Easy on me (Y/N)

Chapter 3

Six Months later:
Y/N's POV:
I hear Lizzie is engaged. I'm happy for her if she's happy. Why is it I'm about to give birth and still she remains on my mind? Florence moved out but is still present in my life as are Tom, MK and Ashley.
"Am I stupid for thinking she might turn up?" I ask Ashley tearfully.
"I really thought she'd be here. She definitely knows. I put it in our family chat," Ashley explains clutching my hand.
"You're only allowed 2 people in here. It's time Miss Y/L/N."
"Jarnie and Florence please," I request. The others leave and they both hold my hand.
"We've got you," Flo assures me.

Lizzie's POV:
Scarlett: How are you not here?
Lizzie: I am. I'm just too scared to come in. My family hate me, you hate me. I'm in reception pacing. I can't face everyone.
"Come on I don't hate you and Y/N needs you," Ashley encourages me. I appear at the door and knock taking a massive deep breath.
"We're at maximum capacity," The nurse refuses my entrance.
"Who is it?" I hear Y/N say from inside. I've really missed that voice.
"It's me."
"I'll go you need her more than you need me," Florence assures her glaring at me slightly as she leaves. I walk in and kiss Y/N's forehead.
"I'm here," I assure her.
"Do you still hate me?" Y/N mumbles tearily.
"I never did not really. How can I help?" I check cupping her cheek.
"Will you sing for me?" She pleads. The only song come to mind is our song.

And I will hold
I'll hold onto you
No matter what this world'll throw
It won't shake me loose

I'll reach my hands out in the dark
And wait for yours to interlock
I'll wait for you
I'll wait for you

'Cause I'm not givin' up
I'm not givin' up, givin' up
No not yet
Even when I'm down to my last breath
Even when they say there's nothin' left
So don't give up on me.

Y/N squeezes mom's hand crying as she pushes one final time and the baby cries. They clean the baby up and cut the cord.
"It's a boy," the nurse announces. He was beautiful he looks just like Y/N except the eyes they're piercing green. Just like mine.

Y/N's POV:
Pure exhaustion and happiness are the two main emotions I'm feeling right now.
"Have you got a name for him?" The Doctor checks.
"Thomas Elijah Y/L/N."
"He's beautiful. Just like his mommy," Lizzie compliments me kissing my cheek.
"How long are you here for?" I query.
"I'm shooting out here for the next 6 months. So whatever time of day you need me as long as I'm not working I'm here for you," Lizzie assures me.
"Thank you. He has your eyes. Isn't that something?" Y/N laughs.
"Yeah he does. There are lots of people outside who want to see you do you want me to go and get them?"  Lizzie checks.
"Yes but will you stay?" I plead.
"Of course."

Lizzie's POV:
"Um Y/N wants you all to come inside," I announce. They all glare at me. I get nervous then rush back inside. They hate me and I don't blame them.
"What do you need? Water? Food?" I ask Y/N kissing her forehead.
"Yes I'm starving and thirsty af. Both please," she requests making me giggle.
"Can I hold him later?" I plead.
"Yes." I kiss her forehead again gently before I head to get her what she wants.
"You have some nerve wanting to hold him after what you said to me," Scarlett whispers angrily pulling me outside.
"I was mad ok? I didn't mean it," I assure her.
"You still don't say it," she states clearly.
"I know."
"Why are you here? You're engaged? You haven't spoken to her in 6 months. You don't want anything to do with the kid. You're just messing with her head," Scarlett spits enraged.
"I'm still her best friend. She needed me and I'm here. I want to be a part of her and the baby's life if she wants me to be," I explain.

"What about Robbie? He was a complete ass to her," she challenges me.
"I know. But he has what he wants. She's not a threat to him anymore as far as he sees it." Because he's too busy looking at himself in the mirror to notice anything about me.
"But she is isn't she?" Scarlett smirks. 
"I'll always love her but I'm engaged. And since we got back together he hasn't cheated or anything. I'm not messing that up for a fantasy," I deny it. I'm not sure that's true but that's what I tell myself.
"Whatever I'm going to meet my godson," Scarlett laughs.
"Wait what?"
"Tom, Florence and I are godparents," She informs me. Ouch and my heart breaks again.

Y/N's POV:
When Lizzie gets back she looks nervous.
"What is it?" I query cupping her face out of sheer instinct.
"I don't deserve to be here."
"Yes you do. I needed you and you were here. I don't care what you said about him not being your kid. He's not and you're engaged now so that doesn't matter. As long as you know and acknowledge he's a massive part of my life then I'm good," I assure her.
"I do. Can I show you what I got him as a present?" Lizzie pleads. I nod and she hands me it as Thomas is in his cot. It's a football shirt of my favourite team with my surname on the back and I begin to tear up.
"Thank you. This is great," I mumble tearily. Lizzie wipes my tears kissing my forehead. Immediately we can feel the tension in the air. Our faces inches apart from each other. We're woken out of our daze by Thomas crying.
"May I?" Lizzie requests.
"Yes of course."Lizzie picks him up and he stops crying instantly. Instead he clings onto her finger. I watch as she tears up and smiles brightly. I reach for my phone snapping a picture. I don't want to forget this moment.

"Cuddles," I plead nervously. Lizzie climbs into bed with me and the baby. It's like nothing had changed. Lizzie sees the scar on my chest and I quickly cover it.
"You don't have to do that."
"They're hideous," I sigh.
"Nothing about you could ever be hideous. You're perfect. Is that why you haven't been with anyone since?" Lizzie questions. I nod.
"I just don't think anyone should have to see them it's ugly," I admit.
"You're an idiot. I think they're beautiful because they're a part of you. Someone else will too," she assures me.
"Thank you. Will you stay for a bit?" I plead.
"As long as you need me I'm not in a rush."
How am I hooked by this woman again?