We're Not Friends: Bowie's Story- H.S. Fanfic

Maybe We're Meant to Be

^^^^If y'all want to cry and have a full circle moment, listen to "Always" by Panic at the Disco while reading this ;)

Bowie: 25
Morgan: 24
Harley: 3
Jordan: 2 months old

February 16 2041

"Her oxygen's doin' good daddy,"Harley informs Bowie, sitting on the couch next to Bowie who has tiny 5 pound 4 ounce Jojo laying on his thighs, her oxygen cannula in her nostrils as she peers up at Bowie with her big brown eyes.

"Oh is it? Thanks for checking, babe,"Bowie grins, glancing over at Harley who's very intently looking at Jordan's oxygen monitor even though she has no idea what any of the numbers mean.

"Welcome,"Harley grins, leaning her temple over to rest on Bowie's bicep. "She's awake, daddy."

"She is wide awake for the first time ever, huh?"Bowie chuckles, holding both of Jordan's impossibly tiny hands in his own, making faces down at her as she continues to peer up at him, tiny gusts of breath escaping her mouth that's open in an "O".

"Daddy, is mummy still sleepin'?"Harley inquires, reaching her little hand over to rest it on Jojo's arm, rubbing it gently.

"Yeah, mummy's tired,"Bowie explains, leaning down more over Jojo to press a kiss to her forehead. "She was up lots last night trying to get Jojo to eat."

"Jojo just wanted to sleep,"Harley giggles, watching as Bowie rests his forehead softly on top of Jordan's, nuzzling them together before pulling away from her just slightly to grin widely at her.

"Yeah, Jojo loves to sleep,"Bowie agrees, leaning forward to press a kiss to Jordan's cheek, right below the sticker that keeps her oxygen cannula in. "It helps her grow big and strong, but we also need her to start eating more."

"Daddy, look, I play peek a boo,"Harley giggles, covering her eyes with her palms and grinning. "Jojo, look at me!"

"Oh Jojo what's she doing?"Bowie coos, sliding his hands under Jordan's little armpits to help support her head as he picks her up and sets her little bum on his lap so that Jojo can have a better view of Harley. "What's going on, missy? Hmm? Do you know?" He nuzzles his lips against Jojo's cheek and keeps them there as Harley giggles beside him.

"Peek a boo!"Harley exclaims, pulling her hands away from her eyes and smiling widely at Jordan. "Did you see Jojo? Did you see?"

"Try it again, babes,"Bowie encourages, pressing a few more quick pecks to Jordan's little cheek as she sits stone faced, her big brown eyes blinking sleepily at Harley.

"Jojo, look, peek a boo!"Harley grins, pulling her hands away from her eyes and cheekily smiling at Jordan before she pouts at Jordan's lack of reaction, turning her attention to Bowie. "Daddy she not smilin'."

"She's a bit too little to smile, babe,"Bowie laughs, laying Jordan back down against his thighs as he leans forward to comb his palm against the top of Jordan's head and combing back her black hair that has a tiny orange bow clipped into it. "But I'm sure she still loved it."

"Your phone's going off, daddy,"Harley states obviously as Bowie's phone alarm begins to blare from the coffee table, alerting him that it's time for Jordan to be fed again.

"Ooo, it's your least favorite time of the day, Jojo,"Bowie chuckles, leaning forward to grab his phone and turn off the alarm as Harley grabs Jordan's tiny hand and begins to play with her slim fingers.

"I can get her baba daddy,"Harley sweetly offers, jumping off of the couch as she runs towards the kitchen.

"Oh hey, Harls, wait,"Bowie calls, watching Harley stop in the doorway connecting the living room and the kitchen, turning her little head over her shoulder so that she can look at Bowie. "Mummy wants to feed Jojo this time, but thanks for offering to get the bottle, babe. You're the best."