Best of both worlds

I'm Tiffany, twenty years old and pregnant. A little bundle of joy is growing inside of me, seven months has gone and there's just two to go. The father? well he's long gone, scarpered as soon as we found out, some boyfriend eh? I'm getting through this simply because of my three best friends, Amy, Lewis and Jamie. Amy and Lewis are completely smitten with one another and have been for over a year now, Jamie however is as single as you could imagine and my very best friend. As some would say, my Brother from another Mother. My life is a bit repetitive at the moment, in fact a lemonade shandy down the local pub on a Friday afternoon is as exciting as it gets.

"I could've been a princess, you'd be a king, could've had a castle and worn a ring," I sang to myself quietly.

Jamie is spending his saturday afternoon off with me today, currently laying on my bed with his ipad balanced on his chest he searched youtube for the latest music videos.

"The things i'd like to do to this woman," he smirked at the screen in front of him.

"Oh, Jamie," I sighed rolling my eyes back at him.

"What?' he laughed.

"Nothing. I need the bathroom."

"Again?!"

"I am pregnant remember."

"It's hard to forget hun."

After emptying my bladder I returned to the bedroom and laid back down on the bed resting my hands on my bump, the baby is very active lately and is kicking now more than ever.

"What is it?" Jamie asked.

"The baby is kicking, pass me your hand."

I smiled holding his hand on my stomach waiting for another movement.

"I can't feel anything," he mumbled.

"Next time. He's getting big and strong now."

"He? Is there something you're not telling me?"

"No," I giggled. "Most babies or pets are referred as a he aren't they?"

"I suppose they are, yeah," he agreed.

"It's lucky I don't know the sex, I'd have brought more clothes than I already have."

"I dread to think," he frowned glancing at the pile and carrier bags forming in the corner of my room.

"I could do with storage space you know."

"I know, I'll finish the furniture monday I promise. I'm hoping Lewis is off work so he can help.'

"I thought you were in the studio?"

"I am, but I can come round after six can't I? Or are you going out?"

"I was thinking about heading into town actually, I could do with getting completely bladdered," I teased.

"Six it is," he chuckled ignoring my sarcasm.

"Thank you, you're a big help," I smiled.

"It's no trouble, I told you id look after you and that's what I plan on doing."

Jamie has been amazing from the day I found out I was pregnant. Concerned about me only drawing in one wage he has even offered to help me financially. Jamie's career has just kicked off in the music industry so although he values his money differently to me and spends it more sparingly, it's the thought that means the most. I did kindly refused however.

"Do you want to stay for some food? I was thinking about having an early dinner," I asked.

"Erm.."

"If you're busy it doesn't matter."

"No, I'm not going out until later. I can do dinner," he smiled.

"Great."

Jamie followed me downstairs into the kitchen and flicked on the kettle whilst I searched the cupboards.

"Who are you out with tonight?" I asked.

"Jay, Lewis, Marvin and a couple more of the lads from home. They're driving up from Peterborough."

"In the usual clubs?"

"No doubt and then wherever the night takes us," he grinned.

"I wish you wouldn't talk like that Jamie," I moaned.

"I'm single," he shrugged.

"That's a good enough excuse is it?"

"It's worked so far."

Jamie might seem like the perfect father figure, but the label "bad boy" comes with his young and single ways. I understand that he wants to have fun whilst he can but I want to see him settle down one day and if he continues to add a notch to his bedpost every weekend it's not going to happen.

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