I held up both t-shirts, trying to pick the one that looked better. The red or blue one?
Ring!
I quickly get my phone from my purse and pick it up after I checked the caller ID.
"Yes, mother. What can I do for you?" I say, still eyeing the tops.
"Lauren! Come to the hospital now. Sofie is giving birth!" My mum exclaims. My eyes widen at what she had just said.
My sister is giving birth? I'm going to be an aunt!
All thoughts of clothes forgotten, I quickly dash out of the store, leaving my trolley where it was. "I'll be there soon." I say to my mum and she hangs up without saying bye.
I roll my eyes. Well that was rude.
I make my way towards the parking lot until I bump into a wall. Well, what I thought was a wall. Hands go out to steady me before I fall and I look up to find a pair of amazing brown eyes. I step back and mumble a 'sorry' before walking past him. But before I can go another step, he grabs onto my arm and spins me around.
"Why's a pretty lady like you trying to run away from me?" He asks with a cocky smirk. As I get a good look at him, I realise something.
He is damn fine!
He had brown hair that was styled and he wore a pair of black jeans and a navy blue top. Before he catches me staring, I look away.
Your sister is giving birth and what are you doing? Checking out a fricking stranger. Great job Lauren.
I give an exasperated sigh and try to snatch my arm away. Keyword, try.
"Look, I have to go okay so can you let go?" I say, trying to say it as nicely as possible.
He pretends to think about it for a second before giving me a grin. "Only if you promise me that the next time I see you, me and you will go on a date." He says.
Like I'll ever see him again.
"Ok fine, I promise." I say quickly and he lets go of my arm. I speed walk away and enter the parking lot, and drive away in my car.
I couldn't help but think about him. I had promised him that I would go on date if I ever saw him again. I always keep my promises and this was no exception.
Let's just hope this promise doesn't come back to bite me in the ass.
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After 8 hours of Sofie being in labor, my nephew was born. I watch as Sofie holds her baby boy with her husband, Mark, besides her. My sister was 26 and I was 19. Although we had a seven year age gap, we were really close especially because we didn't have any other siblings.
"Have you decided on a name yet?" I ask the couple.
Sofie and Mark meet each other's gaze and smile. "Toby." They both say in unison. I smile at them. They've been married for 4 years now and I can see them growing old together. They were so perfect for one another.
I wish I could have someone like that.
I snap back into reality when I hear little Toby's cries. He's being held by Mark, who's now a father. I walk up to them.
"Can I hold him?" I ask, staring down at little Toby. Mark hesitantly hands me the baby and gives me a look that says, 'if you hurt my baby, you die', in which I returned with my, 'shut the hell up' look.
I hold Toby in my arms and sway him a little bit until he stops crying. I shoot Mark a smug smile in which he rolls his eyes at. Toby had gorgeous green eyes, thanks to his father. I coo at him until he falls asleep.
"Give me back my child, Lauren." Sofie says, in a hushed voice. I walk over to her, careful not to move my arms too much, and place little Toby in her arms.
I was now a proud aunt.
