As my summer was flying by, I was getting bigger. My stomach was getting big all of a sudden.

Darren and Daniel finally got on some what good terms. Daniel still doesn't like him.

My mom and Darren made a connection after he helped her with something she got from IKEA.

My mom finally had us shopping for baby stuff. I didn't want to know the sex of the baby, I wanted to do a gender reveal party.

We were in in Shopko getting a car seat, basinet, and baby blankets. My mom was getting two of everything.

When we were done with that, I had an ultrasound appointment to check on the baby.

When we made it, Darren met us there and held my hand the entire time.

The lady put the cold gel on my growing stomach. I felt like I was getting bigger and bigger with each passing day.

"There's the feet" the lady smiled at the screen.

Her eyebrows knitted in confusion.

"There's the other pair of feet" she smiled.

"Wait... Another pair?" Darren asked.

I smiled at him and nodded.

"Twins?" Darren said in a panicked tone, again.

"Yeah" I sighed.

After our incident at the clinic, we went home.

"Hey loser" Daniel greeted me with food in his mouth.

"Please don't" i walked up the stairs.

I sat on my bed and looked up at Darren as he slightly closed the door.

"So twins?" He asked shocked.

"Yes"

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I wanted to wait until you came to one of the appointments"

"The possibilities of that happening" he shook his head and chuckled.

Then, panic covered his face.

"Darren, we'll be fine" I walked over and hugged him. My baby bump making us not have full body contact.

We pulled away and he looked at my stomach.

"I'm sorry" he whispered.

"Why?" I asked confused.

"Everything is going to get a lot more harder" he glanced his green eyes at me.

"Yeah," I faintly smiled, "but it also is about to get a lot more better"

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We spent our summer at the beach. Madison and Chance seemed to be dating but they deny it every time I asked her.

Darren bought blankets and diapers for the babies. He also loves to touch my stomach now and plays around with my hair whenever we lay together.

A week after my appointment, Darren would always be around. He'd spend the night and talk to me. He would talk about the names but mostly he's more shocked. Yes, still shocked.

He was also very affectionate. He loved to hold hands everywhere, kiss my forehead, and tease me every now and then.

With everyday passing, I was getting bigger and not that cute kind you always see on a movie. I was huge.

Especially carrying twins didn't help it, my mom would make me rub this lotion stuff all over my stomach so i wouldn't get stretch marks and make me take prenatal pills that made my nails grow and my hair shiny.

At six months pregnant, I was getting bigger every single day, and I'm not exaggerating. My t-shirts were getting stretched and I could only wear leggings, sweats, and stretchy shorts.

Darren would always bring me my cravings, which I greatly appreciated.

Earlier in my pregnancy I never had those weird cravings, but now I do.

"You want salsa on your hot dog?" Darren asked disgusted.

"Yes, it's so good" I smiled.

He got up from the couch and went into my kitchen.

I continued to watch the movie that was put on.

As I waited, I was feeling my big, round, stomach. I rubbed my stomach as I thought about names that would correspond with each other.

"Here" Darren handed me a paper plate with two hot dogs with a line of salsa on them.

I quickly bit into one of them and smiled.

"That's weird" he observed the hot dog and me.

"I could have weirder cravings" i shrugged and ignored his stare.