Baby Payne

Baby Payne-Chapter 13

'I'm home' I texted as soon as I pulled Liam's car to a stop in front of his apartment building. Liam was so persistent that I would text him when I got home, and he had done quite a good job in convincing me to. When I thought about what he did, it made me wonder how anyone could ever said no to him, ever.

He texted me a confirmation within the next thirty seconds. I was just going to pretend that he hadn't been waiting for me to text him even though I knew he had. But, I just sighed and tried to make light of what he was doing. He was just being a really overprotective boyfriend, and it was kind of cute.

I almost forgot about the whole slew of fans and paps waiting out front. I wasn't exactly sure how I could have forgotten about any of them. They were always around, waiting out front, sending me hate on twitter. But, my mind was completely clouded with thoughts of Liam.

Which means I wasn't used to having all these people out there when I stepped out of the car, and I just walked out and right into the crowd. They crowded around me and my hand flew to my stomach, trying to protecting it slightly. They weren't exactly being careful, shoving their phones and cameras in my face.

After I took one step, it didn't seem like I could take anymore. There were so many people there, not even caring that I could be possibly hurt in this situation. "Please, just let me get up." I said, shadowing my face from the flashing cameras.

The fans were all shoving behind the photographers, pushing them more into me. It was like there was a wall that was closing in closer and closer and I couldn't do much to stop them. They were just shoving me, and I couldn't move at all. And none of them were even trying to back up.

"I cant move!" I shouted, but no one cared.

No one helped me.

I wasn't sure why they were showering me with questions I couldn't answer, but they were all blurring together in a mash of confusion. The fact that I couldn't even understand half of them made everything worse. The only I could really hear was the odd cuss or insult thrown at me.

When they were all shouting at me, I was just trying to protect my stomach from anything that may happen. Even if they didn't care whether or not I got hurt, this shouldn't have been something they thought was okay. A few people were shouting to back up, but pretty much everyone else was just trying to get a good picture of me.

There was sound coming from left and right, making my head hurt. The sounds were loud and I could barely even tell if they were human. It was like everyone was trying to make as much noise as possible, to make me more confused. And if it was like that, they were doing a pretty good job.

"Let me get through!" I almost screamed.

A hand grasped my wrist tightly. Whoever it was, they yanked me through the crowd beneath all the peoples arms. At first, I was fighting them, but the I realized they were actually trying to help me get away from the large group of people. I just let them pull my along, keeping my swelling belly in mind.

With my arm still wrapped around my stomach, I was really trying to protect my the baby. When they all got away from the main crowd, I made a curtain with my hair so no one could see my face. It seemed like they still thought I was there, as there was still a mob in the middle of the parking lot.

The person kept going, pulling me right to the front building and right away from the mob. Quickly, I swiped a card that aloud me to get in, letting the person come in with me, despite the fact that I had no idea who it was. They had saved me from being trampled and I had to repay them somehow.

"Thank you." I breathed.

The person pulled me into a hug and I wrapped my arms around them. "You know, when you come to talk to your best friend after you haven't seen them in months, you don't expect to have to them from being mobbed of hoards of screaming girls and have to save them from all those people."