Afraid to Love

Chapter 41

Authors Note; i am so sorry that I haven't uploaded in a while! I've been really busy and I haven't had time. I'll try to update more often(: I'm even thinking about doing a sequel to this.

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Chapter 41;

*Makenzies POV*

•3 months later•

"Carson!!" I looked frantically around my bedroom as I laid in my bed. I was in pain and I felt something weird. It felt like my water broke but I wasn't sure. "Carson!"

Carson busted through the door and hurried over to me with Alec and Bentley by his side. He knelt down by me, and caressed my forehead with his hand gently. His hands were cold and they felt nice against my sweaty forehead.

"Makenzie? What is it?" he asked, having a scared look in his eyes.

I looked him dead in the eyes and grunted. "The baby's coming.."

"What?! Now? Can't you hold it in?!"

"Carson, I need to get to the hospital... Right now!"

Alec, Bentley, and Carson all helped me off the bed as I held my ballooned stomach tightly. I wasn't giving birth here. Not in my own bedroom. I could hold on until I got to the hospital, right?

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*Carsons POV*

I was sitting in the waiting room of the hospital as Makenzie went immediately into the labor rooms. They wouldn't allow me back there to see her because she was giving birth. I put up a fight with them because I wanted to be with her, and my son... Son. I can't believe I actually have a son.

I was pacing around the room, and it made Alec and Bentley nervous. They kept telling me to calm down and I would jus wave them off. They didn't know the stress I was going through. I was scratching at my wrists, and pulling at my hair. I couldn't take it. I had to know she was okay.

I was just about to walk into the back without telling anyone, but the doctor soon came out. He smiled at me, and gestured for me to come back. I gulped. I walked back with him down this dark, long hallway, until we stopped at room 63. He opened the door for me, and I sucked in a breath.

As I walked in, I saw Makenzie crying tears of joy as she held our son in her arms. I wanted to break down right then and there. I felt my legs start to give in as I neared her bed. I had to grip the bars of the bed for support, as I looked down at my son.

"He's so beautiful..." Makenzie whispered, rubbing our sons head.

He had his big blue eyes open, and they looked beautiful. They reminded me of someone. Reminded me of someone I didn't want to remember. Not at this moment. I shook off the thought and knelt down to kiss Makenzies head.

"What shall we name him?" she asked me.

I looked at her in surprise. "You haven't named him yet?"

"No... I wanted you here before I named him. I still don't know what to call him,"

I thought about it for a while. I haven't thought of baby names either but there was this one I really liked. I looked at my son, and smiled.

"Chase Matthew,"

"Chase Matthew Taylor... I like it," she grinned at me, and handed me the baby.

I didn't know how to hold a baby. I never have before. I was holding all awkwardly with my elbows all the way out and with my arms no where near my chest. Makenzie laughed at me and showed me how. I cradled my baby in my arms, not wanting to let him go. I looked at his face, and began to tear up.