I Got Her Pregnant (Justin Bieber Fanfic)

Ch. 100 - Unexpected Turn

< Chapter 100: Unexpected Turn >

♥ Jamie’s POV: ♥

Blinking my eyes open, I looked to the side to see Justin sitting on a chair, his gaze focused on his phone. I sat up until my back was against the headboard.

“What time is it?” I asked him, rubbing my eyes sleepily. Upon hearing my voice, he completely ignored his phone and gained sudden interest in me.

“You’re awake,” he commented, stuffing his phone into his pocket before switching from the chair to the edge of my bed. “It’s around nine o’clock.”

“Did Ryan leave?” I asked, resting my hands on my pregnant belly as I watched Justin nod.

“We finished the walls and set up the crib.”

I scanned his eyes for a while as silence erupted between the two of us. I could hear the clock ticking, my stomach churning as the sound began to echo inside my head.

“Jamie,” he whispered, leaning his forehead on mine as our noses touched. “Are you okay?” I bit my lip, shaking my head. He took my hand in his and looked deeply into my eyes. “What’s bothering you?”

I turned my head to the side, leaning my forehead away from his and he backed away, knowing I wanted space.

“I think I should ask you the same question,” I murmured. “I just couldn’t get you off my mind while I was trying to take that nap. When I brought you guys the lemonade, I thanked you for everything you were doing for me and you kinda just switched moods. You don’t think I notice these things but I do. So…” I squeezed his hand, “What’s up with you today?”

Justin looked away, avoiding my gaze and staring at the wall next to us. His face was now lacking emotion and his eyebrows curved the way they did when he did a couple of things. Some of that included when he sings with emotion, when he begs for something, when he feels sad or is crying, and again, when he’s nervous. But that only lasted a second before they returned to normal, leaving his expression blank once again.

“Nothing,” he finally replied, his voice sounding more confident than he was probably really feeling right now. I reached up to touch his face with my free hand, caressing his cheek comfortingly.

“You can tell me anything,” I reminded him. “I promise I won’t be mad, if that’s what you’re scared of.”

“No,” he leaned away from my touch, surprising me a bit. I frowned at him, determined to get him to open up to me.

“Is this about the Megan thing?” I asked. His eyes quickly met mine as he stared at me intensely.

“What? Hell no, I’m over that and I thought you were too,” he said, and it sounded pretty honest to me.

“I am,” I confirmed. “But if it’s not that, then what? Are you getting nerves because we’re having a baby soon?”