Forced to have the players kid: sequel (fanfic)

New York Experience

Landing in a packed airport we were all hungry and tired, especially me. After getting our bags we get in a cab (surprisingly fast). In the cab I get a contraction "Hey, hey, hey! don't no one mess up my leather seats!" yells the cab driver, "Oh, she's just pregnant" says my aunt as I lean on her and put my feet on Josh while I work through the pain. "Hey nobody's having no babies in my cab" He yells again "Hey, don't talk to her like that" Josh gets defensive. I nudge him with my elbow and before we know it we arrive at a large apartment building. It was twenty floors high my aunt informs me. We got into the elevator "What floor?" I ask Stephanie, she steps in front of me and presses the button with the number eighteen on it. When she sees my reaction she says, "I didn't choose to live up so high."

After a few minutes we got to the eighteenth floor and exited the elevator. She lead us to room 18B and unlocked the door, "make yourself at home." she waited for us to come in and then closed the door behind her. She showed us to where we would be staying. I hung up my baby calendar, 'It's the seventeenth today' I said to myself checking the clock, it was three-thirty. Josh unpacked our stuff well I lay on the bed, before I knew it I fell asleep, before I knew it I was waken up by him "You're aunt made dinner, it's seven-thirty" he said. I got up straightening my hair with my hands a bit. Walking into the kitchen I saw a platter of spaghetti in the middle of a table, there were three other empty plates in front of chairs. Sitting down Josh served us all some spaghetti. It was Delicious. I'm grateful for what I have.

Author's Note

Hey guys, I know it's a short chapter but I'm planning on writing two chapters this week. Comment and vote if you ENJOY!

Have a great day!!!!!!!

-Turtle Blue