You Scared? (Danny Worsnop Fan-Fic)

You Scared? [Chapter 11] (Danny Worsnop Fan-Fic)

After we finished our first cup of coffee, we got a refill and continued our walk. I could already feel like things were gonna' change and I was kinda worried. I mean, what was gonna' happen to our relationship? He's gonna' be a dad in nine months and he's moving in with me in less than a month. Things are just crazy right now.

“You scared?” I asked.

“About the baby? Fuck yes, I'm scared. I don't know what to do. I don't even know if I'll be able to see the kid now.” He sighed.

I linked my arm with his as we walked through a park. “Myca won't be able to handle a kid all by herself. She'll be calling you in no time.”

“Maybe.”

I gave him a peck on the cheek and took a sip of my coffee. “Babies aren't anything to be afraid of. All they do is eat, poop, sleep, and scream. Simple.”

“No, not simple. Babies are demons sent from Satan himself.” He whined.

“Look at the brightside; you're not the one shitting it out.” I said.

He chuckled. “Yeah, that's always a plus side.”

I smiled, “Plus, you've got a great support system. You can definatly be a dad."

“If I'll ever have the chance. She hates me now.” He mumbled.

“She doesn't hate you. She's just moody right now. That is a side effect of having a baby. Everything will blow over soon.” I comforted.

He sighed, “If she doesn't hate me, she sure hates you.”

“Maybe, but that's not my problem.” I said.

I took a sip of my coffee.

“Can I ask you a question Addi?” He replied.

He opened his mouth, closed it, and then opened it again, “Do you wanna' go chill with Sam? He's been texting me for the past thirty minutes.”

“Yeah, sure.” I answered.

He took my hand and we turned around, heading back to the hotel.

Once we got to Sam's room, he had a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other.

“Didn't wanna drink by yourself?” Danny joked.

“No, I was just bored. And I just opened this like, two seconds ago.” Sam said.

“Uh-huh, sure.” Danny laughed, taking a beer and sitting in one of the chairs. I sat in the chair next to him and pulled out my cigarettes and my lighter. I lit up and took a drag, blowing smoke rings in the air.

“Myca's pregnant.” Danny told Sam.

“With your baby?” He asked.

“Yeah and she asked me to get back together with her and I said no and now she hates me.” He rambled.

“Don't worry about it. You know she's never been one to stay mad for long.” Sam reassured him. “Did you tell her about Addi too?”

“Yeah, she's pissed.”

“Don't even worry about it man, just relax. Don't make this tour a terrible one for you.”

“I'll try.” Danny sighed. “Gimme a drag.” He said to me.

“No.” I joked.

“Why not?” He whined.

“Because you didn't use your manners.” I replied.

He breathed deeply through his nose, “May I please have a drag of your cigarette?”

I smiled, “On one condition.”

“What's that?”

“Quit worrying about everything and live your damn life.” I handed him the cigarette.