he could actually be mature enough to take on all the duties. He still felt like a kid himself. And Annie still had to finish up school. ”Not like I care, it’s just a name,” he muttered with a shake of his head. It was a silly thing to argue over, but Trevor knew that at this point they could easily argue about everything, even the weather. That’s just how things were right now., ”How long did it take you to choose, anyway? Or did you just come up with it now, on the spot?” he asked, genuinely curious. Of course, he knew Annie would have something behind the name. Probably named it after family or something. He probably should know, because she’d probably mentioned a family member with that name or something, but he never was good at remembering much, ”There’s no need to be so greedy. It should be the thought that counts.” ”Well, did you tell them? That you knew who it was?” he asked after letting out a sigh. He doubted her parents could hold this against her forever, especially when she was in need. She was their daughter, after all. His parents, on the other hand, were a bit difference. They already assumed he had children, funnily enough. He could never tell if they were kidding about that, though. But they always seemed to treat him like a disappointment. They like his sister so much more, ”So you’d let me stick around, even though I’m probably the worst influence for that kid? I’m gonna manage to teach it every swear word ever made,” he replied, though it wasn’t any sort of threat. He just really thought he would end up doing this, if even on accident. He could imagine that that was just common knowledge. ”Well then, you can move into my apartment,” he stated simply. How were they both supposed to take care of this child if they lived separately, anyway? ”That solves one of you problems,” he added, ”Now, as for you looking irresponsible, them meeting me won’t change that. I can’t even pretend to be someone anyone’s parents would approve of. So, as for that, you’re just going to have to..” he trailed off with a shrug of his shoulders, ”You don’t need to get a job, or drop out or anything. I’m sure I can figure something out with that. If only you had a baby shower, that would have taken care of having to buy a lot of things. But, since you don’t have friends, I can imaging no one would show up,” he finished. Trevor cringed as the child began to wail. One of his least favorite things in the world; a baby’s cry. It was so unbelievable irritating. How was he going to survive this, ”Fine, I’m about spent anyway,” he muttered as he leaned his head back and closed his eyes for a moment, ”And sure, I don’t have anything better to do,” he stated simply, as an answer to her question. Of course, he didn’t really want anything else.

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"i couldn't have killed it, it was our mistake, not his and it wasn't like i could take that out on the kid. and after nine months of having her inside me, i couldn't put her up for adoption, she's grown on me. no pun intended"

[/color] annie stated with a small smile, she was glad that their arguments were slowing down and not fucking up the moment. they'd just had their child brought into the world and all they could do was bitch about each other. besides that, annie had to concentrate on hoping that their daughter got well enough for them to take her home. she didn't dare think of the possibility that she'd never come home with them, it was a thought that annie couldn't bear thinking about. one month early. if only she'd have followed her father and always been late. her cat. annie had to go back and feed her cat. merlin was probably roaming around the apartment wondering where annie had gotten to. she had to get some food for him too. he was probably wondering where she was.

"i have to feed merlin"[/color] annie stated aloud. she didn't really want to leave her child though, not this second. she'd give it another hour, make sure the nurses would let her go out for a little, she'd be back quick enough. she could get some clean clothes for herself too. annie laughed at his statement. "chyea, right, just a name, only a name that your child has to live with for the rest of her life."[/color] annie pointed out. she hoped her kid would like it. she'd have plenty of years for it to grow on her anyway, naturally. "it took some thought. i've been mulling it over for months. amelia is my grandmother's name. hope was a name i'd been toying with, but i decided on it officially when i realised how much i was hoping she was okay. how much i am hoping she'll be ok"[/color] annie said, looking at her feet and sighing. she didn't want her baby to die, but what if all it took was one infection? what if her immune system wasn't developed properly? what if that was all it would take? annie hoped the nurses would have potions and spells to help her baby develop as fast as possible. she couldn't lose amy, not now, not after everything.

"i didn't have the chance, trevor, as soon as i said that i was pregnant, my dad got mad, my mom cried and i took that as my cue to get out. i didn't feel at all like they wanted me there. my mother probably got notified when i came in and they took my name. she works here, they know i'm her daughter." annie pointed out, running her hands through her hair. she was kind of hoping that her parents would stick their head around the door with congratulations baloons and some chocolate, preferably, but it hadn't happened and she didn't expect it to either. "well how good an influence am i? i didn't even realise i was pregnant until i fell a huge distance and nearly killed the thing"[/color] annie pointed out. neither of them were equipped for this but it was the life they'd have to live. annie couldn't lie though, that she was shocked to hear the words that next fell from her lips. it was true that it would be difficult to raise a daughter together when they didn't live together or anything, and it wasn't like she'd have to move far as trevor was her next door neighbour. it would save money and annie could possibly finish school without having to worry. and plus, merlin knew trevor's cat so it wasn't like they wouldn't get along either, they had been bought from the same litter after all.

"are you sure? thank you, it would be a huge help."[/color] annie said back, grinning from ear to ear for the first time today. "and it isn't like we haven't shared a bed before. or, if you aren't comfortable with that i could sleep on the sofa.."[/color] annie said, hoping that he'd say something against that. sleeping on the sofa for the rest of her life wasn't something that she was planning on doing. and to be honest, annie loved him and she hoped for some indicator that he felt the same way. not that she'd say it first. "it'll only be for a year, if i can finish school i'll get a job asap after that, whatever job it is, as long as i can bring some money in."[/color] annie pointed out, glad that she'd be able to finish her education. "i do have friends. i just, pushed them a way a bit, kind of. no really close ones."[/color] annie finished. she couldn't actually think of anyone who counted as a close friend. "me and chris are friends. kind of."[/color] annie pointed out. he probably was someone who knew the most about her other than trevor thanks to them dating a while back. they were only now getting back onto good terms.

"thank you"[/color] she said, moving over to where trevor's chair was and perching herself on his lap, before leaning over to give him a hug. she wanted to kiss him. she couldn't believe that after all this, she wanted to kiss him.
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TREVOR'S THREAD. WEARING THIS. HUSH LITTLE BABY BY ED SHEERAN.

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