Thank You For Saving Me // Stauren

chapter seventy two

Lauren's P.O.V

"Babe I'm home! Alanna dropped me off, said she was coming this way anyways." I shouted through the house, not hearing the distinct sound of crying in the background until my shoes were off and my coat was hung up. "Steven?" I shouted again, this time hearing the cries get louder as I make my way to the kitchen, seeing his figure bouncing and shushing the small child.
When he finally heard me, his head shot around to show his tear filled eyes, non of them falling just yet.

"I can't get her to stop crying! I've tried everything! I've tried feeding her but she doesn't like formula. I've tried changing her but she doesn't like the cold cream so she cried more. And she doesn't want her pacifier. What do I do?!" He frantically spoke, his mind going ballistic.

"Woah woah... it's okay. Alright? Just calm down... if you show her that you're worried or scared then she will be too." I clearly said, gently placing a hand on his forearm.

"How can she see my fear when she won't even look at me." He replied, hurt lacing through all his words.

"She doesn't need to look at you to know you're scared.... Let me have a go..." I said, as I took my young daughter into my arms cradling her gently, her cries still loud. "I know honey I know... sometimes you just wanna cry huh?" I spoke in a baby voice, gently kissing the child's head, surprisingly calming her slowly. "There we go... yeah. You like being talked to don't you? Or did you just want your mommy? Eh?" I continued getting her to quieten down, gently stroking her cheek as she grabbed onto my pointer finger with her tiny hand. I smiled in victory, "alright... can you get her while I go take a shower?"

I slowly began to pass Addy over until I saw him backing up, "I can't. She'll cry again. She doesn't want me Lauren."

"Steve... come on, she will not cry. I'm exhausted... all I want is a quick shower that's it. Then I'll come straight back out I promise, just right now I really just need five minutes to relax." I answered honestly, feeling like I hadn't had time to be alone and relax all day. "Please..."

"Okay... fine. Okay" he mumbled, moving his arms out slightly as I passed the baby over, stroking her head when she was safely in his grip. A minute or two went by and she stayed quiet, making a smile go on my face.

"See... she isn't crying." I chuckled lightly, but Steven's face stayed the same. Nervous. It was written on every feature of his beautiful face. So, I gently placed my hand on his shoulder, "I promise I won't be long babe."

He nodded, turning his head to the side and gently kissing my hand, making me smile. I soon made my way upstairs, left the door unlocked, and turned the shower on. As soon as I discarded my clothes, I jumped into the shower and it was pure bliss. I couldn't help but moan slightly as the knots in my shoulders were soon undone by the warm, clean water that poured down.

Unfortunately for Steve, I stayed in there for around half an hour, before eventually climbing out and getting dry. When I made my way to our room, I realised that I still don't really know where everything is. I ended up wearing a t-shirt of Steven's and some shorts of mine that I found in a draw. I quickly tied my hair in a messy bun, the best I could, and ran down the stairs to see that Steve was doing perfectly fine with out me. She wasn't crying.

I smiled and walked over to him as he sat at the kitchen island, muttering, "see, she's perfectly fine with you." I gently laying my hand on his shoulder, moving my thumb back and forth.

"Not really... she fussed..." he mumbled, gently rocking the child. "Can you take her?" He looked up at me with red eyes, still filled with tears.

"Hey... hey come on, you're doing so good!" I sat down in the chair next to him, "don't doubt yourself... remember when I was in labour? And I said that I couldn't do it?" I waited for an answer, only earning a nod. "And what did you say? You said that I can. And that I needed to be strong and try my hardest... you helped me. So I'm saying it to you. You CAN do this. I know you can... you might just have to work a little bit harder..."

"What if she doesn't love me?"

"Stop... I'm serious if you keep talking like this I'm going to cry... and I don't want to do that." I looked at him, moving my hand to his chin and gently moving his head so his eyes lock with mine. "We've had enough crying for this year..."

"I don't want to see that..." he whispered, slowly leaning in to kiss me. I smiled, meeting him half way, our lips locking together. I smiled into the kiss before the small bundle below us started to fuss. I felt Steven tense immediately before pulling away, looking down at the baby.

"Don't panic... she'll know if you're panicking... don't tense babe, loosen up..." I whispered into his ear, placing a kiss on his cheek.

He sniffles, "I don't know how... please Lauren. Just take her." He looked at me, his eyes pleading me. And eventually, I gave in.

"Okay okay..." I gently took Adeline from his arms, holding her close to my chest and shushing her. A small cry was heard from above us and from the baby monitor in Steven's pocket.

"I got it I guess." He stood up, his action so abrupt that his anger was shown through it.

"Steven..." I said, hoping he'd reply, but instead he kept walking and put his hand up to say "don't.", which hurt.

Bonding with children doesn't happen instantly.

He needs to calm down.

Or it'll never happen.

A/N

I haven't updated in a while oops so here
Like always it's trashy but all welllll
I'm gonna publish my glaggie book soon :)
(plugplugplug)
Anywho.
Byeeee