If Only ( Joe Sugg Fanfiction) |DISCONTINUED|

Chapter 33

"Uh, I'm super happy for you, but I'll be right back. Please watch over Jane!" I said, chasing Joe. He was in my car about to pull out of the driveway. He stopped once I openned the door.

"Joeseph Graham Sugg! Are you freaking insane! What's your problem?" I said while Joe just looked out the window, putting the car back to park. I turned his head so he could face me.

"Madi, I actually don't know
," Joe said, looking into my eyes.

"Come here love," I said as he joined me on the small seat. I was sitting on Joe's lap with my legs around his waist. I pushed his hair back, so I could look him right in the eyes.

I could tell I turned him on, but this isn't the time to have "fun". We just found out that Zoe's pregnent. Joe and I just sat there, staring into each other's eyes.

"Madi, I guess I'm just really scared for Zoe. Seeing you in all that pain, giving birth to Jane scared me to death. In fact, I almost shat myself," Joe admitted, making me giggle.

"But seriously. Seeing you in pain has already hurt me enough. I don't like the feeling that now my sister has to go through what you did," Joe said with misty eyes. He was going to cry.

I crashed my lips onto Joe's. Joe put one of his hands on my cheek and the other my hip while I focussed my hands just on his smooth face. I finally broke the kiss.

"Joe, just remember that some things are worth it. I know it may be a lot of pain, but it's totally worth it. Right when I held Jane in my arms, the whole world stopped and I thought to myself all the pain was so worth it," I responded, hugging Joe this time.

"Thanks for always being the best girlfriend ever," Joe said as we hopped out of the car, turning the car off and getting the keys.

"Any time," I said as we walked back into our home.

~The Next Day~

We talked to Zoe about all the details yesterday. She already told Alfie, and he took it well. Unlike some people. I was laying in bed just thinking about life when I heard crying for what felt like the a millionth time. Jane has been crying all night.

"Your turn Joe," I groaned as Joe lifted his arms off my body and walked over to Jane's room. I heard some shuffling to the kitchen and back to Jane's room and Joe walked back in.

"Madi, I think Jane wants some milk," Joe said in his sexy morning voice, but I was way to tired. I looked at the time. It was 6:30 a.m.

"Go make make some! The stuff is in the kitchen," I said, trying to go back to sleep.

"I already tired. I think she wants your milk," Joe said as I groaned. Joe walked over to me, handing Jane over. I sighed at Joe.

"Why do I have to be the female?" I laughed/ groaned again. I breastfed Jane, and she stopped crying.

Joe was laying down beside me the whole time. He promised he would look at my boobs, but we both knew that promise was going to be broken. That little pervert.

I stood back up, rocking and singing to Jane, so she could fall back asleep. I sang Flashlight by Jessie J. Right when I got to the chorus, Joe started singing along with me, standing by my side.

"Cause your my flashlight. Your my flashlight," we sang. Jane was now asleep, and I think I was about ready to fall back asleep as well. I walked back into Jane's room, and put her in her crib. I walked back to Joe and I's room and flopped on the bed with my face on the blanket.

"Being a parent is hard," I whined/ laughed as Joe slapped my ass.

"I think it's pretty hard to be a parent if you still act like a child. Now let's get up!" Joe laughed. I just groaned at him.

"Why? It's only 7:30 a.m!" I whined once again.

"Because we have lives to live," Joe responded, pulling me out of bed. For once, it was actually warmer in London today even though we're twords the end of October. It was 88 degrees Fahrenheit (31.111 degrees Celsius).

I laid my clothes out, relieved that I don't need to wear stupid maternity clothes anymore. (I'm actually not sure how long it takes for a pregnant women's stomach to go back to its original size so yeah.) I hopped into the warm shower, washing my body while Joe watched over Jane.

Today, we were going costume and decoration shopping for Halloween and having a late baby shower.

I dried my body up and threw my clothes on. I dried my hair and it in a bun. I applied not a ton of makeup because I was way too tired to put on my regular amount of makeup.

It was now my turn to watch over Jane. I grabbed my phone and walked into Jane's room where Joe was watching Jane.

"That took so fucking long," Joe groaned still looking at his phone.

"How about you actually make eye contact me when you talk?" I laughed as quiet as I could, taking his phone from him. He looked up at me, and his eyes sparkled. I was trying to tease him. I smiled very flirtatiously, sitting on his lap.

"Calm down, we just had a baby," Joe laughed, picking me up from his lap. I giggled a bit before taking over Joe's spot while he walked out to get ready.

I scrolled through my Instagram feed, looking through edits my amazing fans make of me. Deep down, I know why I do that. It's because I was one of those fangirls, making edits of my favorite YouTubers.

I never got noticed by any of them, and that always broke my heart. That's why I try to like/ favorite all the edits I see because I know how they feel.

Right before I scrolled down once more, Jane started crying. I put my phone back down on the little couch and picked up Jane. She shat in her diaper.

I put her on the changing table thingy, and changed her dirty diaper. I was kind of used to it because I used to babysit my baby cousins in high school. They literally peed or pooped in their diaper every 10 minutes, but that was like 4 years ago.

The smell of her diaper almost made me puke, but I powered through it. Holding the diaper by the very tip of it, I threw the it away. Jane stopped crying once I put the new diaper on. I changed her clothes into a cute little dress. I absolutely loved it.

It was now 8:30 a.m, and I decided it was a good time to wake up Caspar. Carrying Jane in my arms, I walked into Caspar's room.

"Caspar, get up. We have things to do," I said, slapping Caspar's arm. He was kind of used to that now. I don't hit him hard, but just enough power to get him up.

"I don't want to get up!" Caspar complained, throwing the pillow at me. Luckily, I dodged it in time.

"Caspar! I have Jane with me you dick head," I laughed/ scolded. He finally got up and got ready. I walked out of Caspar's room and into mine and Joe's room. He was still in the shower. I laid on the bed, putting Jane over my face.

"Hello baby! How are you today gorgeous!" I said in my baby voice. We all have that awkward voice that we use on babies and puppies and other things like that.  I could here Joe laughing in the shower.

"Oh shut up!"I laughed, continuing to play with our precious little Jane.

(A/N)

HAPPY HALLOWEEN IF YOU CELEBRATE IT! Hey people! I actually wrote this one week in advance because the day I'm updating this I have a band competition. On Halloween. :| Yay. But I hope you're enjoying your day even if you don't celebrate. xxxx