Brendon's POV;
My phone was blowing up with texts as I woke up. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, picking up my phone, seeing it was Pete. I decided to call him. He picked up immediately.
"Hel-"
"Brendon I need your help!" He was frantic.
"Woah woah, what's going on??" I asked, more awake.
"Patrick's having contractions!" His voice was shaky. My jaw dropped.
"Pete, this can't be labor! He's only 5 months along.." I said worriedly. Ryan sat up.
"What's going on?" He yawned.
"Patrick is having contractions.. I have no idea what to do.." I bit my lip. Ryan took the phone.
"Pete, are the contractions mild or excruciating?" He asked into the phone. I couldn't hear his replies.
"Mild? Okay. How long has this been going on?" He waited for a reply. "Twenty minutes? Then Pete this isn't labor. They're called Braxton Hicks contractions. His water would've broken by now if he was in labor. It's just the baby moving around. All three of you are gonna be fine." Ryan smiled into the phone. My eyes widened. After a few minutes he hung up the phone.
"He said Patrick is calming down and the contractions are slowly going away." Ryan handed me my phone.
"How did you do that?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I read the book the doctor gave me. Meanwhile you were all like 'I don't need the book! I know what I'm doing!'" He giggled, crossing his arms. "Are you sure you don't wanna read it?"
"I'm sure. I'm sure I don't need a book. I mean look at Einstein, he was a genius and he didn't read any books." I said. Ryan literally face palmed.
"Bren, how do you think he became a genius?" He giggled a little.
"It's simple! He went to school and read.. books..." I trailed off at the end. "Are you sure you want me to father this child?" I asked.
"Well of course I do!" He poked my nose. I blushed softly.
"Well I almost failed 10th grade, so don't be surprised why I'm so stupid." I shrugged.
"Brendon," He warned, not wanting me to hate on myself.
"Okay, okay," I said. Ryan's phone started ringing this time. He picked it up.
"Hello?" He asked. "Oh hey Josh, what's up? Dinner tonight with everyone?" He said. My eyes widened and I started to shake my head.
"We'd love to go!" He smiled. I huffed and laid back on the bed. He hung up shortly after.
"Why do you hate me?" I asked.
"What? Why don't you wanna go?" Ryan asked.
"My anti social ass can't talk to anybody!" I said, groaning.
"Brendon, they're our friends! You don't need to be nervous." Ryan said, kissing my hand.
"I've hated going out since I was five. People stare at me and I don't know why." I sat up in bed.
"Maybe it's your forehead." He teased.
"Hey! My forehead isn't that big. Pete's is bigger than mine!" I said.
(ITS TRUE FIGHT ME ON THIS)
"It'll be fine, sweetie I promise. I get stared at too. Probably cause I'm pregnant," He paused. "Or that I could be the gayest butterfly on the face of the earth." He shrugged. I giggled and rested my head on his shoulder. I kissed his cheek.
"But you're my gay butterfly."
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This chapter sucked, I know 😂
~Bella
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