So Not Mine (An Airhead Fanfiction) Part 3
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The third chapter of So Not Mine (An Airhead Fanfiction). Em has to go to a photo shoot, where she makes a very important decision and where something life-changing happens.....

So Not Mine (An Airhead Fanfiction) Part 3

Chapter 3

I got up, still groggy and got dressed. Today, I chose to where a peach pregnancy jumpsuit with a gold belt, white gold hoop earrings and a silver chain with a heart-shaped charm around it.

After I took a shower and got dressed, I put on some platform heels and put my hair in a messy bun. "I'm ready!" I said coming out of my room.. "Wow Em!" Nikki said.

"You are styling! I don't even think they're gonna put you in their clothing." "Thanks Nik!" I said. Then we got out and climbed into the limo.

In there, I got the first clue that my baby was going to be pre-mature. I felt a cramp or kind of like a really big kick, bigger than usual.

Instead of cancelling the shoot and going to the hospital, which is what I should have done, I ignored it.

Nikki must have seen me flinch because she asked, "Em? What happened? Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm perfectly fine." I said.

"Are you sure? Do you need me to cancel he shoot? Or call Christopher?" she asked me. "No no, I'm fine, Nik." I answered.

"And when are you planning to tell Gabriel?" "I want to tell him during our Caribbean vacation. Thanks for the vacation by the way." she answered.

"Think of it as a little oil to smoothen the process of telling him." I said, winking. "Oh, look! There's the studio." Nikki said, pointing out the window.

" Then our limo stopped and a guard opened the limo door and we stepped outside, surrounded by paparazzi.

"Nikki! When is your wedding?" "Nikki! Is the gender of your baby a girl or a boy?" "Miss Howard, what can you tell us about your pregnancy?

" "What about the rumours that the baby is not your fiance's?

" Nikki pushed through the reporters, journalists and camera-people saying, "Give some space to the pregnant celebrity people!

" After what felt like an eternity, we finally got to the door of the studio. We went in and went into the make-up, clothing and hair section.

Unfortunately, they did make me change into another jumpsuit, but this one was white, fading into gold and the sleeves were loose around the ends and the pants were bell-bottoms.

They let me wear the same jewelry and painted my nails the same pattern as my jumpsuit and put my hair in a more neat bun with a tiny braid on the right.

As they did this, I realized that I didn't want my baby to go through the same nonsense I had to go through on a daily basis. I made a very important decision at that shoot.

I was going to quit modelling, to ensure a better future for my baby. And it wasn't me I was worried about, it was Nikki. She made a living out of being my agent.

How could I bring myself to fire my best friend? But I didn't have time to think about that. I had a shoot.

Being a pregnant model had some advantages, they didn't force me into uncomfortable positions or yell or scream at me when I did something wrong.

We had taken about 5 or 6 shots when I felt that horrible cramp again. This time, it was bigger and EVERYBODY saw me flinch and clutch my stomach in pain. Then, my water broke.

Suddenly I realized what was happening. "I'M GOING INTO LABOR!" I screamed. At this, everyone panicked.

Nikki was calling Christopher, the director was phoning the ambulance and everyone else just rushed to me and took me to a comfortable chair. I was screaming in pain as Christopher arrived.

"Oh my goodness! Em, are you okay?!" he asked me. "DO I LOOK LIKE I'M FINE?!" I screamed at him. "Well, no, but how long do you think the baby's gonna be?" He asked me.

"I don't know? Maybe 20 minutes?' I said. "Oh my god! I don't think the ambulance is gonna make it." He said. "Get into the limo." He lifted me up with Nikki and carefully walked me to the limo.

"Step on it, Mike!" Nikki said to the limo driver. "The baby's coming!" Mike nodded and started the car. I was still moaning and screaming in pain and cursing the timing.

I wasn't even sure if my baby was going to live. After all, 5 months is very early, too early, to be born. We finally arrived at the hospital and not a minute too soon.

The doctor rushed me to a hospital room. And I was given anesthesia to help calm me down. When I woke up, I saw the doctor, Dr. Gilligan talking to Christopher.

"They need to stay in hospital for longer than usual." she was saying. 'They'? Who were 'they'? "Christopher?" I said weakly. "Em?" he said, rushing towards me. "Where's my baby?" I asked him.

"Well, honey... There's something we have to tell you." Christopher said. "What?" I asked. "When the doctors did you ultrasound, there was a second baby hiding behind the other." he said.

"WHAT?" I said, my eyes wide. "I have 2 babies?" "Yes..." Dr. Gilligan. "2 little girls. We're not sure yet, but we think that they could be identical twins." "Wow!" I said.

"Well, are they healthy? Where are my little girls?" "They are one of the most unique cases we have ever seen... They are actually a record-breaking case." Dr. Gilligan said.

"Wow! What record have they broken?" "They are the most premature twins in the world." "Woah! Are they healthy?" I asked.

"They will need to stay in the hospital a bit longer than usual, since they are so premature." she said. "Okay, I understand. But can I at least see them?" I asked. "Of course, Miss Howard.

" She said. Then she left the room. She returned a few minutes later, holding two beautiful little babies. I felt tears come to my eyes. "Here are your babies." Dr.

Gilligan said, handing them to me. I was crying tears of joy as I held them close. "My little angels..." I said.

"Christopher, what should we name them?" "I was thinking maybe we could name one Rose." he said. "I'm not sure about the other one, though." "How about Kayla?" I asked. "It's perfect.

" We didn't have to debate on middle names. We already knew. Rose Mae Maloney and Kayla Christine Maloney.

We had been debating about the middle name for a few weeks now and I had suggested Christine and Christopher had suggested Mae. So, we both got to name one child each. They were beautiful.

They had my hair and Christopher's skin tone. The day I got to take them home was one of the best days of my life! When we got home, there was a huge surprise waiting for us!


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