Prestigious Ways Too: College Years

Step 4: The Baby, Wait What? Part 2

Ethan

"No, no no no no no no no NO!"

"Princesa calm down!"

"NO! I don't wanna calm down! Don't you know what this means?"

"Ethan will understand, I promise!:

"How do you know??"

I sighed shakily and slammed the door so that they would know I was there and they both scurried out, thankfully with their clothes on and buttoned/zipped. "H-Hi sweetie!" Princess mumbled quietly. "Hi princess," I said and looked to Dylan for an explanation of some sort. Don't f**king ask. he mouthed. I don't want to talk about it. "What are you doing back so early?" she asked, slipping something in her back pocket discreetly. "Not much had to be done, so they let me off early. Not to mention the fact that I missed you. I expected you to be home, what are you doing here?" I said and walked towards her, giving her hug and trying to feel what was in her pocket. It apparently disappeared and later I realized Dylan had taken it from her. "Well gorgeous, believe it or not, I'm extremely tired from work. Why don't we go home and I make you some dinner, and we can have a peaceful night?" I said and looked at her. "Okay Ethan." she smiled. "Good girl, go wait in the car." I nodded and let go of her, watching as she grabbed her purse and walked out the door. The second it shut I turned to Dylan. "What the hell happened?" "The f**k did I just say? Don't ask. I don wanna talk about it." he rolled his eyes and sat on the couch. "Dylan, I know you, and I also know when you're hiding something. Just tell me, it's okay." I sighed and sat next to him. He never wanted to admit it, but Dylan, no matter how drowned in testosterone he was, couldn't escape the estrogenic and emotional mother he was raised by. And being raised by someone as emotional as his mother didn't leave him so easily. Dylan's eyes drooped slightly and he breathed out, trying to keep control of his emotions. "Dylan..." I sang quietly. "Ethan, really I just... This is too important, I can't tell you right now. Let Princessa tell you, just...just wait okay?" he said, his words barely even audible. I nodded and kissed his forehead, letting him lay down. Walking out of the apartment, I got in the car where Princess was nervously tapping away at the keyboard on her phone. "Sweetheart-" I sighed. "Daddy I wanna go home, les go home." she said quickly, ad buckled her seatbelt, scrunching up her face. "Okay love, we'll go home."

***

My eyes drooped as I woke up to Princess pulling on a pair of black leggings and a blue top. I yawned quietly and rolled over to look at my phone

10:23 AM Friday, February 7th, 2014

"Baby..." I mumbled groggily but she had her headphones on and didn't miss a beat. Dylan yelled something downstairs and she grabbed her purse, two drumsticks, and her phone, scurrying down the stairs as I fell back asleep.

Dylan

"It's about f**king time. How much make-up are you caking on mi amore?" I rolled my eyes and shut the passenger door with her inside. When I walked around and sat in the drivers seat she chuckled. "I'm not wearing any make-up!" I buckled my seatbelt and looked at her for a second. "Then you're gorgeous." I said sincerely and she looked at me with those beautiful, innocent, and unusually large brown eyes of hers. It was obvious she didn't believe me. "Start the damn car."

I rolled my eyes and started the car, driving to the doctor's office.

***
11:03 AM Friday, February 7th, 2014

"Americana princesa, the wait should only be five to ten minutes." I said and she scoffed, leaning her head on my shoulder as my arm wen around her. "It's never five to ten minutes." she said and turned the page to her J-14 magazine. "Why'e you reading that?" "Cause it's literally like, the worst magazine. I mean, who is Austin Mahone? I know he's a singer obviously but ike, is like our government's second attempt at a teen heartthrob? Cause Bieber when downhill real damn fast." she mumbled and I frowned. "Who cares?" "Truueeeee!" I said and we both laughed. "Cooper? Dylan Cooper?" a young nurse called. We both stood p and walked with her into a small room so that princesa could measure her height, weight, and blood pressure. Once we got in the actual doctor's office the nurse smiled at me and princesa sat on the bed. "And how are you darling?" I said to the nurse. "I'm fine. The doctor will be here soon." "You sure, why I don't you just stay with us?" I smirked and she blushed but hook her head. "You now you shouldn't be flirting with me right in front of your girlfriend." she said sassily and I chuckled. "She's not my girlfriend." I said and she looked at her for confirmation. "Basically brother and sister. Feel free to flirt all you want, you'd look cute together. Dylan can't resist a girl who's into medical science. He's the youngest dean of my college you know." Princesa smiled and winked at me subtly. "Oh..really? That's impressive! How old are you?" "Almost 23. What about you doll? You too young for me?" I said and she scoffed defensively. "I'm 19. Not too old. I mean I can't drink yet but I'm still really mature." she said quickly. "I can see that. In fact," I started and walked closer to her, resting my hand near her waist. "I think that you're much more mature than everyone thinks you are. Who in the world would treat you like a child Emily? Maybe your father?" I said glancing at her nametag. She looked stunned and hugged her clipboard to her chest. "Y-yeah! How did you now?" she asked and I smiled, shaking my head. "Trust me doll, he doesn't know anything." I said and guided her out of the room as the doctor walked in Before I left I poked Princesa and smiled. "It's always her father." I said and she laughed. "I'll be back in a few minutes mi amore. Respira." I said sincerely and left.

Jade

I nodded and mentally thank Dylan for is strange but amazing way of being such a douche but also being the greatest friend of all time. "Was that your brother?" the doctor asked. "No but we're that close. Look Doctor uh, Amelia. I have a boyfriend, and he's amazing, but I just don't wanna lose him y'know? He' the best thing that's ever happened to me and I can't be pregnant right now, it'll scare him off. Please please PLEASE tell me that I'm not." I pleaded and she sighed. "Well Jade I'll have to do the test first, but I'm sure everything will be okay. Lie down and breathe okay?"

***

Dylan sat down scrolling through his phone contacts and mumbled incoherently to himself. "What're you doing Dylan?" "Tryna figure out who I should sleep with tomorrow night. Angelica, Emily, or Rosetta. Typical assholery, don't worry about it." he shrugged. "But Angelica's so hot..." he sighed to himself. "Dylan why do you do this" I asked and sat up, looking at him. "Why do I do what princesa?" "Screw over girls and use them just for sex. You're like everything feminists are trying to get rid of in the world. Why are you doing this?" I said and he looked up, leaning back in the chair. Dylan held a blank face and thought for a minute. "I have my reasons." he shrugged. "Which are?" I asked and the doctor came in. "False alarm." the doctor announced. "Ma'am you are not pregnant. Congratulations!" Doctor Amelia smiled. "Oh really? Wow that's amazing!" I gasped and hugged her. She chuckled and hugged me back, setting the clipboard down. "Thank you so much!" I grinned and Dylan laughed, thanking the doctor and walking out with me. "Dylan-" "Nope. Not today baby, maybe later. I've got a date tonight with Amy, or Hallie, or Katie. Somethin... Get in the car princesa." he snapped.

***

Dylan and I walked into his apartment where Ethan was standing with the pregnancy tests. "S**t...." Dylan mumbled. "Would you two like to tell me something?" Ethan asked. "Nothing we do like to tell you no..." I chuckled nervously. "DYLAN?!" he snapped. "Dude everything's fine!" "There's a f**king pregnancy test in my hand. Two! And both of them are positive! Now tell me what the hell is going on!?!?" he yelled and Dylan sighed, throwing his jacket on the chair near him. "Ethan I swear to you nothing is going on! Please just calm down!" Dylan said and walked up to him, holding his shoulder. "Dylan please tell me, I am trusting you, with the most important person in my life. Please tell me." he groaned and Dylan sighed. "Princesa thought she was pregnant. We went to the doctor and it ended up being a false alarm. Like I said, everything is fine!" Dylan explained. Ethan looked at him confused for a second and breathed out loudly. "Goddammit..." he said and I whimpered, looking down. Ethan leaned on the counter and rubbed his face with his hand as Dylan rubbed his back. "I"m sorry carino..." he mumbled. "Princess." Ethan murmured. "E-Ethan?" I whispered and he came to hug me. "I'm sorry baby girl. I didn't mean to yell at you." he said and rubbed my back. "It's okay. I've had such a hard day. Can we just watch TV or something?" I sniffled and he smiled. "Of course baby." he smiled and Dylan turned on Friends." Before I fell asleep I heard Dylan and Ethan talking.

"Lo siento mi carino. I didn't mean to lie to you."

"It's alright baby, I just don't wanna think about a baby right now. And I really trust you Dylan, you know I do. I just want to make sure you love her as much as I do."

"I do love her Ethan. I just wanted to make sure that she trusts me. That's all."

"She does, thank you."

"You're welcome."