Sylvia POV
Same day
I was still sitting at the table with Bob staring at me. My mom walked over to where we are. She rested her hand on bobs shoulder. "Can someone tell me what the heck is going on!" I exclaimed. I hate it people be so dramatic about something then take forever to tell me because then I'll assume the worst. "We are having a kid!" My mom and Bob said in unison. My eyes widened. I stood up.
No no no. "No no no." I said calmly. "We found out this morning!" My mom exclaimed. Why do they think this is a good idea!? I don't even like Bob and she thinks it's a good idea to bring in another specimen to hate Bob too! "Please tell me that, that device was wrong." I said. "You don't want a brother or sister??" My mom asked. "No cause that means I have to baby sit, listen to that thing whine, and puke on/everyone." I said.
Yes, I will want a brother or sister when there old enough to bribe but not when the here young and touch everything and put there Saliva on everything and everyone. I am a teenager who needs privacy and sleep. If I don't get my sleep then there's going to be more yelling and slamming doors.
I looked at Zayn who was trying not to laugh. I scolded. "Cmon'. Getting a baby brother/sister will be fun!" My mom said. "The only good thing they can do is to bribe them! Other than that there useless!" I exclaimed. "Now I know how Jake feels" I mumbled. "I heard that" Zayn said. I stuck my tongue out at him.
I'm childish, I know. "I will tickle you" Zayn said. "This isn't about you!" I joked. Zayn rolled his eyes. "You guys are such a cute couple" my mom squealed. Zayn and I broke out into laughter. "What's so funny?" Bob asked. "She squealed." I said. "You aren't impressing us Zayn" Bob said and crossed his arms.
I really wanted to get off the 'new baby' topic. Zayn stood up behind me. "Wait, have you been going to zayns house!?" Bob asked. "Yea, why?" I asked. "I don't want you going over to his house anymore! I don't trust him with you at his house" Bob said. I slanted my eyebrow. "What is he gonna do? Make me cookies and poison them or tell his freakishly cocky brother to push me in the pool?" I said sarcastically.
My mom is so innocent and yet she's still with this hooligan. "Sylvia, please just respect what he says. He's you're parent so treat him like one." My mom said. I felt arms wrap around my waist. "Be nice" Zayn whispered in my ear. Zayn kissed my cheek. "No kissing! No touching!" Bob exclaimed.
I wish I could of said the same thing before he banged my mom and created a person inside her. Ew. "Ok , ok" Zayn said and put his hands up in surrender. "Pussy" I whispered silently enough for only Zayn to hear me. I chuckled. "Ha ha ha." Zayn said sarcastically.
You can tell that we say sarcastic statements all the time. It's basically our 2nd language. "Now, Bob, let them have there fun. They will only be that young for a little while." My mom said. "Yea, Bob. We will only be this young until.. Our next birthday" I said making everyone chuckled except Bob..of course.
I swear Bob can never take a joke. I wouldn't be surprised if his face Injected with Botox. Zayn grabbed my hand and we headed upstairs. "Remember, no touching, no kissing!" Bob yelled even though zayn and I where practically in my room. "Well well well. This is what you're room looks like." Zayn said and he looked around. "Wow. Such a mystery of what my room looks like." I said sarcastically.
Again, with the sarcasm. "It's not like a lot of guys come up here anyway" Zayn said and chuckled. I hit him on the arm. "Rude" I pouted. Just because Zayn and I are a thing doesn't mean we can't insult each other. We have a weird relationship. "Pussy" Zayn said. "I wouldn't say that. You never know that Bob could be standing outside that door and scream "I told you he wanted to have sex"" I said.
We both chuckled. "That wouldn't surprise me." Zayn said. "Knowing him, it would probably be normal" I said. We both laughed. "See Bob, there bonding on how overprotective you are" my mom said from outside the door. We both died laughing. I fell on the floor, I was so laughing so hard. Zayn fell on my bed. "Atleast...I'm...not...the..only...one..who..thinks...that" I said in between laughs.
Bob just got roasted by my mom. I picked myself up from the floor and laid on my bed next to Zayn. "Should we tell him that I slept in you're bed?" I asked out loud making Bob barge in my room. "You slept in his bed!!!!!!!!???!?!?!?!?" Bob exclaimed. "After we made out, yes" Zayn teased.
I tried so hard to fight back my laughter. "Sylvia Taylor Mathews!!!!!!!!! You are to remain a virgin for you're whole life!" Bob exclaimed. "Too late" I chirped. Bob got so ,ad his faxed turned red. This is fun. I should make Bob mad more often. "Don't worry, I wore a condom... I think" Zayn teased.
Bob started hyperventilating. "Bob, Sweety. There just messing with you." My mom said. "Way to mom. You ruined the fun, you party pooper." I said. "It was kinda funny" my mom said. I stood up and helped Zayn up. "I better get going." Zayn said. "Aw" I said and traced a tear path down my face with my finger. "If I don't my giant of a dad will have to come here" Zayn said. "Yea, you should go" I said.
His dad scares me. It's not my fault he's like 8'7. "Nice to meet you mr.mathews" Zayn said and stood his hand out for Bob to shake. Bob scolded. Zayn took his hand shake back and rubbed the back of his head. "Don't worry, Zayn. He's just being the over protective father he is" my mom reassured. Zayn nodded. "I'll walk you out" I said.
Zayn and I walked outside. Zayn looked at the front door to see if anyone was looking/coming out. "Where clear" Zayn said. Zayn cupped my cheek and pressed his lips against mine. I wrapped my arms around zayns neck. Zayn rested his hands on my waist. "I better go before you're step dad kills me." Zayn said as he broke the kiss. I nodded.
