What Even Is A Bad Boy? [Completed]

Epilogue 3 (Pregnancy)

Jacksons POV

"What?" I ask absolutely dumbfounded. Layla and I were at the doctors because she's been throwing up all day. Its been almost a year since we got married and I have never been happier in my entire life.

"Your wife is two weeks pregnant sir." The lady doctor says again. I look over at Layla and she looked as shocked as me. Pregnant? Oh god. We're gonna have baby...

"WE'RE GONNA HAVE A BABY! WE'RE GONNA HAVE A FAMILY!" I shout before picking Layla up in a hug. She laughs happily. The doctor gave is a happy smile and congratulated us before she started rattling off some rules to Layla who listened intently to her words.

*3 Months Later at Layla's Baby Shower.*

I was super nervous. Today was the day that I would find out my child's gender. The party didn't give away any hints either. Everything was either white or camouflage. Gender neutral colors. It was driving me mad.

We were currently outside and Layla walked over to me, taking my hand. Her little baby bump was starting to show, but she still looked as beautiful as the first day I laid eyes on her. I see a giant black balloon sitting across the yard of our new house. The balloon was taped to a cement block that was in front of a wall that had a banner up behind it. I couldn't read what it said because it was rolled up.

Everyone gathered around us, holding up cameras and phones to take video and pictures.

Layla and I walk up to a small white table that held a single black air soft handgun. I look over at Layla and she smiles at me.

"Shoot the balloon." She says simply, walking to my side. I pick up the gun and point it at the balloon, taking a deep breath before firing the shot. The balloon exploded and blue confetti burst into the air. As soon as the balloon pops, the banner rolled down revealing the words:

WE'RE HAVING TWINS!

I immediately start shouting with happiness and run over to Layla and wrap her in a hug. She laughs with joy at me. Everyones laughing and cheering behind us.

Twin boys... oh my god...

*Five months later.*

"Baaaaabbbeee!" I hear Layla say from the room. I rush into the room and look at her. She was laying down on the bed, propped up with a pillow. She had been feeling sick lately, so I had put her to bed, having James watch after the companies

"What is it baby?" I ask leaning against the door way.

"Can you go to the store for me?" She asks smiling sweetly at me. I roll my eyes and smile.

"What do you want from the store?" I ask pulling on some shoes.

"Peppero! Oh and some watermelon." She says throwing her arms up and grinning widely. I laugh at her and walk over to her, kissing her on the temple.

"Okay. Ill be back soon." I say before grabbing my keys and walking from the bedroom and out the front door.