All because of you... [Sam Bettley fan fiction]

Chapter Thirty-Three

Sunday 15th May

6PM

(Hazel POV)

"For fuck sake, why can't anything go right?!" Sam yelled. 

"Shhh, Sam! I know we both like swearing, but don't do it already in front of our child. I don't want her picking up terrible habbits from a young age." I hissed, slowly getting out of the car. 

Sam had just picked me and Danielle up from the hospital. The first time Danielle would be in our house, which we now both lived in happily, and it would be the first time back for me for the first time in around four months. 

Sam said that he'd paid money for some decorators to come in and make the house look less like a men's home and more like a family home. He said it was such a bad job they'd done, it was improved. 

He was yelling because he'd almost forgot Danielle in the car, he was angrier lately, and I didn't understand why. 

"Yeah, whatever, sorry." Sam muttered, now walking around to Danielle's car seat to get her out. "I was out here anyway, she wouldn't understand if she'd heard." 

"Sam, I don't give a sh-" I stopped myself, before I became a total hypocrite. "Ship. I don't give a ship if she wasn't right next to you. Just give it a rest." 

"Ship? Really?" Sam sniggered at me, now holding Danielle gentley. 

I rolled my eyes at him. "Yes Sam, ship. Stop being a uranus, minus the 'ur' part." 

Sam chuckled a shook his head, now walking to the front door with me and Danielle, that was a good sign that Sam took it lightly. Hopefully he was realizing that he was becoming a dick and he needed to stop. 

**

We finally got inside, it looked a little different, they'd just added a few more photographs of us together and the baby scan photos. I smiled at the sneaky little picture Sam had snapped of Danielle asleep the other day, it was adorable. 

Sam walked upstairs, and I followed closely behind, trying not to fall down or go too fast, I was still healing from giving birth, it was fucking painful.

"Be careful Haze, don't wanna have to go back to that fu-" 

"Ah! No swearing, and I heard you loud and clear enough. I will be careful, I don't wanna go back either." I butted in quickly before Sam would swear. 

Sam turned and grinned at me, but I really wasn't paying much attention to him, I was just trying not to die. 

When we finally reached the top of the stairs, I was a little shocked, they'd changed it up here quite a bit, instead of grey carpet, they now had light wooden laminated floorboards.

They'd changed the wallpaper from just plain black, to a navy blue with white flowers, and the bedroom doors had been re-painted white.

"This is lovely." I complimented. 

"I know! I told you that they did a good job on it." Sam replied, now heading to the far room which used to be a room with just a bass, amp and chair. 

We headed inside, and I couldn't help but gasp in delight, it was a beautiful baby room. 

The walls where lilac with little teddy bears holding balloons spread out across, the floor was the same as on the landing. 

In the far right there was a baby monitor on top of a dresser, which also had the baby's changing equipment on top, with all the correct powders etc. The drawers had baby clothes in them, baby essentials and more. 

Then next to the window, there was a rocking cot which was white, inside it had cream coloured sheets and a tiny little pillow. Above was the moon and starts hanging from the ceiling with smiley faces on them. 

Then just behind the door was a mat with a net, which Danielle could play in, it had toys and teddy bears inside. 

I turned to Sam, probably blushing and smiling. "This is so adorable."

Sam chuckled, now in the middle of changing Danielle. "I know. They didn't know what colour the walls should be, so they did that on Tuesday night, everything else was done about a week before." 

I laughed lightly. Then Sam turned again. "Oh, by the way, our room is being decorated in about a month, just as a little treat. But we can both pick that." 

I jumped up and down in excitement, but stopped, remembering that the pain was too much to take. "Fucking hell." I gasped, holding my stomach.

"Aha!" Sam said, turning dramatically and pointing toward me. "Don't swear infront of the baby Sam, she'll pick up bad habbits, and we don't want that." Sam mocked me in a feminine voice.

"Oh, ha ha Sam. You weren't the one who had to give birth to a blooming human being from your private area." I said. 

Sam crinkled his nose up and squeezed his face together, like he'd just ate a lemon or sour sweet. "Eww. Now that wouldn't be nice, and it'd hurt like hell." 

"Exactly!" I said, now heading towards the door as Sam placed Danielle into bed. 

I headed onto the landing and opened the door to our bedroom, slowly walking in. 

"Oh fuck!" I heard Sam gasp loudly. "Hazel, don't go into our room yet!" 

"Sam." I said turning my head slightly. "What did I tell you about swearing infront of the ba-" 

I stopped completely, frozen on the spot, as I looked at bed. It wasn't empty, a female was asleep, half naked, she groaned and opened her eyes, looking up towards the bedroom door, freezing as she saw me. 

Sam's ex girlfriend was in our bed, half naked, and looking back at me really shocked. 

I felt the tears welling in my eyes, how could Sam do this to me? When I'd just had our fucking baby! 

I heard running behind me, then Sam stood, frowning at me. 

"Look, Hazel, it's not what you think.." He said to me. 

"Yes it fucking is. Look, I can fucking see you know. I have eyes!" I shouted, cutting him off.

I turned and pushed past Sam, walking down the stairs and heading out of the front door.