Let Me Put You In The Picture: Version 1

Chapter 154

            "What d'ya mean I'm not allowed tellin' anyone?" Liam asked as he followed me to the bedroom.

"I mean you're not allowed telling anyone." I replied as I set the basket of laundry down on the bed and started folding it.

"But we've already told Noel."

"And Noel promised he'd keep it a secret. And so will you."

"I didn't promise that!" He argued.

I looked at him sternly.

"When's your doctor's appointment?" He changed the subject.

"Haven't made it yet." I said quietly.

"What d'ya mean ya haven't made it yet? You need to get started, right? So they can make sure you and the baby are gettin' what ya need."

I turned my focus to the shirt in my hand.

"D'ya want me to make it for ya?" He offered. "Seems like if I don't, it won't fuckin'-"

"I'll do it okay?" I cut him off. "Don't worry about it."

"You better. Or I will."

It rained that afternoon so I took a seat on the couch and relaxed. I'm sure Liam was happy with that.

"I felt her kick again!" He beamed as he rested his hand on my stomach while we sat together on the couch.

I rolled my eyes.

He sighed like he was thinking about something. "Have ya got a name picked out in case she's a boy?" He finally asked. "I know it's kinda pointless though. She's gonna be a girl. I'm sure of it."

"How do you know that?" I asked curiously.

"'Cuz we conceived her in the bath. And everybody knows that gurantees ya a girl. A mermaid, yeah?"

I chuckled at his logic.

"We did conceive her in the bath, didn't we?"

I shrugged.

"Well that's why ya need to go to the doctor!" He said. "Get it all sorted."

I hummed in reply.

"But what about a lad's name? Just in case. I seem to be good at makin' lads."

I leaned back in the couch and looked down at my stomach. "David Nicholas John Gallagher." I replied thoughtfully. "If he can't have him as a godfather, he'll have him as a namesake."

"No." Liam said shaking his head. "I don't like it."

"Benjamin then. Benjamin Nicholas John-"

"We're not namin' him after that prick outta Jet!"

I furrowed my eyebrows at him in disgust. "That prick is our friend." I reminded him. "And he's got a birthday coming up."

"I don't care." He replied.

"They invited us to his party."

"I don't fuckin' care! We're not goin'. I don't want ya travelin' like that while you're pregnant."

"Oh for God's sake!" I yelled.

"It's just as much my kid as it is yours!" He exclaimed. "I deserve to have a say about the name and the health of it and you're not gonna fuckin' stop me!"