84. Thank God

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Meghan's POV:
After turning into a crying mess in front of the abortion clinic, Charlie finally convinced me to go home. The whole ride there was pretty silent and I wanted to keep it that way. I already said everything I wanted and Charlie doesn't understand how it feels to be carrying another life inside you. He turned the radio on and off a few times on our way back but settled on a top hits station. He tried cheering me up by singing Sia and Drake songs but I was not the mood for laughter. When he pulled up in my driveway he turns the car off and we sit there in silence. After a few minutes he decides to speak,

"Do you want me to come in as your husband or me as your friend?"

Charlie's POV:
"I actually don't want you to come in at all." Meghan says, her tongue laced with poison.

"They why are you still in my car?" I ask.

"I still want you to hold me and tell me it's okay but I don't want to talk about what happened to either of you." She says playing with her thumbs. I nod and look over at her,

"You know what? Forget it. I can handle Ryan." She says and unbuckles herself from the seat. Before she opens the door, I grab her wrist. She turns her head to me and I kiss her. She instantly melts into it and I smile,

"Nothing in this world will ever make me hate you." I say quietly.

"Charlie...." She whines.

"Your making it really hard for me to hate you right now." She says and we both laugh.

"When your happy, I'm happy." I say smiling brightly. She blushes and gets out of my car. She joins me in front of the car and we walk up to her driveway, hand in hand. As soon as we reach the door, Ryan immediately opens it and I'm guessing he was watching and waiting for us. He hugs Meghan to the point where she says,

"I'm still preggers with your niece or nephew, Ryan."

"Thank God, I'm just happy they are still alive." He says smiling. Meghan looks over at me and we both smile and nod.

"I ordered pizza!" He says leading us to the kitchen. Meghan jumps up and down excitedly like a child and Ryan and I both laugh. She grabs a whole box of pizza and speed walks upstairs. I join her in her room and laugh when I see she has devoured more than a 1/4 of the pizza.

"Baby Puth must be hungry." I laugh. She shakes her head,

"Puth Babies." She smiles.

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