I know, I know it's been a while. Shoot me. Unedited.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I woke up to the sound of furious knocking on my bedroom door and someone nudging me in the side. "Babe someone knocking."
"Like I can't fucking hear it, go answer it."
"No, you."
"How about you go do it and leave your almost 9 month pregnant girlfriend alone to fall back asleep you jack ass." I yelled pushing him off his side of the bed. He slowly rolled the rest of the way off and stood up and glared at me as I have him the finger when he turned around.
I closed my eyes to fall back asleep, yet here comes the little shit back with news with what was happening. "Chelsea you might want to come and see this." He said looking nervous. I groaned and slowly got up. It had been a few months since Mikey came home. It was nice having him here helping me with getting the babies room set up, it's hard when he leaves but nice when he comes home.
"What is it-" I walked towards the babies room and saw a man standing there. Someone who looked quite familiar to me. "Dad?" The man slowly turned around and it was my father.
"Chelsea." He smiled looking at me and hugged me. "Look at you." He said loosing his grip and looking at me up and down. "You're- you're pregnant." He said slowly loosing his smile. "No shit." I said walking away and sitting down.
Mikey stood in the door watching my dad intently ready to make home leave at any moment. "I came to talk to you about you're sister." Said my father looking around. "Well what is it?" I snapped.
"I'm here to take her home."
"No."
"Darling don't be like that, I'm her father." He smiled. "And she's my fucking responsibility, where were you when everything was turning to shit? Oh right you were gone. FUCKING NO WHERE TO BE FOUND." I yelled raising my arms to add emphasis.
"But I'm here now." He answered quietly.
"Oh, oh Michael did you here that? He's here now, how fucking god damn wonderful." I smiled. "You can leave now."
He looked disappointed and so did Michael, but honestly I didn't give a shit. I just wanted to get off my fucking swollen feet. My dad watched me for a minute then I guest reed to the door and he sighed and walked out.
"Babe..." Michael began but I didn't want to hear his shit, I have him the finger and went back to lay in bed. But that little shit followed me. " Chelsea babe you don't have to be like that he just wants to help.." I turned over to see him at the door. " oh he just wants to help how fucking continent for him." Michael rolled his eyes and shut the door.
I knew my ass wasn't going back to sleep so I got and walked to the kitchen, hungry I'm fucking starving. I felt someone behind me. Luke. I jumped before I realized it was him. " what the fuck don't you know not to scare a fucking pregnant women." He held his hands up "sorry." He mumbled.
I glared at him and went back to the fridge, when I finally found what I was looking for I turned around and he was sat at the table so I sat across from him beginning to eat. "can I have a bite." I growled as his hand came near my food.
"You're grumpy lately."
"And you're a pussy." He gave me a shocked expression.
"Oh sorry I thought we were stating the obvious." I smiled. "Pregnancy has not changed you" he said sarcastically.
"And getting laid has not changed you, oh wait that hasn't happened." He stopped speaking and I looked. "Rude." He huffed and walked away. "Where's Mikey?" I asked. "He went to Calum's, something about getting away." He yelled from the other room. "Dick" I said under my breath as I stood up.
I stood up and I felt a jolt of electricity through my body and water running down my thighs. Oh my god my fucking water broke. I slowly walked to the other room. "Luke."
"What?" He said not turning around from the TV.
"LUCAS." I screamed.
"WHAT." He yelled as he turned around and looked at me standing there looking like I wet myself. "What the fuck happened?" He said as he looked at me coming closer.
"My fucking water broke."
"What!?" He yelled. "What do I do."
"Take me to the hospital you dumb fuck."
"Oh god oh god okay." He said running out the door.
"Luke the keys and my bag."
He ran in and collected everything and we were head to hospital. I tried calling Michael. " where is he like!? He's not answering."
"I don't know he was going out with Calum."
"Going out?" I turned to him and gave him an intense look with my bright red face. "I don't know." I grabbed his arm "I swear to god, if he misses the birth of our children he will be dead. Dead I tell you." Luke began driving fast.
"Hurry up."
"I can only go so fast." He yelled pointing at the traffic in front of us. "Lucifer these children are about to pop out of my vagina, I swear to god."
"We're going were going." He said going as the cars moved. We traveled down the highway.
"OH GOD IT HURTS." I screamed as I felt the contractions getting closer. "We're here were here." Like helped me out of the car to the labor and deliver wing. "What's wrong?" The nurse asked. "She's in labor, she's in labor." Luke yelled freaking out. "Okay let's head to the room, calm down sir." She smiled calmly as like helped me walk to the room.
The doctor came in a bit after I was settled and was attached to the heart monitor and IV. "You're contractions are close, you're almost ready to push." He smiled and walked out.
I turned to Luke "if you don't find Michael, you'll be dead too."
"Okay, I'll go find him." I sat there for a moment and began to cry. He walked back over "what what's wrong?" "Don't leave, please don't leave I don't want to do this alone." I sobbed.
"Chelsea you won't."
"You know you're a great little breadstick."
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Oh my god I wrote something cause I went back to school and was procrastinating...whoops.
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