YOU= 30 YEARS OLD
​​​​​​​TOM = 34 YEARS OLD

"Babe... isn't us moving in too quick? Don't we need to slow down a bit?" You said as you posed in the mirror taking another photo of your 4 month baby bump. Tom chuckled from the bed, "Says the 4 month baby mama!" You stuck your chin out. "I mean... I've only met your family twice... don't I need to meet them more? My parents have met you loads of times." Tom pulled a face. "Ok, so only my mum and brother have met you loads of times, but that's not the point." Tom laughed and came up behind you, putting his hands on your baby bump. "Ok... I'll arrange a dinner for the whole family on Saturday." You winced, "I'm sorry, I can't do that. My niece's having her first ultrasound and I said I'd go with her... plus I have a job interview then." Tom shook his head slightly, "No problem, we'll do it Sunday then. That way we can have roast dinner." You nodded, "Awesome. Me and your mum can do the dinner while you and your brothers play whatever the hell you play on the XBOX." Tom nodded, "Sounds awesome," He said into your neck.

The baby kicked.

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Sunday rolled around and you were stressing about what to wear. "Babe, just wear whatever makes you comfortable... my mum won't care... she had 4 big babies, she'll understand." You laughed, "ok, I'll wear my maternity jeggins and stripy top then."

The baby kicked again.

You smiled as you walked into the kitchen, getting the pots and pans ready for the dinner when the doorbell rang. Tom walked into the kitchen, frowning. "They shouldn't be here yet, it's still too early." Tom opened the door and was greeted by a muscular man. You walked out of the kitchen as well and stood at Tom's side. You gasped as you opened your arms.

"MUMMY!" A little girl shrieked as she ran into your arms. You looked up as you picked up your daughter and put her on your hip. "Hang on, aren't you supposed to be camping this weekend? Steven?" Ellie, your daughter, leant towards Tom and you handed her over.

"Yeah, I know... I wanted to but work made me come in. They said that I could either come in with Ellie, which I would never do, or I lose my job..." You sighed, "Yeah, I get that... you'll get her tomorrow then?" Steven nodded, "Yeah and I asked for my 3 week holiday so I can take Ellie to Crete for 3 weeks instead." You nodded, feeling happy. Tom cleared his throat. "Oh, Tom, I'm sorry. This is Steven, Ellie's dad." Tom shook hands with him and raised his eyebrows, "Forgive me for asking, but what do you do as a job?" Steven chuckled, "You wanna know why I can't take Ellie with me... I work as a builder on big projects... I don't wanna risk her safety." Tom smiled, "Good to know. Oh shit, my mum's here... I'm sorry, dude, but I'm gonna have to kick you out now..." Steven laughed, "I like you, Yn's chosen well... see you tomorrow Ell!" Steven retreated up the drive and left, waving. Tom shut the door and let Ellie go to her room to unpack.

Tom brought you in for a hug and waited for the doorbell to ring. You smiled and detangled yourself, "Go and put the kettle on, yeah? I'll greet your mum." Tom smiled and walked off, leaving you to answer the door to Niki. The doorbell rang again and you opened the door.

"Hey Ni-oh..." At the door were 2 teenagers on their phones with big bags at their feet. They put the phones down and frowned, "You aren't dad." You raised your eyebrows. Niki smiled and wiggled through, "Hey! How are my granddaughters doing?" She said as she put a hand on your bump and glanced over your shoulder, "Ellie's just unpacking her dolls and books. Baby is very active and enjoys body slamming my bladder..." Niki laughed, "Imagine this with twins!" You and Niki laughed as you hugged. Sam and Harry fist-bumped you as they walked by and Dom was talking to Paddy.

You were still trying to win Dom over.

The two teenagers stood there, eyeing you up. "Hi, I'm YN... who're you?" You asked, confused.

"Violet,"
"Andrew," the two spoke at the same time. "Oh, are you twins?" They nodded, "Yeah," You nodded. "TOM!!" You called, leaving the kids in the doorway, "your kids are here," You said, glaring at him as he walked by. He winced as he gave them hugs.

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So... you'd mentally organised the family while you peed.

Niki and Dom = Tom's parents.
Harry, Sam and Paddy = Tom's siblings.
Andrew and Violet = Tom's twin 14 year old children, who he had with someone called Olivia.
Ellie = Your 7 year old daughter.

You finished in the bathroom and exhaled as you felt heartburn slowly move in. You walked out of the bathroom slowly and heard Violet whisper, "Finally..." and walk into the bathroom after you. You rolled your eyes, remembering that it was just teenagers and that you had it to come twice over.

You walked into the kitchen and pulled one of the bar stools over to peel the potatoes while Niki prepared the veg. "Niki... have I done something wrong?" You asked quietly. "Why would you ask that?" Niki answered, turning around with a frown on her face. "It's just... I don't think the twins like me." Niki snorted, "They're teenagers, they don't like anyone." You laughed, feeling a bit better. Niki sighed and grabbed your hands, "Yn, the twins are just protective over Tom... they don't want anyone to hurt him. Whoever argues with him, the twins get really pissed at. They haven't liked any of his girlfriends since he split up with Olivia 6 years ago. They'll eventually warm up to you as long as you don't hurt Tom." You nodded, understanding the situation more.

You and Niki continued to make dinner.

~~~

Dinner was an awkward event. Dom wouldn't look at you and the twins glared at you the whole time.

All hell broke loose when Ellie got bored and knocked the table as she picked up her doll from the floor, knocking a glass of water onto Violets dinner.

Violet went red as she jumped back from the table, flicking water off her top. "YOU FUCKING IDIOT!" She screamed. Ellie started crying at the sudden shout.

Niki made her way over to move Ellie away from the scene while Paddy got some napkins. "HOW DARE YOU CALL MY DAUGHTER AN IDIOT!!" You yelled, slamming your hands on the table, causing Violet to jump. "Violet Marie Holland, you do NOT use language like that in my household!" Tom sternly spoke, putting his hands on your shoulders. You sat back down on your chair and took deep breaths as Violet and Tom argued.

"IF YOU NEVER LEFT MUM, THIS WOULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED!"

"WHAT WOULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED?! HUH!?"

"YOU KNOCKING UP ANOTHER SLUT AND HAVING MORE KIDS!!!"

Your vision went red as you picked Tom's phone up, "I'm leaving. I can't be in this house with this BRAT!" You called an Uber and got Ellie from Niki, who looked apologetic. "Here, go to mine. We'll be back in 2 hours, I'll call you to let you know." You Took her keys and smiled gracefully as Ellie grabbed your hand, leaving the house.

~~~

When you back to the house at 10:00, Ellie was long asleep. You carried her in and put her in her room, looking in the other rooms (unfortunately) the twins were asleep in the guest bedroom. You went to your room and settled into bed.

"If it's any consolation, Violet said she's sorry." Tom muttered, half asleep. You groaned, "I don't care. She over stepped the mark when she called my daughter an idiot and me a slut." Tom sighed, "I told her you'd say that... and that you probably won't forgive her for a long while." You huffed, "Your damn right I won't. Night," You snapped and turned over.

~~~

It was 3 weeks later when you and Violet finally spoke again... not under good circumstances.

You came home from work at 12:00pm, 5 and a half months preggo, exhausted and ready to watch Netflix. As you were walking to the bathroom to change, you heard crying. You frowned and knocked on the door. The crying abruptly stopped and was replaced by sniffing, "I stubbed my toe," You rolled your eyes, hearing the lie from Violet. "Open the door." You said, still pissed off. The door unlocked and you wiggled through, sitting on the chest full of towels. You looked around the bathroom and saw a small stick on the floor. You pointed to it and clicked your fingers. Violet sighed as she handed it to you. You gasped as you looked at it. "Violet Holland, your father is going to kill you..."

Violet was pregnant.

She burst into tears as she looked at her feet. You pulled her into a hug, knowing how miserable she felt as a soon-to-be teenage mum... except hopefully her baby will go full-term.

She sniffed as she pulled away, "Why are you being nice to me, I was a bitch to you... and Ellie..." You nodded, "Yeah, you were." Violet looked up at you, "So why?" You sighed and pulled her in for a hug, "Because I know what your feeling... and we won't kick you out." Violet gasped. "Don't tell your father that though... he doesn't know, neither does he need to know." Violet sighed, "I'm so sorry that I was like that to you... I'm scared, Yn..." You nodded, "I know and I'll help you... if you don't ever, ever, speak to me, or my daughter, like that again. Clear?" Violet nodded. "Ok.. baby steps then. Work out who to tell and how to tell them."