Because Who Could Love A Broken Girl? ✔️

Who Could Love A Head Start

Skylar's P.O.V.

Grayson and I glare at the door, waiting to see what idiot interrupted our kiss.

"What's up people!? I brought food! Oh." Carter stops in his tracks when he sees us in the bed.

He stares at us awkwardly for a moment before setting the food on a small table near the door.

"I'll just leave this here." He says before leaving quickly.

Grayson and I break into fits of laughter. He pecks my lips as we calm down and smiles admirably at me.

"By the way," Carter sticks his head through the doorway. "I just asked the doctor, and he said no baby making until you're healed." He smirks.

My eyes widen as a deep blush creeps up my cheeks. I hide my crimson face in Grayson's chest and feel the vibrations of his chuckle. He strokes my hair softly and places a small kiss on the top of my head.

"Thanks for the tip, dude. But that totally ruins my plans for tonight." Grayson snaps his fingers in disappointment.

I reach up to slap his head and the guys laugh. Soon, Spencer steps into the room with us and smirks.

"But seriously, let her heal before you start on your fifty seven kids." She advises.

I groan in embarrassment and slide under the covers. I hear laughter next to me, along with giggling in the center of the room.

"Alright, alright. Everyone out! I need to change into some real clothes before I'm released. You brought 'em Spence?"

She smiles sheepishly and hands me a bag of clothing. I take it and peek inside, quickly snapping my eyes back to Spencer.

"Carter picked them..." She says guiltily.

I send Carter a glare and reluctantly stand to go to the washroom. Grayson immediately shoots out of the bed to help me while Carter smirks at him.

"Whipped!" He shouts.

"Oh please, you're just as 'whipped' as he is." I reply.

He crossed his arms, as if challenging my words. Spencer and I send each other knowing looks and she gives me a small nod.

"Woah." She mumbles and takes a step to the side as if she's dizzy.

"Shit." He rushes over and takes her in his arms. "You okay, Babygirl? I can go get the doctor." He places his hand on her forehead, checking for a fever.

The three of us burst out laughing while Carter's jaw drops. He still has Spencer trapped in his arms, and it doesn't seem like he'll be letting go any time soon.

"Okay fine." He admits. "Maybe I'm a little bit whipped."

I send him a 'watch this' look and he smirks understandingly. I take a step forward and pretend to trip.

Immediately, Grayson's arms shoot out and catch me, pulling me against his body. In one swift movement, he picks me up bridal style and adjusts my hospital gown so I'm not flashing Carter and Spencer.

"Nope, that's the second time you've tripped in the past week. It's too dangerous, you're not allowed to walk anymore." He says seriously.

Now it's Carter's turn to laugh, and he does not hold back. He doubles over laughing and holds his stomach tightly. Spencer and I giggle madly, mostly at Carter, but also at my adorable boyfriend.

"Now that's whipped." Carter forces out in between laughs.

"The worst part is, that this isn't the first time we've had this conversation. He even says I can't put on my own shoes because I'll 'hurt my back'." I tell the others.