For me there's only you || Wesley Stromberg

Chapter 17 - I Got a Feeling

'Presley pov'

I woke up at 9am to Cyrus crying. I think I only slept like two hours last night. God I thought this was all just a dream, that I'd wake up and everything would be normal. Wes sat up rubbing his eyes and sighed. I got up with Cyrus in my hands. 'Good morning babe' he said standing up next to me and kissing me on the cheek. 'morning' I replied with a small smile. 'Ya think he can walk?' asked Wes. 'I don't know, let's see' I said putting him on the floor gently. He just cried and raised his hands indicating for me to pick him up. 'We'll find out later, but probably, he's like a year old' I said picking him up and carrying him downstairs. Wes followed behind me with only briefs on. 'make him some real food, if he is one he would be able to eat it' said Wes taking a seat next to Cyrus. 'he can sit up' said Wes. I made up his formula and fed him it but he held the bottle himself. I walked back over to the work top and stared out the big kitchen window.

All of a sudden I felt Wesley wrap his arms around my waist and his head rest on my shoulder. 'you know we're gonna get through this babe, like we will have to give him to an adoption centre because no one will be here to mind him when you are gone to college and hopefully I will be in the X factor' he said. 'but for some reason this mother left her child with us Wes, we can't just give him up' I argued. 'babe do you hear yourself? The mother is 14!!! She didn't leave her child with us she abandoned him!' he said. 'but what if you don't get through to the X factor?' I said regretting it. His arms loosened around me waist and I turned around to face him. 'do you not believe we can do it?' he asked annoyed. 'I didn't mean it like-' 'why don't you just drop out of college?' he said. 'that is my life Wes, I live to design and attend that college' I argued. 'WELL WHAT ABOUT ME? EMBLEM THREE IS MY LIFE, MY CAREER' he yelled at me causing Cyrus to whine. 'you're unbelievable, you know that' I said sitting beside Cyrus. 'I'm unbelievable? you're the one who wants to keep a freaking baby! the one who doubts her boyfriends dream and talent' he yelled. I didn't even reply. My phone then starts to ring.

I walk over to the worktop and go to answer it but Wes stops me. 'don't answer it' he said holding my wrist. 'you can't stop me' I snapped pulling out of his reach. I picked up the phone and it was Kela. 'hello?' I said but Wes yanked the phone out of my hand. 'Wesley!!!' I yelled trying to get the phone from him. He then flung my phone across the room causing it to break. I stared at him in horror. Cyrus started crying and Wesley looked sorry. 'I'm so sorry, Presley, I don't know wh-' 'leave it' I said picking up Cyrus and walking into the sitting room. 'shh baby its okay' I said cradling him in my arms. Eventually he stopped crying and wanted to get down so I let him. He was so cute the way he could walk. Wesley them came into the sitting room. 'Presley?' he said. 'what' I snapped. 'I'm really sorry, this is just hard for me, if you hand a girl a baby she automatically knows what to do with it, but if you're a guy like me you're clueless, babe I just think that we're not ready for a baby, especially when it's not ours' he said sitting beside me. I didn't reply, I just watcher Cyrus pick up Wes's snapback sitting on the coffee table. 'Pres?' he repeated. 'I'll buy you a new phone' he and I looked at him. 'I don't care about the phone' I said. 'then what?' he said. 'its the way you just lost it, I mean it was scary Wes' I said, he then took my hand in his. 'Presley I never want you to be scared of me cuz you know I will never hurt you' he told me. 'I know' I mumbled. 'come here' he said pulling me into his lap and cuddling me. 'I love you' he whispered kissing me on the cheek. 'can we just wait a week, to see if the mother comes back and then we'll look for adoption centres' I said. Wes sighed and squeezed me gently. 'sure babe' he said. 'I turned around so I was now straddling his hips and kissed him.

His tongue traced my bottom lip and I opened it letting him in. In no time the kiss got really heated. Our tongues wrestled for a while leading to my victory but the Cyrus decided to join us on the couch. I stopped kissing Wesley to find a smiling Cyrus staring at us. 'we have to get him clothes' said Wes. 'I have an idea, I'll be right back' I said running upstairs leaving Wes and Cyrus alone.