-"You what?" Liam growled through gritted teeth. Shit shit shit, stupid big mouth, I've ruined everything!
-"I g-got into s-school." I know that Liam is trying his absolute best to be as calm as he can but he is really scaring me.
-"So you're saying you went behind my back when I asked you not to and went to go inroll into a SCHOOL?!"
-"Liam-"
-"YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT I SAT IN THAT LIVING ROOM INTOXICATING MYSELF BECAUSE I FELT BAD?! He yelled, motioning his hand toward the living room when he was talking. "I thought I lost my girlfriend and my son." He whispered with his head down.
We stood in silence for what felt like hours. Liam was looking down at his plate and I was staring at the floor like it was the most amazing thing in the world. I hate what I've done to him. I hate the way I feel because of doing this to him. I hate this. I hate everything.
-"I'm sorry." Was all I managed to choke out before bursting into tears and running out the door.
Luckily I had the car keys handy. I sat in the car and drove about two blocks down the street. Just enough distance away from our house. If I can even call it that anymore.
I took a minute to take in my surroundings. I had stopped in front of a park. It was nice out today so there were so many cute little kids running around and playing without a care in the world. So cute, so innocent, so carefree...and then I lost it.
A waterfall of tears came flooding out of my big brown eyes. My baby is going to have a pop star dad who will always be traveling around the world and we won't even know where he is, and an emotional wreck of a mother. What a life it will have...and then the most unexpected thing happened.
I felt a puddle of "wet" form from underneath me. My water just broke. Oh shit.
I don't even know how to explain what is going through my head right now. A baby! I'm having an actual baby and no body is around to help me. I'm panicking so badly right now.
Oh no my first contraction-"OWWW!"
"Okay, okay breathe you can do this Noelle." I kept telling myself, but to be honest I don't think I can.
Sitting there in pain for a few minutes my brain finally registered what was happening. The first thing I did was grab my phone and try to call Liam, he is the father after all.
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No answer. Dammit Liam! Why can't you just-"OH MY GOD, OUCH!"
The pain is taking over.
Forgetting about him I turned the car ignition on and began to drive to the hospital.
The traffic is terrible. Cars upon cars are piled up behind the traffic lights which are shining red.
The pain is becoming so unbearable that I can't take it anymore, I have to pull over, I turn my indicator on and pull over on the side of the road just in time for another painful contraction.
I clutched one hand to the steering wheel and other to my belly. This can't be happening now, it can't be. I've had it!
*knock knock*
I jump in fright but calm down when I realise who was at the window and rolled it down.
-"Noelle you look a mess! What's happened?"
