A few weeks later, instead of staying with Kyla, I found someone else to stay with. I was done with Kyla and Stephen. I wanted nothing to do with them both anymore. I was staying with Nick until I went back home to the Bronx.

He had found me aimlessly walking the streets. Luckily, he was back in town to shoot a photoshoot. Too add onto that he was also on his way to New York City. And he had offered to pay for my flight, which I really appreciated.

"How are you doing on this beautiful morning?" He smiles.

I sat in the kitchen sipping on a cup of coffee. He pours himself a cup, and takes a seat across from me. Putting my cup down, I look up at him.

"I'm okay. Thanks again for letting me stay here. I'm sorry for the inconvenience I caused you." Shaking his head, he puts his cup down onto the table.

"Not at all, sweetheart. Your boyfriend is a jer-" Cutting him off, I get up from out of my seat.

"Ex-boyfriend. I made a mistake dating him." I frown. Nick had no clue that I was dating Stephen. Him and Stephen were friends. I just hoped if he ever found out, that he wouldn't take Stephen's side.

"I know that look on your face. And to answer your question. No, I'm not going to take Stephen's side." My mouth hangs open wide, and my eyes felt as though they would pop out of their sockets.

"Look, I like you ____. Stephen is a cool guy, but that was messed up what he did. You deserve better. And I can give you better. With me you'll always have that security. You wouldn't have to worry about me cheating or not thinking about your feelings. I would treat you like the beautiful Queen that you are." He exclaims.

He gets up from out of his seat, and walks near me. He cups my face, and caresses my cheeks with his thumbs. I stood there in utter shock. I didn't know what to say. Catching me off guard, his lips smash onto mine. My eyes grow wide, and my body goes rigid.

I knew me and Stephen were over with, but there was still that part of me that felt like this was wrong. But I needed someone like Nick to make me feel special. And I couldn't deny the fact that I actually did like him. Breaking the kiss, I like down at the floor.

Tilting my chin up, he stares into my eyes. I knew he could see the confliction in my eyes. "I'm not going to rush this. But I just wanted you to know." He smiles.

Making this fast decision was going to be something I would regret. "I want to try...an us." I smile back at him.

A few weeks later, I finally was back at home. I sat in my room going through my snapchat stories. Curiosity getting the best of me, I click into Stephen's stories. He had only posted once today, and he was on his way to New York. It's not like I would see him.

I meant what I said, I wanted nothing else to do with either him or Kyla. She took his side when I needed her the most. I was hurt and heartbroken. But I'm gradually getting better.

After, I ran out of the house that day. They had blow up my phone, but I had recently changed my number. I still had Stephen's and Kyla's number in my phone, I just never tried reaching out to them. Breaking me from my thoughts, my mom cracks my door open.

"Someone's here to see you. I'm going to work, so I'll see you later. Love you." I get up from off of my bed, and walk towards the door.

"Okay. Love you too." Disappearing down the hall, I hear the front door close shut. I walk out of my room towards the living room area.

Walking into the living room, I stop in my tracks. Standing up he stares at me. "W-What are you doing here?" I ask surprised.

"Uhm..I wanted to talk to you." I really didn't want to talk to him. But I was willing to hear him out.

Taking a seat on the couch, we both adjust ourselves, so that we're facing one another. "I'm sorry" We both say in unison.

"...I..I'm pregnant." I rush out quickly.

Looking at Stephen I could see his face grow pale. I could also see the confliction going on in his eyes. He had no clue what to say.

"Uhm...haha. I'm just playing with you. I just wanted to lighten up the tension in the room." I look down biting my bottom lip nervously.

"Don't joke like that. Are you?" He asks tilting up my chin to look at him.

A lone tear escapes my eye, and rolls down my cheek. He wipes it away with his thumb. "I love you. I'm sorry for everything, mi amor." He frowns.

Just hearing him call me his love again made me cry even harder. I missed everything about him. I just couldn't hide my feelings for him anymore. I have and always will be in love with him.

Catching him off guard, I smash my lips onto his. Regaining his senses, he responses kissing me back.

A few minutes later, we end up in my bedroom. I didn't even know how much I missed him. Looking into his green orbs, I saw how much he loved me. I felt so bad for even thinking that he would cheat on me. I really should have had more trust in him.

"Look, I know the picture looked bad. But I promise you that it's an old picture, way before I even started dating you. I was hurt that you had little trust in me to think that, I would ever cheat on you. But it's my fault for letting you think that. I promise. If you give us another chance I will always make sure you come first. And that you never have to worry about another situation like this again. I love you, mi amor. So much." He explains through pained eyes.

I didn't know what to say. I was currently in a relationship with Nick. But then again, our feelings for each other was one-sided. Coming out of my thoughts, Stephen is staring at me.

"Your...dating Nick, huh?" He sighs.

"Yes...I was really hurt. I know it doesn't excuse my decision. But I'm sorry.." He grabs my hands intertwining our hands together.

"We have our issues, but I love you. And Nick has to understand that." Looking up I look into his green orbs.

"I don't know, Elijah. I don't want to hurt him. I led him on.." I frown.

"He has no choice. Your my girlfriend." Looking away from him. A lone tear rolls down my cheek. I was just so happy that I finally had him back in my life.

I felt bad for leading Nick on, but I was in love with Stephen. Pulling me forward, Stephen kisses my cheek. I fall on top of him, as he lays back onto my bed.

"No more crying. I will always be here for you. I love you, mi amor. No matter what anyone says, I'm only in love with you." He pecks my lips embracing me in a tight hug. I melt into his arms laying my head down onto his chest.

Two weeks later, I was still living in the Bronx. Stephen had took a month off of work, and then we were going to head back to Barcelona. I sat in the bathroom staring at a pregnancy test that I had taken a few minutes ago. It was positive.

I couldn't believe it at first. So, I had taken another one, and that one came back positive too. I knew this for awhile, but was in denial. I was in fact having Stephen's baby. I was scared.

Just remembering the look on his face, when I playfully joked about it. But at that time I wasn't sure if I was pregnant. Now, staring at this stick I knew I was in fact pregnant.

Stephen was currently sleeping in my room. My mom and him got along quite great. My mom actually treated Stephen like another son.

She was happy that I was with someone like Stephen. But what she didn't know won't hurt her. I didn't want to tell her about our unhealthy relationship. We were starting over, and trying to make this relationship work.

Stuffing the two pregnancy tests into my pajama pocket. I open the door walking back towards my bedroom. I open my room door, and close it shut. Stephen turns his head squinting his eyes. He looked so freaking sexy in the morning.

"Morning, mi amor." He huskily mumbles.

I walk over towards the bed, and sit on the empty side. Stephen grabs my arm pulling me onto his chest. I snuggle into his embrace, and wrap my arms around his waist. I listen to his steady heartbeat, arising up and down. I thought it's either now or never.

"Elijah..?" My nerves were setting in. I was afraid of what he would say or do when I told him.

"Yes?" He answers. He pulls slightly away from me, and looks down at me. I look up at him smiling weakly.

"Um...I-I love you. And.." I say looking down. He grabs my chin tilting it up to look at him. He pecks my lips, and nods his head for me to continue.

"I... I'm p-pregnant." I stutter. I shut my eyes tight, and embrace him in a tight hug.

His body tenses up underneath me, and I feel his heartbeat pounding erratically in his chest. I didn't want to lose him. I was afraid I would have to raise this baby alone. It was enough I was scared about being pregnant. But I didn't want Stephen not being in my life or his child's.

"......Did you know you were pregnant this whole time?" He calmly asks me.

"No. But...I had a feeling I was. Since I haven't gotten my period." I pull away from him completely. I lay on my back staring up at the ceiling.

"I guess we should make an appointment." I turn my head, and look at him with wide eyes.

"What?! You thought I would be mad or deny it's my baby? Which one _____?" He angrily exclaims.

"No!" I look down, and tears start streaming down my cheeks.

"I wasn't thinking that. I just thought...you'll think oh I'm stuck with her now because we're having a baby." I sob.

I get up from off of the bed, and walk towards the door. Stephen hops out of bed grabbing my arm. He spins me around, and embraces me in a tight hug.

"Why would you think that? You mean so much to me. I love you, mi amor." He kisses the top of my forehead holding onto me tight.

Three days later, we had finally arrived back home. We had decided to head back to Barcelona. My mom and brothers were a little sad, but understood the current situation. My mom was happy she was going to have her first grandchild. Me on the other hand was scared to be having my first child.

I sat in the living room watching TV. Stephen walks into the living room, plopping himself down next to me on the couch.

"How have you been feeling?" He asks me.

"Good." I look down at my stomach. I still couldn't believe that I was almost three months pregnant, and I didn't even know.

We went to the doctor before we had came back to Barcelona. And in a few more weeks we were going to find out what we were having.

Honestly, at first I was scared to have this baby. But I'm actually excited to see who she or he looks like. I'm hoping the baby comes out with Stephen's straking green eyes. Regardless, he or she will come out adorable.

"I know." He touches my stomach, and I just smile.

"You're going to be a great father, Elijah." He looks up at me, and pulls me into his embrace.

"I love you, _____." He whispers.

"I love you too, Elijah." I smile against his shoulder.

Later on that day, we decided to go into town. We sat in a local lounge looking over at the beautiful view before us. Stephen sat in the seat near me playing with his phone. I take out my phone, and go into snapchat. I record the beautiful view, and snap a picture of him. I post both on snapchat.

"Why are you always secretly taking pictures of me?" He smirks.

"Because your so freaking sexy." I cup his face pecking his soft lips. He wraps his arms around me, and pulls me onto his lap.

"I was thinking about going on a trip." He mumbles against my lips.

"Really? Where?" I peck his lips repeatedly, and he chuckles.

"No where far. I was thinking about staying somewhere nice near the ocean here in Barcelona." He says.

I pull away from him, and nod my head. I was happy to get away with him again even if it wasn't too far.

"Sounds great!" I smile.

A few minutes later, we end up eating inside the lounge. Stephen looked so freaking handsome today. He wined up putting on his black sweater. I couldn't stop staring at him, and I think he was beginning to take notice.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" He asks me still flipping through his phone.

"Just wondering who's looks would the baby get. I'm beginning to think that maybe he or she will have your features more." I sigh. He looks up from his phone, and looks at me.

"If it's a girl. She will be as beautiful as her mother. So, stop worrying about those things." I nod my head smiling at him. I loved Stephen so much. I feel as though restarting our relationship was the best decision we've made as a couple. It felt like hearts were shooting out my eyes.

I take out my phone, and go into snapchat. I move my chair near Stephen's. He looks back up at me with a questionable look.

"Picture.." He rolls his eyes sighing, but he complies anyways. He snaps a picture of himself, and hands my phone back over to me. I post the picture onto my snapchat stories.

I lean on Stephen's shoulder, and peck his cheek.

"I love you." I whisper.

"I love you too, mi amor." He smiles, still scrolling through his phone.