best friends brother // joe sugg

thirteen

2/5 - saturday

Joe's POV (This is the last chapter but in Joe's POV)

My alarm went off at 10:30am, buzzing out the radio. The sun outside shines brightly through the window and I flinch at the sudden light.

The apartment is already warm, indicating that Caspar had already been up and gone out. There's coffee left in the coffee machine so I pour myself a cup. It's at this point I notice a note left.

Joe,

I had to run out and do some errands but good luck for today, sorry I couldn't tag along.

Caspar :)

I had told Caspar about the appointment as soon as Lydia had told me, offering for him to come for moral support. He had kindly declined, insisting that it should be special, just for family.

I laughed lightly, sticking the note on the fridge before getting dressed.

It's 11:24am when I arrive at the doctors. There's very little cars there when I arrive, and not one of them is Zoe's or Lydia's. But the pair arrive not long after me. Lydia's face reflects the nerves I feel inside.

The reception was warm, and had a kind feel to it. I stood back as the girls talked to receptionist.

(Fast forward to when they're in the room because you know what happened.)

The room's smaller, the four of us barely fitting in the room with the equipment. I sit down next to Zoe in the chairs as Lydia lies down on the bed. The nurse shuffles around, her curls bouncing around, before sitting on the seat opposite me. My heart starts thudding as she squeezes the gel on Lydia's belly. I grab her hand softly as the nurse pushes the device over her belly, finally landing on two dots.

"Were you aware that you're having twins?" My grip on Lydia's hand tightens and she rubs her thumb along my hand, but everything else said after that goes past me.

Twins, we're having twins. I knew I should have just asked her out like a normal person. I can't look after one kid, let alone two. We're only eighteen. Definitely not old enough to be parents, and definitely not old enough to parents to twins!

I pull my hand out of Lydia's grip as she pulls her top down. As she stands up, she tries rubbing my shoulder in comfort but I jerk it away. I follow the three out into the reception, then outside, mind still far away. Lydia drags me off to the side almost as soon as I step outside the door.

"What's your problem, Joe?"

"Nothing, Lydia. I'm fine," I try to sound very dismissive, not wanting to say something that I'll regret.

"No, you're not, Joe, I know you."

"Fine! You know what the problem is? I didn't sign up for this! Twins?!" There's the thing that I didn't want to say. If looks could kill then I would be dead by now.

"You signed up for this the moment we slept together. It's not my fault it's twins, maybe you should have used a condom!"

"So it's my fault you're knocked up?"

"That is not what I was saying! I'm just saying don't blame me for the fact that I'm pregnant with twins. I couldn't help it! If I could go back and erase that night then I would because 1.) We wouldn't be in this mess and 2.) I'd still be happy."

"So, what you're saying is that you're not happy with me?" What a stupid question.

"We aren't even together, Joe, we're just tied together because of the babies. Be honest, if we had both been sober that night, would you have kissed me?" I try to find the right words to say, not to make her hate me, but I think it's too late so instead I stay silent. "Didn't think so," She rolls her eyes before walking towards Zoe's car. I take one more glance at Zoe and Lydia before walking to my car.

Once I get home, I walk inside and slam the door, trying to let off some steam. This startles Caspar who's sitting on the couch watching TV. He rushes towards me, worry clear in his eyes.

"Are you okay, Joe?" I scoff and sit down at the bar stool.

"She's pregnant Caspar! With twins!" I laugh a humourless laugh.

"Two babies isn't that bad, right?"

"Two babies with two parents who aren't even togther, who live separately, who's only money comes off making videos? If you didn't notice, Caspar, we aren't exactly role model parents! And I'm only eighteen, I can't handle this!"

"Did you tell Lydia this?"

"Some of it..."

"You're a fucking idiot, Joe. You told Lydia that YOU can't handle having kids and SHE'S the one who has to carry the weight of your guys mistake, literally. She's handling this better than you and she's the one who has to push them out her! Suck it up, Joseph! We get it, you're going to be a teen dad, boo hoo. You need to apologise to Lydia for what ever you did, I don't care if she's in the wrong, she doesn't deserve the stress you've bound to put on her. Did you know you're most likely to lose the baby in the early weeks, and stress doesn't help so you have to apologise," With nothing to say, I just nod, all of a sudden feeling extremely guilty. I sulk off to my room, feeling extremely disappointed in myself and the way I reacted.