"Well we can name him after your dad. Your dad's name is Danny right? That'd be cute, 'Danny Crawford.'" Corey rambles, sitting down on the couch beside me.
"No, that'll remind me of my dad and make me upset. And why do you assume it's going to be a boy? And why would he have your last name?" I laugh
"Okay if it's a girl we can name her Andrea after your mom. It's going to be a boy because I want it to be a boy. And he, or she, would have my last name because I'm the daddy." (YES YOU ARE THE DADDY) He explains
"No we're not naming her after my mother." I answer, rolling my eyes.
"What why? She's nice." He says, resting his arm behind me on the top of the couch.
"Because she wanted me to get an abortion! Were you not listening or..?" I say, raising my brows at him.
"Wait what? I think you failed to mention that bit!" He sighs
"Well her and nonna and Kayla all thought it was a great idea. So now I have no family or friends because they don't want to see me and I don't want to see Kayla." I shrug, avoiding Corey's eyes. I can hear him swear and he stands up.
"Whoa, no, what're you doing?" I ask, grabbing his arm
"I just- I'm gonna call my mom." He answers, his voice a little deeper than a few minutes ago.
"And tell her?" I question
"Yes and other things. I just want to talk to her. At least we'll have my mom through this." He whispers the last part and goes to his room. That was weird. Maybe he's just overwhelmed currently. Hopefully it doesn't effect his gameplay tonight. I hear footsteps and I look over to see Alyssa coming from the hall. She goes into the kitchen for a few minutes and then sits beside me.
"So, you're pregnant?" She asks and I just laugh
"Did you hear our entire conversation?" I question and she nods, "Okay yes I'm pregnant. But don't, like, spread it around because I don't know if Corey wants our business out in the open."
"Okay I'll try not to." She agrees and I snort
"Alyssa you better try hard, I'm serious." I say
"Alright I will." She nods and I stare at her for a second, trying to see if she's being truthful or not. There's a 50/50 chance, I don't know anything about this girl. I let it go and lean back in my seat, watching whatever is on the tv.
"Can I tell you a secret, then? Since I know yours?" Alyssa chimes
"Sure, that's fair." I smile, facing her.
"I'm pregnant too." She breathes and it takes everything in me not to laugh or cry. Now she's going to want to do everything together and be best friends.
"Awe, congrats." I answer
"I'm just starting to show." She smirks, patting her stomach. I hear a door open and Brandon and Corey appear, both in their suits.
"We're gonna head to the rink." Corey states, fixing his beanie.
"Okay. Good luck." I grin and they smile back, nodding. They leave the apartment and it's just me and Alyssa. Looks like she's my only friend currently.
"I came to Chicago with a group of my friends, so I'm gonna go sightseeing and stuff with them. I'll see you later?" She stands and looks down at me, waiting for an answer.
"Yea, I'll be right here." I sigh and she smiles, leaving as well. The headache I've developed has gotten worse in the past few minutes and I lie down, watching the tv a few minutes before falling asleep.
I hear something fall in the kitchen and I sit up, squinting. It's pitch black now and I can't see anything. I gasp when someone stumbles into the living room and falls to the ground in front of me. They start crying and I realize it's Alyssa.
"Alyssa? What are you doing? My god you scared me!" I kneel down beside her and I'm engulfed in the fumes of alcohol.
"Oh my god are you drunk?!" I scream and she cries harder, "You are so fucking stupid." I grab a hold of her and pull her to her feet. She rests all her weight on me and starts to mumble something.
"You can't drink when you're pregnant. You're gonna seriously affect your baby." I answer, hoping she can understand me.
"I know." She slurs, "I-I couldn't help myself. My friends don't know I'm pregnant. I couldn't say n-no to a drink."
"So instead of telling them you got drunk?" I scoff, dragging her to Brandon's room.
"Yes." She cries, literally. I lay her down on the bed and she sniffles.
"Okay, act normal. Don't let Brandon know you're drunk. I'm assuming he knows about the baby." I say and I see her nod. I roll my eyes at her and get her a bottle of water. I sit with her for a little before I hear keys in the front door.
"Drink your water, Lyss. And act... not drunk. I'll check on you if I have a chance." She whimpers a response as I run out to greet the boys. Brandon just smiles before trotting off. Corey kisses me and touches my stomach, making my skin tingle.
"Good game? I didn't watch." I say and he laughs
"You're so supportive." He jokes, tucking a piece of my hair behind my ear, "Yes it was a good game."
"I'm sorry I fell asleep." I giggle. I follow him to his room and sit down on his bed. He strips of his clothes and hangs up his suit. He winks at me before turning off the light. I hear him come towards me and he hugs me roughly, causing me to fall onto my back. I laugh as he just holds me, his weight heavy on my side.
"What'd your mom say? About me being pregnant?" I ask, playing with his hair
"She's cool with it. Happy about it even. She's always bugging me to settle down." He chuckles
"She sounds sweet." I hum
"Oh she is, she's always supported me even when times were tough and I was away playing hockey." He says and I smile
"I'd love to meet her. Maybe I can come with you to visit sometime." I answer
"She really wants to meet you. I'll take you at Christmas." He answers
"That'll be good, I won't be spending Christmas with my family this year." I sigh, my arms falling onto the bed. Corey shifts around and I can feel his breath fanning across my face.
"I'm your family now." He whispers, kissing me passionately. My lips tingle and goosebumps rise on my skin. After a few kisses and an occasional giggle, he pulls away.
"Let's go to bed, I'm tired." He laughs. We get under the covers and his hand instantly creeps under my shirt, his fingertips dancing across my stomach. It's crazy how seriously he's taking this. There's no doubt in my mind that's he's going to treat me, actually us, good.
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Butterflies {Corey Crawford}
Fanfic"Seguin is up for Dallas. He quickly approaches the net. He fakes left... and shoots! Corey Crawford dives in the puck's direction and deflects it! It's a no goal!" "Hang on, Stan, the puck has been deflected up into the crowd... A young lady has ju...
