Pregnant With The Bad Boys Kid

Chapter 13

     Channing's POV
"Man, I can't believe you got her pregnant," my boy Isaiah says.

I smirk. "I know. She's so distracted by all this baby bullshit, I can get by with anything. It's all under the radar."

"Damn. So she don't even know about Jacky?"

"Nah. Nothing. I can't have sex with Alli right now; and you know me. Gotta get some when I want it." I laugh.

I'm not gonna sit here and say I'm ashamed. I ain't. I got thrown into this mess because pulling out didn't work. I wasn't gonna tell her to kill the baby off when it was my fault. But, shit, man. A guy goes through withdrawals. I went from getting some every day from about three different chicks, to,"No, I'm pregnant. I can't. It would affect the baby." Being tied down to one chick ain't how I roll. She should know that.

"You told her you'd be loyal, though. How does that work?" Drake says in between bites.

"I'm just trying to comfort her, man. Trying to be the man in her life. I do want the kid, and it's my responsibility. But for now, until the baby gets here, I ain't gotta worry about shit," I lean back in my chair and look out. "Alli was just another piece. I love her because of the baby she's carrying."

"Well, whatever. It's your shit. We gonna party tonight or what?" Isaiah breaks out into a goofy smile.

"Is that even a question? Let's bounce."

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The party we get to is bumping. I got Jacky on my arm, and my boys got their chicks backing them. There's about 100 people crowding in this big ass mansion. Hot chicks. Big jocks. You name it.

"Jacky, babe. Go get me a beer," I say in her ear.

She winks at me, and goes off to retrieve a beer for me. Her posse follows.

Isaiah is inspecting the crowd. Seeing what's up. The music is blaring, and people are swarming around us. A few bangin bodies flow passed me, and I'm scouting.

"Bro, there's so many options," Drake says.

He's right. There's already a few girls coming our way. I turn on the charm, and tighten up my muscles. Chicks dig that.

"Hey, boys. My friends and I were wondering if you would like to take shots with us?"

"We're game for that." I smirk.

It's about to be a wild ride.

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Alli's POV.

I woke up to my phone chiming. Not once, but three times. I check my phone and there's three messages from my older brother Ayden.

"What is going on?" I mumbled to myself.

In the text messages, there were pictures. Very blurry pictures. I opened them, confused, and my heart skipped a beat.

Channing was sitting on a couch, with two very sleezy girls in his lap. One girl was posing like she modeled for Victoria's Secret, and the other was kissing his cheek. His hands were on their backsides.

"Avery!!! Avery, come here!" I shrieked.

She barged into my room, her eyes practically bugging out of her head. "What, what? What is it?"

I slid my phone across my bed, giving her the go ahead to look at it. When she picked it up, her eyes squinted. Focused. Widened.

"Holy shit. That's Channing."

I tilted my head. "No, way?"

"Okay, sorry. Did you know he was there?" She scrolled through the pictures.

"No, I didn't. Ayden just sent them to me. What do I do?" I groaned.

She sat quietly for a moment. Eyebrows almost touching from mass concentration.

"I've got it. Can you hide the baby belly in any way?"

"Yeah, it's pretty small... Why?" I looked at her from the corners of my eyes. She's scheming something good.

"We're changing our appearance, and we're going out."