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All I Need Is You

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Category: Simple Plan - Rating: PG-13 - Genres: Drama - Characters: Chuck Comeau, David Desrosiers, Jeff Stinco, Patrick Langlois, Pierre Bouvier, Sebastien Lefebvre - Published: 2007/06/22 - Updated: 2007/06/23 - 673 words

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I left the guys six months ago so they could get on with their tour. In fifteen days they come home
and see my wonderful kicking stomach. The baby was gonna be a girl, I couldn't wait. I told Benji
and we were debating names and making a list it was pretty long:

Ashley
Peyton
Cindy
Anna
Nicky
Nicole
Robin
Sarah
Darcy
Raven
Kate
Aimee
Dawn
Bree
Ali
Jen
Jessica
Jennifer
Summer
Cali
Kat
Cassandra
Shannon
Alex

It does go on and we have eliminated about twelve names already. He still didn't ask me to marry him
but I really want to...badly. He doesn't know though and my parents will go hysterical if we don't
marry. 'No child can be raised without a father or their real parents...look what happened to you!'
Now it was never ending guilt because I knew I was adopted. I stared at the list and didn't move
until the phone rang, I looked at the caller ID and it was Benji. I looked at the clock and it was
8:00 P.M.

"Hey babe!" I screeched.

"You seem happy."

"In two months and 26 days we are parents!"

"You're counting?" I laughed...DUH! This was the most exciting moment of my life, on January 5 we
were gonna be parents.

"Yeah."

"Just called you to let you know that we are coming home early, so tomorrow when you wake up I will
be there...or if you stay up."

"Yay! So which family is having thanksgiving with us?"

"My mom said that we should do your family since my family has seen you already."

"Right? Are you gonna be ready to face them?"

"I'm ready if you are!"

"Aww, your so sweet." I heard the intercom at the airport and sighed cause I knew he would have to
go.

"I gotta board but I will see you later, love you!"

"Love you too, bye." We hung up and I looked at the list one last time then decided to go to
bed...even if it was early. I headed up stairs and put my pajamas on and slipped into bed, but not
before writing in my diary.

Dear Diary,
Today Benji called me and I got the best news ever! He's coming home early and he is gonna be here
when I wake up tomorrow. We are going to thanksgiving with my family and Christmas with his. We have
to face my parents while I'm pregnant and isn't that gonna be fun. I still have to call them and
tell them that we are coming, I hope this time I will make it without being lectured about
something. They were okay when I was little but now I'm a screw up! This sucks, but being with Benji
doesn't. I'm gonna turn in Good night.

Anna

I fell asleep and pulled myself into a dream of Benji. I woke up the next morning to the sound of
crashing and yelling. And I recognized the yelling...it was the guys. I slipped on my robe and
started walking down the stairs. I looked at the messed up floor and fake innocent faces of the
guys.

"Hey," I grumbled. I wanted to sound perky but it was only like ten in the morning.

"Hey baby!" Benji smiled. I ran pass him...on purpose. I jumped on Paul, well not literally. I was
in no condition to be fooling around, I wasn't even aloud to exercise in case of a miscarriage. As I
pulled all the other guys into a hug Benji had a hurt look on his face as I pretended that he wasn't
here.

"How was your flight?" I asked.

"Good," Joel replied.

"Why didn't you take the bus back?"

"Benji wanted to see you earlier," Paul told me pointing at a hurt Benji.

"Did you actually think I forgot about you?" Benji shook his head and smiled. He pulled me into a
breathtaking kiss, literally. I could barley breath, but when you're making out with Benji Madden
who needs air?
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