Tristan and Miles: Baby Hollingsworth (BOYXBOY)

Chapter 4 Owen

Tristan's POV

I expected today to be okay. It's been a week since I've gotten my blood drawn and still not word from the clinic. I had to call. What was taking so long? Maybe there wasn't anything in my blood work. Maybe everything's okay. Right?

It's been a while since I've talked to Miles. I wasn't really in the mood to, anyway. How dare he. I had just as much rights to work as he did. What, because I'm not as manly as him, I was just suppose to stay home?
I stared at my phone, seeing text message after text message coming in. God, people were so annoying. Frankie, Winston, Miles, and Owen. Wait...Owen? I opened his text message.

Brother, Anya is coming over in a bit. She's bringing you to school. She wants to talk...

I took a deep breath and sighed. What did she want? Anya and I barely spoke after her and my brother got married. I mean, I get along with her and all but it's still weird. I took a hot shower and felt a flutter. I put my hand against the shower wall and waited for the fluttering to go away. But it got stronger. It was baby. I chuckled and stared down at my stomach.

"Come on, little one, daddy's gonna be late for school," I said annoyed. The kick was harder this time to the point where I almost fell l.

"Okay, okay. Go head and have your little soccer game in there but once you come out, I'll tickle the pickles out of you," I said. The kicking stopped and the soft flutter made me smile. Wow. It's like it understood what I was saying. Correction, he/she.

I walked out of the shower smiling. I got dressed and headed down stairs to see Anya waiting for me on the couch. He immediately stood up and stared at my face. Which made me very uncomfortable.

"Hi Ans, let's get going, I don't wanna be late," I said as I walked towards the door.

"You've gained weight..." she said. "And mostly in your tummy area," I closed my eyes and swallowed hard. Crap.

I turned to her and faked a smile. "Yeah well, life's good." She nodded.

"And..." she stepped closer to me and studied my face. "Your nose is so puffy. Hm. Are you sure you're fat or you're just pregnant?" Don't make any suddenly movements. Don't even acknowledge what she said.

"Okay quit assuming. I've just been eating a lot. Mom does cook good so I eat her cooking. And when you eat you gain weight. Now can we go because I'm gonna be late for class and I really can't afford to waste anymore time then I already have," I told her coldly. I didn't care. I opened the door and walked to the car, waiting for her. She came out as she put her phone away. Who was she talking to? I glared at her as she made her way to the car. She couldn't possibly know. Because if she did then that would have to mean that Owen knows. And if Owen knows, then Miles is in grave danger. Okay, maybe I'm over exaggerating. Question was...

Do they know?

Miles' POV

48, 49, and 50. 50 sit ups. I took my wash cloth and wiped the sweat off of my face. Tristan and I haven't spoken in a while and I thought I'd keep myself busy. I honestly tried to make the effort to text him but I know he's not too happy with me right now. Telling Owen about it was the most scariest thing of my life. But he had to know. Tristan was his brother.

Owen was at the Dot. I was there to pick up some food to drop off to Tristan. He turned to me and I could feel his stare shooting through head like a bullet being fired.
"Is there something you want, Hollingsjerk?" He said coldly. I narrowed my eyes to the ground, trying to ignore his rude greeting.

"Yeah, can I have some sour cream fries, baked potato wedges with pickled onions and a salad with extra croutons and sweet onion sauce," I ordered. The waiter nodded. I looked up to see Owen staring at me. Keep it cool, Miles. He can't kill you in a public place.

"Uh...interesting order, Miles. Sounds like something my brother would order. You heading to the house?" He asked me. I nodded. I turned to my side to see that Zoë was beside me carrying big brown bags in both hands.

"Zo, what are you doing here? I thought you were with Tris," I asked her.

"He didn't want me to stay long. So like anyway, I thought we'd throw him a surprise baby shower. I picked up some cute stuff that was on sale at the mall," she was too loud and I was scared to look at him. But I had to see the look at his face. I turned around and he was glaring at me. Holy shit. Should I run? I think I can beat him if I make a break for it. Now. Go.

"Who's baby shower?" He asked as he slowly walked to Zoë and I. Zoë stared at me and mouthed sorry.

"Did you hear me?!" I shook as his voice echoed loudly. Just tell him, I thought. Just tell the truth.

"Okay." I sighed. "Tristan's pregnant Owen. With my kid. Look I know I screwed up up-" I didn't even get the chance to finish talking. He punched my face and I fell to the ground. I touched my nose and seen blood. I looked up at him, feeling scared. He grabbed me by the color and stared at me.

"Are you staying?" He asked me. I was confused. "Are you staying with my brother and helping take care of the baby or are you bailing?!"

"Yes, of course I'm staying why wouldn't I? I love Tristan and I love my kid," I told him the truth. Zoë look terrified me. Terrified was actually an understatement.

"Good. Because your answer just saved you from the senseless beating I was gonna give if your answer wasn't what I wanted." Owen straightened out his jacket and headed for the door. I stared at him.

"And for the record, I hate your guts. One wrong move and I'll fuck you up,"

I watched as he left. I took a deep breath and sighed heavily. Zoë patted my back.

"You took that well, dude. I'll see ya later,"

I stared down at my phone and seen that Tristan had texted me. Yes! I opened the text messages and chills immediately ran down my body.

Miles! Please come over! Clinic just called. Something is wrong with the baby! 😔💔

Authors note: ugh! So like how do we feel about this chapter? Did Miles have a right to say anything to Owen? Was Zoë at fault? Is big brother too hard on Miles or is it just because he cares? What's wrong with baby??? Omg my heart. Should I continue this? Haha! Comment vote whatever boos just do ya thang!!! I love y'all ❤️❤️

Pls read my bestie poo's MPREG story too! He's the best 15Jurdaden ❤️❤️😘🔥