You Need Me

You Do You

Jordan pulls up to the restaurant and no words can explain how nervous I am to have to sit down and face my mother. Alba hasn't stopped bothering Trent and I find it so sweet, I watch him as he pulls stupid faces at her and I can't help but smile. Seeing him with children just makes me think what an amazing father he is gonna be to our future baby girl, Charlotte. That's the name we agreed on and I love the name. Charlotte Alexander-Arnold sounds lovely and for me it rolls of the tongue elegantly.

Trent helps me out of the car and I help the girls out of the car whilst Rebecca gets their baby boy from its car seat. My brother comes over to me and puts both hands upon my shoulders looking me dead in the eyes. "I just want to let you know, that this was not my idea." He tells me.

"I know, Jord." I nod my head and I pat his arms in reassurance. He removes his arms from me and takes Elexa's hand whereas Alba is holding Trent's.

"You alright there, Trent." Jordan slaps his mate's back and Trent scratches the back of his neck with embarrassment.

"I'm good." He chuckles and heads into the restaurant first with Rebecca behind him, Jordan walks with me.

"They won't be here for another ten minutes at least, I told them to come a little later so we can get the children settled, so you have time to calm yourself down." Jordan raises his eyebrows at me and puts a hand on my shoulder.

"I am fine, Jordan, honest."

"I know, you just look stressed and that is not good for that baby girl of yours." He winks at me and opens the door for me and Elexa.

"Well of course I am stressed, who blames me, I haven't spoken to mum in over a year so...I think that it is understandable." I fold my arms across my chest as we come to a stop behind Trent and the others as we have to wait to be shown to our table.

"Oh yeah, by the way mum and dad will be paying tonight if you were wondering."

I don't reply and we all walk to the rather large table that they have reserved for us. There is hardly anyone in the restaurant and judging by this place it is understandable considering that it appears to be very expensive. Each table is covered with a bright white sheet with champagne glasses and gleaming cutlery. Crystal chandeliers hang from the sealing and a band stands on the stage playing calming music.

A waiter brings over a high chair for the baby and Rebecca settles him in it. Alba insists on sitting next to Trent so I sit the other side of him chuckling to myself. Two empty seats are now left on the table, with Rebecca sitting next to me by the high chair and Jordan at the other head of the table and Elexa next to him. The two empty chairs sit opposite of me and Trent. These are my parents' chairs.

Time seems to go ever so slow and I keep glancing over at the door every two seconds to see if they have arrived yet and every time a car pulls into the car park my heart misses a beat.

Trent's hand goes to my thigh to stop it from bouncing up and down. "Babes, please stop stressing, everything is going to be fine." He kisses my cheek just as the restaurant door swings open revealing Liz and Brian Henderson. My eyes meet my mother's but not for long as I turn my head looking away towards the glass in front of me.

"Natalie Henderson, my daughter who I haven't seen in so long. Stand up, sweetheart, and give your old man a hug." Dad stands by my chair and opens his arms wide wanting a hug.

I can't hold back the big grin that smother my face, after all my dad wasn't the one who drove me out of the house, that was mum's doing. "Hiya, dad." I stand up and wrap my arms around my father willingly.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, hang on a minute," Dad moves me away from him and his eyes travel to my stomach. "Is that what I think that is Natalie Henderson?"