Falling For My Best Friend

Chapter 53~ Amos

Kristins POV

I've been in this hospital for 2 days now, and I just want to get out already. These past 2 days have been very depressing. I have to look at this child who still doesn't have a name, and isn't even going to be mine every second of the day. My friends are saying I made a good decision because I'm a senior in high school thats about to go college, I can't be raising a baby. Sam is a different story.. He hasn't spoken to me since I told him about the baby living at my aunts house.

I heard a faint knock on the door and yelled, "Come in!"

My yelling woke up the baby so I put him in my arms to calm him down. He immediately stopped crying when I held him in my arms. It made me smile a bit, but frown right after remembering he's not mine.

"Hi." I looked up and saw a very tired looking Sam walk through the door.

"Everyone went home to sleep, said they'd be back at 2 before they release you." Sam said quietly, taking a seat in a chair next to my very uncomfortable hospital bed. I nodded, not knowing what to say. This is the most he's said to me in 2 days. There was a silence between us. The only sound there was, was beeping from machines and the baby cooing. I looked down at him and saw him open his eyes and smile for the first time.

My heart fluttered, "He's smiling! He's smiling!" I chirped excitedly.

"Why do you even get excited?" Sam asked, laughing after he had said that.

"What?" I asked sounding very confused.

"You're not even keeping him." He scoffed at me. Why was he acting like this? Rude much?

"Whats wrong with you?" I practically shouted. He opened his mouth to say something but I completely cut him off, "You haven't talked to me in 2 days and now suddenly you speak to me but only too yell at me?"

He stood up from the chair and looked at me angrily, "You wanna know why I don't want to talk to you? Maybe because I'm so pissed at you for not even discussing with me about giving the baby to your aunt. Don't you think I deserve to know these things? I am practically the father of this damn kid and you're acting as if i'm not. I had the right to know about this before you made this decision."

I looked into his eyes and saw nothing but anger, he was incredibly mad. 

"I'm sorry." Was all that could come out of my mouth. I wanted to say more, but I just couldn't. I should've discussed it with him before making the decision. I thought he would've been supportive about it because we are too young to be raising a child together. I guess I was wrong.

"Thats it?" He shook his head aggressively.

 "What else do you want me to-" He cut me off, "Maybe you could say I'm right and that we should keep the baby?" 

"We can't." I muttered. He stomped his feet and walked to the door. He was about to walk out the door but he stopped himself. He turned around slowly, "If we can't keep him then-"

I cut him off, "Then what?" My words slurred, I was so scared of what he was about to say.

"We should break up."

Annie's POV

"ANNIE!" I heard a loud scream come from the bathroom of the hotel room me and Nathan were staying at. We were in a hotel in Anaheim because Kristin's baby just randomly decided 'Hey I want to be born in Anaheim!' While we were on our way home. 

I ran into the bathroom and looked around worried, "Whats going on?" 

"T-theres a spider in the bathtub."  He stuttered his words and looked at me shakily.

I rolled my eyes and smacked his arm.

He jumped and rubbed his arm, "Ouch what was that for!"

"You scared the shit out of me! I thought you fell or something but really? A damn spider!" I walked over to the spider and picked it up with a napkin. I smiled to myself thinking of a devious plan. I then turned around and pretended to throw it at Nathan. He screamed and ran out of the bathroom yelling "Get it off, Get it off!" 

I was laughing hysterically, I had to bend over and hold my stomach with one hand and the counter with the other. I could feel tears fall out of my eyes with laughter. I finally calmed down after a good few minutes and went to pick up the napkin with the squished spider inside and threw it into the trash. I walked out of the bathroom and looked at Nathan who was sitting on the bed crossing his arms and pouting. 

I smiled and sat down next to him, "Sorry for tricking you babe." 

He continued pouting and didn't make eye contact with me. 

"Well then no kisses for you." I shrugged my shoulders and got up slowly walking to the opposite direction he was facing. I felt his strong hand grab my arm and tug me back towards him sitting me on his lap, "Oh no I want the kisses." He held my face and kissed me passionately until we heard a knock on the door. He groaned and I got up to see who was knocking. I opened the door and saw Zoey looking a little angry. 

"I was waiting in the lobby at 1:30 like you guys said too and no one was there so I was left sitting there like a loser. Thanks!" She threw her hands in the air, " Too busy making out?" She smirked. 

"Yes." Nathan said proudly, smiling widely and grabbing his luggage and walking out the door. 

I was left with Zoey wiggling her eyebrows at me. I rolled my eyes for the second time today and grabbed my luggage, "Let's go to the hospital!" I brushed past her and closed the door behind me.

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Kristin's POV

I felt a tear slide down my face slowly as I starred at the door that Sam just stormed out of. My heart had an empty feeling in it that I can't even describe. I felt sad, angry, hurt, and many more emotions. I ignored the babies crying and continued starring at the door as more tears spilled slowly out of my eyes. He had every right to be mad at me but I didn't expect him to break up with me.

"Ma'm you can't let your baby cry like this." A nurse came in suddenly taking the baby out of arms and rocking him. 

I starred at her for a few minutes until something came into my head. "I know what I'm going to name the child."

I was going too wait for my aunt to arrive at the hospital and choose any name she wanted but, I want too name him now. 

"Alright what will his name be?" She smiled and set the baby down on his mini crib. 

I want this beautiful baby boy to grow up and be happy. I want him to be strong even when life is the roughest it can get. I want him to believe in himself and achieve whatever his dreams may be in the future. 

"Amos" I know that may sound to be a weird name, but I read online that the meaning behind that name was 'strong and brave' 

I wanted this boy to always be strong and to be brave, something his mom could not be at times like this.

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