Fantasy Boy (A Luke Hemmings Fanfiction)

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-Taylor POV-
The sun shone in my eyes waking me up. The events of last night came crashing back at me. Luke. His wedding. The party. I picked up the empty liquor bottles next to me and walked back to the cabin. I went to the bathroom and grabbed two Aleve.

I sat at the kitchen table. I know I couldn't find out here forever. I would have to go home sooner or later. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket. Hundreds of missed calls, voicemails and, text messages. I put my phone in my pocket and prepared for my journey home.

-Jessica POV-
"Mariyah." I said waking her up. "Mariyah get up." She woke up. "Emma made breakfast so we can get going." She nodded her head and got out of bed. She went to the bathroom and I went back up stairs. "Mariyah is coming."

"So what's the plan?" Michael asked Ashton. "Go back to all the places we already been?"

"Pretty much." He took a bite of his food. "Maybe we missed something last night."

I went over and sat by Mya. "Did you call again?" She nodded her head. "Still nothing." She nodded her head again.

"I don't know where she could be." I sighed.

"I don't know why you guys are so worried." Lindsey stated stuffing her mouth. "She knows what she doing."

"Lindsey you don't understand do you? She not okay." My hand started to shake. "She not okay." I repeated.

"Then she should be in a mental hospital." At that moment I lost it. I jumped over Mya and slapped Lindsey. "What the hell?!"

"Don't you ever say that again." Calum grabbed me. "Mariyah isn't the only one that going to be your ass pregnant or not." Lindsey looked at me with a shocked expression.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Mariyah asked from the side of me. "Are you too damn evil to have a fucking heart?"

Lindsey looked from her to me. "Excuse me." She left the room.

I shook my head. "This is too much."

"It going to be fine." Mya said comforting me. "We're all going to be fine." I leaned my head on her shoulder.

In the mix of the commotion we didn't hear the strong door open. "What the hell is going on here?"

"Taylor." I ran to her and pulled her into a hug. "Where have you been?"

"I had to clear my head. What the hell happen."

"We were going to go find you." Shawn interjected. "We were worried."

"I'm fine everybody can go home." She started towards the basement.

"Taylor Riley Anderson!" Janet yelled coming into the kitchen. "Where the hell have you been?!"

"Maybe we should go." We all grabbed our stuff and left.

-Taylor POV-
"So where the hell have you been?" My mom asked again when everyone left.

I sighed. "I had to clear my head."

"You can't just leave. Do you know how worried we were?"

"I'm sorry mom."

"No I don't think you under-" My mom inhaled deeply. "Stand how worried were."

"Are you okay?" I asked concerned.

"Fine." She took another deep breath. "What was I saying?"

"Mom I think you're in labor."

She shook her head. "I still have another 3 weeks."

"Mark!" I screamed. "Mom I think you're in labor. We need to get to the hospital now." She nodded her head.

Mark walked in. "I heard my name."

"Its time." He gave my mom a confused look then she pointed to her stomach. "Oh." He said understanding. "That time." He grabbed my mom hand and ushered her to the car. I grabbed the keys. "I drive and you help your mom with the breathing. Shawn you just be Shawn."

Mark and Shawn got in the front seat while me and my mom got in the back. "Okay mom deep breaths. In through your nose." We both inhaled. "And out through your mouth." We exhaled. After five minutes of this we were at the hospital. I walked up to the receptionist desk. "Hi my mom, Janet Anderson, is in labor."

"How far are the contractions?"

"Um about 3-5 minutes I think." I guessed.

"Okay. Nurse! Can you take her to room 12?" The nurse nodded and escorted my mom to the room. "She should be fine now."

I nodded my head and went into room 12. My mom. The nurse helped my mom change into the hospital gown. "How are you feeling Janet?"

"Pain. Ahhhhhh!!!!" My mother scream reminded me how much I never want kids. "Ah fuck!"

The nurse laid my mom on the bed and spread her legs. Shawn causally looked out the window. The nurse stuck a finger up my vagina. I wanted to throw up. "Janet you are dilated 6 inches. It almost time."

"It hurts like hell. Here another one. Ahh!" She looked at Mark. "You did this to me." I swear my mom was the devil at that moment. "I need the epidural now!"

The doctor rushed in the room. "Hello Janet. I'm Doctor Lewis." He looked from me and Shawn. "Are these your kids?"

"The girl is. The boy is his brother." She said pointing at Mark. The nurse gave my mom the shot. "Shit that hurt."

"How are you feeling Janet?" Doctor Lewis asked.

"Pain. My vagina hurts."

"Okay leave." Shawn said heading to the door.

"Yeah me too." I followed Shawn. "That was awkward."

"Who are you telling." We went to the waiting room. Two girls were already in there. As soon as Shawn and I walked in they started to whisper among themselves. "Hi." Shawn said being friendly.

"Are you Shawn Mendes?" He nodded his head. "Oh my god. I love your song Stitches."

"Really now?" Shawn eyed me. I rolled my eyes.

"Can we have your autograph?"

"Sure." They gave them there autographs and they left in tears. "So good to see someone noticed me."

"How many times do I have to say sorry?"

"A lot."

"Well I'm sorry. But I did listen to the song and I have to say its not that bad."

"Not that bad?" His mouth hung open. "Taylor that song is the number 1 song in America right now."

I turned my attention to the TV. Emma soon joined us. Then we waited hours until Mark came in smiling. "Its a boy." A baby brother. I hugged Mark. "He is doing great and so is Janet."

"Can we go see her?"

"Yeah but the baby is sleeping." We followed Mark back to the room. "Hey babe."

"Hey. Hey guys." She rocked the sleeping baby in her hands. "Meet Tyler Calvin Mendes."

I sat on the side of my mom and Tyler's little hand. "Hey little guy. I'm Taylor. You sister." He started to sqirum in her hands.

Shawn played with his feet. "I'm uncle Shawn. I'm call you Ty."

"I want to hold my grandson." Emma pushed Shawn out the way. "Come on granny, Tyler." My mom gave Emma Tyler. "Hey baby."

My mom grabbed my hand. I looked at her. "Mom I'm sorry I didn't mean to cause so much trouble."

"I'm sorry too. I should've been more understanding of what you are going through. How are you?"

"Not good."

She moved some hair out my face. "You'll be okay. I promise." I nodded my head and laid my head on her shoulder.
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A/N
Last chapter for today I guess. Hopefully I can update soon as possible. And hopefully my phone is turned on. Vote and comment please. I would love some feedback.o