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"You can't really see the belly yet." Aria said, laying on Elizabeth's bed as she tried to find a pair of pants that wold fit, "It doesn't even look like you've gained weight, how do none of your pants fit"
"I have no idea. I've been eating everything in sight, so that might have something to do with it." Elizabeth groaned.
She finally got a pair of pants that fit around her waist and the two sisters made their way down to the living room. Elizabeth had just reached the eleven week mark that day. The baby belly was definitely there. She wore sweatshirts almost everyday to hide it. It was becoming difficult.
"Really? That's great!" Kurt said happily as the girls walked into the living room, "Next week? That's perfect! We miss you so much! Yeah, I'll talk to Finn and tell them about the plans. Sounds good! Talk to you later. Love you!"
"Tell Uncle Finn about what plans?" Aria asked as she jumped into Kurt's lap.
"Grandpa and Grandma are coming to visit next week! We're going to talk to Uncle Finn and Aunt Rachel about having them come over for Thanksgiving dinner."
Elizabeth stared at him, not responding. How was she supposed to confront her family? They had no idea about the baby!
"Papa…" Elizabeth started to say, but Kurt already knew what she was worried about.
"Honey, there's no escaping it. I know you're worried about them finding out, but they'll have to find out sooner or later right?" Kurt said.
"Hey, you told me and dad right? That was scary for you but you got through it. They'll be shocked for sure, but that doesn't mean they won't support you and be there for you. We'll tell them together, okay? You, me and dad," Aria gave her father a glare, "and Aria. We'll do it together."
"Fine," Elizabeth sighed, "What a great way to start the holidays."
"Oh, cut it out," Aria said, "Holidays are holidays. It's gonna be great!"
"One more week, pumpkin," Blaine said, trying to get Elizabeth out of bed, "Then it's thanksgiving break. You can handle it."
"Noooo." Elizabeth pulled the covers up over her face to hide from the sunlight her father was forcing into her room.
"Lizzie, I know you don't want to go, but it's only one more week. C'mon, you're gonna be late."
Eventually, Elizabeth dragged herself out of bed. After ten minutes of trying to find clothes that would fit she went downstairs.
Kurt had made her and Aria waffle sandwiches with hazelnut spread in the middle, their favorite breakfast since they were toddlers. Both sisters took it gladly.
"C'mon squirt," Elizabeth said with her mouth full, "I'm driving you to school today."
Aria followed the older sister out to the car.
"Dad- I know but- you know what? Fine? If this is the way you're gonna act, then I don't even want you to show up." Blaine yelled into his phone and threw it onto his bed. He picked up one of the pillows and screamed into it.
"I'm guessing the invite didn't go very well?" Kurt sat next to him and rubbed his back.
"Neither one of them can make it. Nor do they want to." Blaine wiped his eye with the back of his hand.
Blaine hadn't seen his parents for years. They always seemed to be too busy. It frustrated Blaine beyond belief. All he wanted was for his parents to get to know his family and be close with his daughters, but they didn't want anything to do with them.
"What about Cooper? He's still coming, right?"
"Yeah, he can make it. I just really wanted the entire family to be there. Especially if we're going to be talking about Elizabeths situation."
"I know, baby. I wanted that too. But if they're not going to act like adults, maybe it's best that they don't find out right now." Kurt reasoned.
"I guess." Blaine mumbled. Kurt smiled and gave him a kiss.
"C'mon. I'll drive you to work today." Kurt grabbed his hand and lead him downstairs.
School was torture.
Every she turned someone was making fun of her or giving her looks. It made her feel horrible.
It was almost time for lunch and Elizabeth went to her locker to put her books away. When she opened the locker, dozens of rude notes and crudely photoshopped pictures fell out of her locker. Tears fell down her cheeks. She gathered the notes quickly and threw them away before anyone else noticed.
"Here, let me help you." Blake suddenly appeared next to her and helped take the papers out of her locker and into the trash. Things were still really awkward between the two of them ever since saturday when Elizabeth had ran off when Blake had kissed her.
"Thank you." Elizabeth sounded relieved.
Once they were finished, Elizabeth leaned against the locker door and sighed.
"There," Blake said, "all finished."
"Um," Elizabeth smiled at him awkwardly, "Thanks. Um, I should probably head to lunch, Reese and Terra are probably looking for me."
Elizabeth turned to leave but only walking a few inches before Blake stopped her.
"Elizabeth, wait," Elizabeth winced before turning back around to face him, "Look, I know saturday was a bit weird for the both of us, but I don't want us to stop being friends because of it!"
"I never said we weren't friends anymore." Elizabeth said.
"I know, but you've been acting like it. Before saturday we spent every minute of ever day together, I know it's only been two days since we kissed but without talking to you it's felt like two years."
Elizabeth smiled at him, "You're right. I was acting dumb. I love hanging out with you and I don't want something as silly as a kiss to make us not be friends anymore."
Blake looked visibly relieved when she said that, "Great. Now that we've settled that, I want to ask you a question."
"Do you wanna come grab lunch with me after school? My friends grandma owns a restaurant down the street, she won't charge a penny."
"I know. I know." Blake held up his hands in mock surrender, "No relationships right now. I get it. This isn't a date. I promise."
Elizabeth stared at him for a moment, "Promise?"
"Then I'd love to."
"Great," Blake said, seeming overly excited, "I'll meet you in the parking lot after school."
"See you then."
"Blake! Hey hon." Mrs. Rose called from behind the counter.
"Hey, Mrs. Rose!" Blake called, going behind the counter to talk to her.
"What can I do for you?" Mrs. Rose asked.
"My friend and I came for lunch." Blake gestured to Elizabeth who smiled back sweetly.
Mrs. Rose waved back, "Someone special?" She asked quietly.
"I tried. I don't think it's gonna happen." Blake said.
Mrs. Rose smiled, "Sad. You two would be cute together. I'll go whip something up for the two of you."
"Thank you." Blake went back to sit with Elizabeth.
"She seems nice." Elizabeth said when he took his seat.
"She is. Her daughter is Marley Rose, can you believe that?"
"The singer? You've failed to mention that to me! That's amazing." Elizabeth's eyes grew.
"You get used to it after a while."
"What do you mean?"
"One of my best friends, Devon Rose, is Marley Rose's son."
"Devon is her son? I had no idea! I guess that explains his amazing voice…"
"I've seen Marley almost every week for about seven years, so the shock has died down a bit."
Mrs. Rose came up just then, "Okay, for the two of you I made mac and cheese and grilled cheese."
"Wow, thank you." Elizabeth looked down at the food in amazement. It looked incredible.
"Not a problem dear. Enjoy."
Elizabeth didn't hesitate to start digging into her food, "Oh my god this is a pregnant girls dream."
Blake laughed, "Isn't it good? I gain five pounds a week coming here."
"I can understand why. This is amazing."
The two teens ate their food quickly, they still needed to get back to school before fourth period.
"Thank you Mrs. Rose!" Blake called as they left.
"No problem, dear! Com back soon."
"Oh, believe me, I will." Elizabeth said. Mrs. Rose laughed and waved goodbye.
The teens drove back to school so Elizabeth could get to her own car.
"Thanks so much for lunch, it was great."
"No problem. I thought you deserved a lunch where no one was laughing or pointing at you."
"You thought correctly." Elizabeth huffed out a laugh.
"I'll see you tomorrow, Lizzie."
"See you tomorrow."
Elizabeth was halfway done with reading Macbeth for her Literature class before she heard the doorbell ring. Her fathers were out at a dinner and Aria was still at soccer practice, so she had the house to herself.
She opened the door, expecting it to be the mailman or Reese or Terra.
The last thing she expected was for Nathan Miller to be standing at the doorway, dripping wet from the rain.