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

Chapter 30

Gwen's P.O.V

The next day, I didn't assist school, which was good. Facing all those people is not something I really wanted to do at the moment; but I know I'll have to do it in some point. I just wish I didn't have to. . .

I stayed half of the morning in bed, staring at the ceiling. I grabbed my phone and scrolled down through twitter, just to kill time. I saw some videos of Nash on Youtube, and he is indeed pretty funny, so are his friends. Plus they all are good looking. No wonder every girl die for them. . .And that Shawn Mendes guy has a beautiful voice, I kinda like it. Well, I like it a lot. I've been I don't know how long here in bed, and I've listened to his songs like a million times; they're very catchy and his voice is very melodic.

When I gained strength to get out of bed, I placed my phone on top of my nightstand, and rubbed at my sleepy eyes. I yawned and then walked to the bathroom. Once I finished, I untangled my hair and decided to let it loose. I put on a very loose pastel pink dress, and wanted to look nice, so I applied light make up. Once done, I walked to my bedroom and grabbed my phone, to text Dani and see how's everything. Then I walked downstairs with a roaring stomach.

I just need coffee. . .I needed some caffeine to get through the day. So the first thing I did once I reached the kitchen was making myself some delicious coffee. While turning on the coffee machine, I saw one of the many notes of my parents saying they went to work. I shrugged it off, I was used to it, but my mom told me they would make some time in their tight agenda to spend time with us a.k.a their children. But I understand that their job is making them truly busy, and thanks to them, we have a proper house, food on our plates, and a roof on top of our heads. I will always love them, no matter their jobs. My mom is a reporter, and my dad is a doctor.

When my coffee was ready I took a sip and instantly felt much better. I ate some pancakes and then sat down at the kitchen table, sipping on my coffee, until something caught my attention. . .It was a pamphlet? I placed my coffe mug down and then grabbed the piece of paper.

"MooseHeart, Chicago's most prestigious Maternity Home for Teen Moms"

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion as I started reading what's inside. To say I was shocked was the biggest understatement of my entire life. A maternity home? For teen moms? I didn't had to be so smart to know they referred to me. They want to send me away to Chicago?

What. The. Hell!?

I don't how I feel right now. . .I feel sad, angry, heavyhearted, I want to puke, I want to punch someone in the face. And I can't ask my brother about this since he's in College right now. I just want to get out of here, I feel like this walls are closing in on me. I stood up from the chair, finished my coffee, put my empty plate and coffee mug in the sink , and then went upstairs quickly to brush my teeth. Once done, I went downstairs and put a note in the fridge saying 'I need fresh air'. I grabbed my purse and then, I was out the door, not once looking back. I knew where I wanted to go, and if my parents or Alec figure it out, I'm sure they would ground me for life.

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I checked Nash's address once more on my phone, and stood outside a very decent looking appartment. It was all painted in white, with huge windows, and a big terrace, with different plants and flowers in each one. I asked the receptionist about Nash Grier. She called the residence and I waited patiently. I put a strand of hair behind my ear, she smiled politely at me and told me I can go up.