Baby Daddy Trouble (Princeton Short Love Story)

Chapter 7

Baby Daddy Trouble Ch.7

Prince

"Oh God. Oh please God. I'm not ready for this." I paced around the airport waiting section. There were no current flights from New York to New Orleans. I can't miss my baby being born. I missed so many things, but I can't miss this.

I walked over to the desk to try and talk to the lady again.

"Sir, I've already told you that there are no flights to New Orleans at this time." The lady said.

"Okay, but when will the earliest flight be?" I asked, aggravated.

"Tomorrow." The lady answered after checking the computer.

"Tomorrow?! No, no, no. You don't understand. My girlfriend is about to have our baby. I can't miss my first child being born." I shook my head.

"I'm sorry, sir. But there are no flights to New Orleans today." The lady said, sympathy in her voice.

"Damnit!" I slammed my hand on the desk and walked away. I'm just losing my cool.

"Prince, calm down." Ray patted my back.

"I can't, Ray. I can't miss my baby being bought into the world." I said as started pacing again. I called Angel to see how she was doing.

"Hello?" She answered. She sounded like she was in so much pain.

"Baby, are you okay?" I asked.

"No, it hurts so much." She said and I could hear the tears in her voice. "When are you coming?"

"Baby, there aren't any flights to New Orleans from New York. There won't be any flights until tomorrow." I told her. I can't lie and say I'm on my way when I'm not.

"Tomorrow?" Angel asked.

"I'm so sorry." I whispered. I heard Angel tell whoever that I couldn't get a flight.

I heard people talking loudly, camera's flashing, and running coming our way. I saw the first daughters, Malia and Sasha. Malia and Sasha. Malia. And. Sasha.

"Malia! Sasha!" I shouted. I jumped up and ran after them, screaming their names. They turned to see me.

"Daddy, stop. It's Princeton." Malia said. The two girls stopped to hug me.

"Hello Princeton. It's so good to see you. What are you boys doing here? I thought you had an interview?" Sasha asked.

"Jacob? Hello? Jacob?" Angel asked.

"We were, but my..my," I sighed and rubbed my face. "My girlfriend is going into labor and we need to get to New Orleans, but the earliest flight is tomorrow. I'm on the phone with her now."

"Daddy is there something we can do to help them?" Malia and Sasha asked President Obama.

"Of course we can help them. Come on, boys. Come on to Air Force One with us. New Orleans is on our way." President Obama smiled.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you so much." I shook his hand. Keisha, Ray, Walter, Kenneth, Roc, and Prod came running over to us.

"Angel? Angel?" I asked into my phone as I grabbed my bags from Ray and followed everyone.

"Jacob, what's going on?" Angel asked.

"You will not believe who's giving me a ride to New Orleans on their airplane." I said as we went to the boarding area for Air Force One.

"Who? Ciara? Beyonce?" Angel laughed. I heard some people laughing in the background.

"President Obama and his family." I said as I sat down next to Keisha.