L.A girls (H.S)

Chapter 49

Jayden's POV

It's official.

I am pregnant.

I went to the doctors before I went to work and they confirmed it.

I'm having a child that's going to rip my vig-

"Jade. Whoohoo. You home?" Harry waves a Hand in front of my face and I look up from my work.

"I'm in the middle something." I mumble as I take a pin out of my mouth and pin it to the mannequin, in front of me.

"I see that. That's why I wanted to know if you wanted to order takeout." Harry sits down in my swirly chair that's behind my work desk before propping his feet up.

"I can just ask Lillian to go get you something." I tell him as I pin on a piece of fabric.

"What about you?"

"Not hungry."

He frowns. "You didn't eat breakfast either babe."

"I'm not hungry." that is a straight up lie. I'm starving but I have to many things to do.

"It's not healthy for the baby."

I look up at Harry who gives me a serious look.

"You need to eat something." he tells me and i sigh before putting my things down.

"Fine. I'll have Lillian run out and get us some Chinese so it's not very messy." I tell him and I call Lillian on my desk phone.

When I'm done I hang up and go back to work. Harry swirls around in my chair as he hums a tune. I start pinning more pieces together and Harry makes a really high pitch sound which makes me prick my finger.

"Shit!" I hiss as I wave my hand around.

"Are you o-"

"I'm fine." I cut him off.

I wipe the blood of my finger before going back to work. Harry starts humming again and I shoot him a look that he doesn't see because he's to busy rolling around in my chair.

"Harry honey." I try to keep my voice even so I don't go absolutely crazy.

He stops rolling around and looks up at me.

"Here." I put my things down once again before walking over to my desk and opening a drawer. I pull out a stack of magazines and throw them down on the desk. "Go through those and circle which outfits you would want your girlfriend wearing or something."

"I'm not a kid." Harry mumbles as he told his chair over.

"Never said you were."

"Your acting like I am." He retorts.

"Because your acting like one." I shoot back.

"Your the one who's being a brat and telling me what to do."

"I'm not being a brat your just being really annoying." i start to raise my voice.

"Yes you are. You wont listen to anything but the sound of your own voice!" He meets my tone.

"I'm listening to you right now aren't I?"

"No your really not."

"No puedo creerlo!" I exclaim.

He gets up from the chair and balls his fists at his sides.

"English. Speak in god damn English!" He yells at me.

"Sabes que? Me voy." I point my finger at him.

"What?" He ask, his tone still pissed.

"I'm leaving." I translate.

His face pales. "W-what?"

"I. am. Leaving." I walk over and grab my jean jacket off the back of a chair and I slip it on before grabbing my purse.

"Babe you can't just leave work." Harry says as he walks around to me.

I huff as I run my fingers through my hair.

He's right.

"Fine. Fine. Fine." I repeat as I sit down.

Harry sits down in front of me as I stare down at the floor. He takes my hands in his and looks up at me.

"I'm sorry love. I shouldn't have stressed you out." Harry says as rubs the back of my hand.

"It's okay." I sigh heavily.

He kisses the back of my hand before standing up.

"Where did you learn Spanish anyway? And since when do you yell in it?" Harry asks and I laugh.

"My dad, he's from spain." I tell him.

"Ohh. That's why he had that funny accent." Harry chuckles. "and that's why your so god damn sexy."

"Oh shut up." I blush as I push myself up out of my seat.

Harry wraps his arm around my waist and presses himself against me. I can feel his growing manhood pressed against me.

"Speak in Spanish again." he says huskily.

I gulp as I try to contain myself. "What do you want me to say?"

"Bend me over this desk."

I gasp and shake my head. "No."

"Please." he whispers as he kisses down my neck.

"me agacharse este escritorio."

"As you wish." he kisses me harshly just as the elevator dings.

We both jump apart as Lillian walks in with the pizza.