It's your Baby (A Nash Grier Fanfic) | COMPLETED

Chapter 09

|The Next Day|

"Are you serious!?" Dani gasped as I was telling her what happened with Nash showing at my door. I walked towards my full length mirror and stared at my reflection. I already feel fat, and my bump has grown just one bit.

I touched at my stomach and let go a heavy sigh. "Yup" I simply said.

"Wow. Nash really wants to get killed" she chuckled. "He should come to your house more often"

"Umm. I don't think so. . .I just want him to disappear. He keeps insisting that we should talk, but that's not what I want. I don't even know what I will do with this baby, neither how to tell my parents. Having Nash just complicates everything"

"But don't you think that you guys should talk? I mean, he is the father after all. . ."

"Please, don't defend him" I said.

"I'm not defending him, G. I'm just saying that you know what is the right thing to do. You just don't want to face him"

And as always. . .Best friends are right.

"Yeah, but what happens if—" I was cut off by something hitting my window. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. I told Dani I would call her later and then hung up. I walked towards my window and opened it slowly.

"Hi there mommy" it was Nash. He was grinning while putting his magazine on his lap. He was sitting on a lawn chair putting his hands behind his head.

"W-what, you, wait. . .What!?" I couldn't form a coherent sentence.

"I told you we need to talk" he said.

"If you don't leave, I will call the cops. . .You're in my property!" I said.

"Nha-ah-ah. . .I am near your property, sweetheart. After that line where your house is. . .I am basically in the middle of the pavement. You can't arrest me for this" he said making me speechless.

"You are such a—"

"Genius? Yeah, no need to tell me that, babe" he said smugly. I let go an exasperated sigh and closed my window a little too harshly. That jerk! How dare he!? After everything he did yesterday. . .Ugh.

I stomped my way downstairs, earning glances from my family that were sitting in the living room. I opened my front door and walked towards that idiot we know as Nash freaking Grier. He was there sitting, with a cocky expression. His long hair was pulled back with a red headbang, he was wearing a blue t-shirt, and grey sweat pants.

"Miss me?" he asked. "I did miss you, babe" he said with a pout.

"I didn't miss you. . .In fact, I just want to kill you" I said raising my voice. "How dare you coming again, when we told you not to. My parents are inside and they don't know about—" I trailed off. "You know. . ."

"Aww. It breaks my heart" he said placing his hands on his chest.

"You can't break something that you don't have" I said and crossed my arms across my chest.

His hands fell to the side and his smug face was replaced with regret. "I'm sorry. . ." he said as he scratched the back of his head. "I'm sorry you're going through this. It is my fault, and that's why I'm here. . .I'm trying to take responsability for what I've done to you. You don't deserve this"

That made me stay quiet for what seemed like forever. I sensed sincerity in his voice, but these days. . .You never know. I also thought he was a nice guy when we met; and looked where all of this lead us to. He was waiting for my respond, patiently standing there.