"hi my ang- what are you holding?", holland asked, coming further in

"a pregnancy test", I sniffled 

"what kind of pregnancy test?", she paused, her breath becoming heavier 

"a positive pregnancy test", I chewed on my bottom lip 

"a positive pregnancy test", she smiled widely 

I nodded, beaming through the tears 

holland quickly, lifted me, placing me on the sink, kissing me deeply, before hugging me hard 

"you're pregnant", she whispered, kissing me again 

"uh huh", I giggled holding onto her waist 

"I can't believe it", holland spoke placing kisses all over my face "well my little pregnant lady, we are expecting people any minute to get you ready for the Emmys, so why don't we dry those tears"

"can you kiss me again?"

"my pleasure", holland returned to the spot between my legs, kissing me like it would be our last 

--

"ready?", I asked holland as the car pulled up 

"always with you", she kissed me quickly before the doors were opened 

"don't let go of my hand", I laced our fingers 

"I wouldn't dream of it", she winked, both of us making our way out of the car 

'Sarah over here. Holland how is it working with Ryan. Sarah, Holland how about a kiss?. Who are you wearing?. Is it true that holland was your teacher?'

the questions and comments went on and on as we slowly made our way through the crowds and carpets, occasionally stopping for photos.

"it is so lovely to talk to you today Sarah", a reporter named Amelia smiled

"the pleasure is mine", I smiled. Holland was out of frame but my out-stretched arm still held her hand 

"you've had quite the career rise, how does that feel?"

"insane, I didn't think that I would get here this quickly"

"you seem to Ryans muse"

"meeting him was one of the greatest things to have ever happened to me, so I feel completely blessed"

"and your new relationship has made quite the news event"

"I know", I chuckled 

"is it true that holland taylor was your teacher?"

"um yes, but we only got together after I graduated", I lied while squeezing hollands hand 

"and now she's a writer on American horror story"

"yes, she's been good friends with Ryan for years"

"what's next for you two?"

"well we just finished the fourth season, then Ryan is taking a year off horror story to work on something different. so that will either give me a year to relax to look into different opportunities"

"and holland?"

"Ryan has brought her onto his next project. She's an incredibly talented writer"

--

"you're going to win", holland assured me, kissing my cheek

"and the winner for Outstanding supporting actress in a miniseries of a movie goes to.... Ellen Burstyn!"

the whole room erupted in smiles and an applause, including my own

"you should have won", holland whispered

"I know", I spoke simply making holland and myself laugh

"so what happens now?"

"well I guess we go home?"

"no afterparty?"

"I'm not really in the mood, are you?"

"no", she smiled softly "oh honey I'm sorry"

"no no, only happy thoughts my love"

--

holland pov

Sarah had been rather silent the whole way home, she seemed really tired, her eyes opening and closing, while her head rested on my shoulder 

"lets get you to bed, huh darling?", I kissed the side of her head, my arms around her waist as the elevator took us up

as soon as the doors opened I heard the phone ringing, I went ahead of Sarah to answer 

"hello?"

"holland?", Sarahs voice wavered through heavy breaths 

I looked over, my heart becoming heavy at the sight of blood running down my Sarahs leg as she held her dress up a little 

"I'll have to call you back"


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