A/N Sorry about me never updating. School is driving me crazy. Hopefully, I'll be able to update this week. So as I said before, there's alot of drama coming. This chapter is a filler though. So, the upcoming ones will be better. Hope you still like it. Did you guys see waves?! Trevor is AMAZING!!
James pov
I can't believe I'm having a little girl. I honestly couldn't be happier. The thought of having a family with the girl of my dreams is just incredible.
I dropped her off at her house 3 hours ago. Right now I'm just in my pj's on my bed, when I get a text.
Hey, babe.
Riley is so adorable.
Hi, princess.
So I was thinking..
And?
We should tell our parents about our baby.
I'm down. When?
Tomorrow. I just don't know how.
How about we have dinner at mine? We can drop the bomb then, princess.
Great idea, handsome.
"James! Girls! Dinner!" My mom yells from downstairs. I groan.
My mom wants me for dinner :(. Talk to you later, beautiful.
Ok, baby. Bye!
I smiled at the last text and went down for dinner.
Riley pov
I put my phone in the charger and go down to the kitchen.
"Mom, when's dinner?" I ask.
"30 minutes, honey." She replies. I nod and walk away, into the living room. I flop down on the couch.
"Hey, Ri." Dad greets.
"Hi."
"Can I ask for a favor?"
"Sure."
"Emily hasn't been her usual self," He starts. I sigh. "Can you please go and talk to her. I know its because of the so called 'dance drama'."
"Dad, I-"
"Please, Ri. For me."
"Ugh. Okay." I finally agree. I get up and walk up the stairs.
"Thank you!" Dad calls.
I walk up to Emily's door. I hesitate, but finally swing the door open. Her face lights up. I walk into her red bedroom. She motions for me to sit next to her on her bed. I sit down. You can feel the tension in the air.
"Riley, I'm so sorry. You know I didn't mean what I said. And I will happily support you all the way." She exclaims. I can't help but smile at her babbling.
"Em, it's okay. You need a sister and I do too. So how about we be there for eachother?" I suggest. She smiles, tears in her eyes.
"Yes. I can't imagine losing you." She whispers.
"Me niether." I say.
"So, any news about the baby." She places a hand on my non-existing bump.
"Yeah, it's a girl."
"That's amazing! When are you going to tell mom and dad?"
"Tomorrow. James wants us over for dinner."
