Finally Famous

13.

Lexi...

"Oh my god, get out!" I yelled at Fetty.

I was taking three pregnancy tests to see if I was pregnant or not and he kept peeking in to see if the tests were positive or negative.

"I'm jus' tryna-"

I heavily sighed while I set the timer on my phone for the first test I'd just taken. "I know you're eager to know, but I kind of want some privacy right now." I sat my phone on the sink. "Go talk to Aydin or something." I laughed as I opened up the next test.

"Well-"

"Get out!" I laughed and threw the empty pregnancy test box at him.

.....

"Yep." I sighed to myself, turning the light off in the bathroom and walking out with all three tests. "I'm too nervous to see what they say."

I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where Fetty was. "Where's Aydin."

Fetty danced around a bit as he made a sandwich. "Just laid down for his nap." He replied.

"Okay." I flashed the tests. "The results are in." I walked around the kitchen island to where he was. "I didn't want to look for myself."

He wiped his hands on his shirt, earning a frown from me. Then, he glanced at the tests. "What a plus sign mean?" He questioned.

I gasped and covered my mouth. "Oh my god, Will."

"What?" He gave them back to me.

"I'm pregnant!" I yelled, waving my hands around. "We're having another baby!"

He dropped his sandwich back onto his plate and blinked a couple of times. "W-what?" He stuttered.

"I'm pregnant." I repeated in a slower tone.

His eyes fell to my stomach and then looked back up at me. "Oh shit!" He yelled before picking me up. "We havin' a baby!"

I giggled uncontrollably before I grabbed the sides of his face and kissed him. "I love you so much." I laughed against his lips.

"I love you more, ma." He smiled against my lips.

I slightly pulled back. "So, what does this mean?"

"What does what mean?" He asked, placing me on the counter and going to finish his sandwich.

"What are we?" I quietly asked.

"I thought you was my girl again." He shrugged.

"I want you to be mine again baby." I sang. "I know my lifestyle is driving you crazy. But, I cannot see myself without you."

I smirked and blew him a kiss. "Aw, that's cute." I jumped down from my spot on the counter. "So I'm your girlfriend again?" I questioned, leaning up against the counter.

"Hell yeah. You 'bout to be wifey in a minute." His mouth was full.

I laughed. "Don't talk with your mouth full, baby." I went to the refrigerator to get something to snack on.

My phone began to ring on the counter.

"Can you get that for me?" I asked. I needed to grab a spoon for my cup of pineapples.

Pineapples are my life.

He nodded and put his plate into the sink. "Wassuh Pops?" He smiled.

Apparently, my daddy was calling on FaceTime.

"Hmm, so I take it you two have patched things up?" He guessed.

I hugged Fetty from behind and replied, "Yes, daddy. We started out as friends and I eventually moved back in with him." I briefly explained, going to stand in front of Fetty.

Then, he wrapped his arms around my waist.

He nodded his head. "I'm happy to see you're happy again." He responded. "Because I never really liked that Chris boy."

I instantly tensed up. Fetty rubbed my arm.

"I ain't like his ass eitha'." He mumbled. "If I see that nigga, on my life I'm beatin' his ass."

"Will, shut up." I quietly told him. "But daddy, what have you been up to?" I changed the subject.

"I've been thinking about planning a little trip to New Jersey around February when I have time off." He smirked.

"Oh gosh, you're not bringing mom are you?" I whined.

He heavily sighed and sat back in his chair. "You two should attempt to talk about-"

"I'm perfectly fine with the situation." I moved a stray curl out of my face. "My own mom, the woman that held me in her womb for nine months, and gave birth to me hates me." I flashed a smile. "She's the root to my trust issues in life but I guess I'll be fine." I sighed.

Fetty moved and sat on a stool next to me, checking his notifications on his phone.

"I don't want to talk about her. It's quite depressing." I perked up. "So about this trip. You say February, right?" I assured.

"Yes ma'am." He chuckled. "But, I hope you knew I'll be bringing your mother."

"I'd love it if you didn't." I began to pout, poking my bottom lip out.

"She's my wife!" He laughed.

"So." I argued.

"Lexington." He sternly said.

"Okay, okay."

I could hear Fetty snickering beside me, so I hit his arm.

"Daddy, guess what?"

"What princess?"

"I'm pregnant again!" I happily informed, kicking my legs a bit.

"Really? Congratulations to you and Will." He said. "Do you know how far along?"

"I'd have to say about a month." I responded.

I heard Aydin calling my name from upstairs.

"Daddy, I gotta go-"

"Nah, let me see the phone." Fetty cut me off and took my phone.

"Um, okay?" I nervously smiled. "Bye, daddy. I love you." I waved.

"Love you too, princess."