Ross' POV
Twins.
In less than six months time, my wife, the love of my life, the woman who had sacrificed so much of her life away just to stand by my side, was going to give me not only one incredible gift but two incredible gifts -- our twin babies.
Our original family of four which had consisted of myself, Laura, Isabella and Bailey was going to become a family of six and oddly I couldn't be happier about it if I tried.
Becoming a father had never been apart of my goals and ambitions in life. I'd always wanted to play as the quarterback for my high school team, then I wanted to go off and tour the world with my siblings in our band. My heart was never set on marriage, kids or even sharing a home with someone other than my friends but somehow, I had completely changed.
I wanted to thank the Lord, or fate, or even destiny, for giving Laura to me. I wasn't usually a religious man or a believer in other worldly things like that but who else could I turn to and thank for allowing me to share my life with such an amazing human being other than the world itself for finally being kind to me.
The moment Isabella was born and delivered into this world happened to be one of my favourite moments that I'd ever experienced in my life. I never thought that I'd become a father, especially at the ripe old age of seventeen but I didn't care. I was a father to a beautiful, healthy and happy baby girl who I now get to watch and admire as she grows up and follows her dreams and pursues whatever her heart desires.
Marrying Laura, the love of my life, my soulmate, would be the second best thing that I'd ever experienced during my life.
Watching the person you love more than anything walk down the aisle towards you and knowing that they're about to become yours forever is a feeling that I can't even begin to describe. It's one of those experiences that you have to witness first hand for yourself before you can even begin to understand how breathtaking and overwhelming that can be.
And of course finally, the last favourite moment of mine was Bailey's birth. My first ever son. I had never been more overjoyed and excited over the fact that Laura, Isabella and I's small family of three was about to become a family of four.
Laura finally let me use the name Bailey after I'd suggested it whilst she was pregnant with Isabella as a unisex name and I couldn't have been happier with my decision.
Bailey was a lot like Laura in many different ways, but also a lot like me. From a physical standpoint you'd know that Bailey was Laura's son instantly but from a mental standpoint it was very clear that he was mine too.
We both share the same love for music and sport which happened to be key interests of mine during high school and even now in my adult life. I could only hope and pray that Bailey will actually put his interests to good use and carry those with him throughout his life. He and Isabella deserved all of the success and happiness in this world. Laura and I hadn't brought our children into this world at a young age for nothing after all.
"Hey honey?" Laura's uncertain voice pierced into my thoughts and instantly I was brought back down into reality.
My hands were fixated firmly on the steering wheel and we had stopped at a red light.
I turned to look at her, still feeling trapped in a daze and she smiled and laughed in confusion at me. "Are you okay? You've been quiet for the last five minutes. I was beginning to think someone had cast a spell on you that had taken away your ability to speak."
I chuckled nervously realising that I had to stop dazing off, especially when driving a car. "I'm fine, Laur." I admitted truthfully, brushing my hand across her arm. "I'm just thinking, you know?"
She smiled and ran her fingers gently along my cheekbone. "I know you are."
The red light changed to a green one and carefully I released the handbrake and set off again down the road. I tapped my hand lightly on the steering wheel as I drove and began to wonder if I should ask Laura how she felt about the twins and her pregnancy in general. We hadn't really spoke since we'd left the doctors office and honestly, I think we needed to. After all, although I was over the moon about becoming a father to twins, it still wasn't apart of our original plan so it needed to be discussed.
I cleared my throat and glanced awkwardly over at Laura who appeared to be looking through her medical papers and the ultrasounds of the twins that Doctor Phillips had handed over to us before we left. "So... twins huh?" I began nervously to which Laura raised her eyebrow and stared back at me. "Are you excited about --"
Laura quickly cut me off, a frown forming across her lips. "Ross of course I'm excited!" She chuckled. "This was never apart of our agenda but honestly... what has been in our lives? We just take everyday as it comes, right?"
I nodded happily at her. At least she wasn't upset or angry that we were pregnant with twins. That's the last thing that I would have wanted. Her emotions and decisions were the most important to me, especially during her pregnancies because that's when she became the most vulnerable. I had to make sure I was protecting her at all costs.
I picked up her hand carefully in my own, still keeping my other on the steering wheel and kissed her lovingly. "I love you so much, okay? We'll get through this just like we always do. We're a team you and I." I gestured to the both of us which made her smirk. "There's nothing this world could throw at us that we can't handle or get through."
She giggled and nodded, running her hands through my hair as we stopped at yet another red light. "You're right." She sighed happily. "You're always right."
"Us Lynches are never wrong." I teased, winking at her. "Which includes you now too."
Laura giggled and twirled a strand of her hair behind her ear. She still had the same cute little laugh that she'd always had since we were teenagers. It was one of the many qualities I adored about her. I knew that no matter how much Laura changed, aged or grew as the years go by she'll always have those big beautiful brown eyes that I love staring into so much, that same heartwarming smile and those same fragile arms that wrap around my body late into the night as we stare off at the stars.
"When do you think we should tell the family?" Laura asked suddenly from beside me, popping a piece of candy into her mouth from her pocket.
I glanced at her and then back at the road. "Hmm." I murmured to myself.
I began to wonder when the most appropriate time to share our news would be. As much as I'd hate to share the news with my deadbeat father I knew deep down that I'd have to at some point or another, after all, he was a grandfather; deadbeat or not nothing would change the relationship that he shared with my kids.
"Should we throw a little house party to get everyone together?" I offered.
Laura grinned and nodded her head up and down eagerly at me. "Yes!" She exclaimed with a sigh of happiness. "It would be so good to have everyone in one place together again, it's been so long."
"Too long." I agreed pulling slowly into our driveway. "Come on then beautiful, let's get you inside."
I helped Laura out of the car and slipped her handbag over my shoulder before locking our car and guiding her carefully towards our front door. "I'll send some texts out and plan a little party then for when everyone is free, how does that sound?"
"That sounds perfect." She leant into me and placed a kiss on my cheek. "You're the best husband ever, you know that right?"
I inhaled her sweet scent of candy and roses, smirking and shrugging at her. "You know the saying... behind every great man is an even greater woman. If I'm the best then it's all thanks to you beautiful."
She laughed and shook her head in amusement at me. "You're too cute."
I gave her handbag to her and she gestured to the staircase, her ultrasounds and important doctor notes still in the palm of her left hand. "Do you mind if I hit the hay for a little while? I'm kind of in a state of shock after the news we just had."
I shook my head and smiled happily at her. "Go ahead baby. Let me know if you need anything, okay? I'll gallop upstairs on my horse and cater to your every need, even if a wicked witch or troll need slaying I'll do it."
Laura burst out into laughter and rolled her eyes teasingly in my direction. "I love you so much."
"And I love you so much." I replied, pressing my lips gently to her forehead.
I knelt down and placed my hands on either side of Laura's barely visible stomach. "Now listen up troublemakers. Let your mother sleep or else I'm going to have a bone to pick with you."
Laura sniggered and I chuckled. "I'm just kidding. I love you two so much already. We can't wait to meet you."
Before standing back up I pressed my lips carefully onto her stomach before standing back up and locking my lips lovingly with hers. I ran my fingers slowly through her long waves of brunette hair and smiled at her. "Go and get some rest beautiful. I'll take care of everything."
She smiled gratefully at me and headed up the stairs with her handbag and leaflets in hand. "Don't forget that Bella is over at Natasha's again tonight for a sleepover okay? Don't expect her to come home."
I raised my eyebrows. "A sleepover on a school night? Laur she spends way too much time at --"
Before I could finish my sentence Laura had closed our bedroom door with a gentle click and I was left downstairs with a pile of dirty dishes to clean, floorboards to polish and dinner to make.
"Dinner for three then I guess." I murmured to myself, turning on my heel into the kitchen.
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a/n
update: this chapter wasn't posted properly, so sorry! i had some issues with Wattpad.
hey you guys! i'm sorry this chapter is so short but i realised that i haven't posted in a week and i really wanted to get something up for you all.
all my love,
b x