Best of both worlds

4.

Later that afternoon the boys had gone home to get ready leaving me and Amy to try on all my dresses I have in my wardrobe, both maternity and size 10. She's also agreed to do my hair.

"I think I'm going to curl it," she said twisting strands of hair around her finger whilst we waited for the straighteners to heat up.

"Yeah, okay," I smiled.

"You're going to look amazing in that black dress."

"I don't think now is the time for me to go on the pull Amy."

"Tiff, you're the hottest looking pregnant woman I've seen in London."

I rolled my eyes reaching for my make up bag. I'm not one to experiment with make up when we go out, if I attempt a smokey eye I end up looking like a drag queen so I've always kept to my classic nude eye and a red lip routine. I think it suits me.

Eventually dropping the last curl down my chest I sprayed them in place and adjusted them to my own liking.

"It looks great, thanks babe," I smiled.

"No problem, now let me at your wardrobe."

"Help yourself, but if you spill anything down it tonight I will kill you, six months pregnant or not."

She chuckled rumaging through, it's not very often I let her do this. I know how clumsy she can be. Again, I'm keeping things simple with a little black dress, it surprisingly hugs in all the right places. I'm lucky to look the way I do being six months pregnant, my small frame keeps my bump around the front and keeps the fat from my bum, although I do have three months left so things could soon change.

Right on queue the doorbell rang.

"That's right, let the pregnant one do the running around," I giggled waddling downstairs.

Lewis came in first wolf whistling.

"Hiya,' I smiled. "Amy is still getting ready upstairs."

"I'll hurry her along," he smirked.

"You look lovely babe," Jamie said kissing me on each cheek.

"Thank you," I replied. "Oo.." I flinched clutching my stomach.

"What's wrong?"

"It's just a kick, here," I said pulling his hand towards me.

Nothing.

"That baby is determined for me not to feel a kick," he frowned.

"I've felt him loads of times," Lewis smirked following Amy down the stairs.

"Me too," she agreed.

"Don't boast," Jamie muttered. He's dying to feel some sort of movement from my baby.

"Are we ready to go?" I smiled.

The taxi dropped us off just outside gilgamesh so we don't attract any attention, well he hoped. Jamie is becoming very well known now and he soon spotted a crowd forming ahead. He held my hand firmly and lead me inside.

"Sorry, I didn't want you caught in that," he said.

"It's okay," I smiled.

"There was a few paparazzi up front too.'

"I might be on the paper tomorrow. Shock horror! Jamie Evans has a girlfriend," I teased.

He chuckled keeping hold of my hand until we were inside out of sight.

"I'll get the drinks, go sit down with Amy."

"I've been sitting down all day, I'll give you a hand. Besides I don't fancy playing gooseberry," I muttered.

"Alright then. Orange juice or coke?"

"Oh I'm spoilt for choice, Coke please."

"Four cokes, two with jack daniels in please," he ordered at the bar.

"Jamie you need three with jack daniels in."

"No, I'm not drinking," he shrugged.

"Don't be ridiculous, have a drink."

"I can't let you be the only one sober."

"It's a nice thought, but I don't mind honestly. Tonight was your idea."

"Yeah to spend time with you, not get drunk," he insisted.

Jamie can be as stubborn as me so I let the subject go and carried Amy and Lewis' drinks back to the table. They're talking weddings already.

"Ah, lets ask Tiffany. What comes first, marriage or babies?" Amy asked.

"Are you really asking me?" I frowned.

"Okay, in your ideal world?"

"I don't know, marriage?"

"Can we just drop this subject?" Lewis moaned.

"Since when were you engaged anyway?" Jamie asked.

"I'm not, I was only trying to plan our future," Amy replied.

"Why don't you just wait and see what happens, besides it's down to the man to decide when it's time to propose anyway," I said.

"Unless it's a leap year," Jamie added.

"Thank you Tiffany," Lewis nodded. I bet he's already started making plans, we all know it's just a matter of time before theres wedding bells.

"What are you doing tomorrow?" Jamie asked leaving them to continue the subject amongst themselves.

"I don't know, why?" I replied.

"I didn't know if you were relying on me to keep you company."

"No, don't worry about that."

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yeah, your plans are more important."

"Well, I wouldn't say that," he mumbled.

I can guess that his plans involve a girl.