*Selena’s POV*
I was so far along now and I was ready to just get this baby out. This pregnancy had been nothing like my other ones. Morning sickness never went away, I had even worst cravings, and my mood swings were the worst thing ever.
But today like any other day I was going to go visit Justin at the studio. I always needed to, every single day. We were trying to make this relationship work and I had suddenly gotten way too attached to him because I was afraid that if something happened he’d leave me for good this time.
So, I took the kids to my dad’s house and headed over to the studio. But today I had been having horrible cramps. I didn’t think anything of it though. I was only thirty-six weeks along and to me, that was still early. Mason was overdue and Scarlett was born almost the same day as her due date so I was determined to reach the forty weeks with this baby as well.
I got into the studio and waved at Justin who was in the booth before sitting down on the couch and starting to flip through a magazine. From the corner of my eye I saw Scooter roll his eyes though. He hadn’t been happy about us getting together again and the fact that we were together because I was pregnant made him even more mad. So, I had to admit I loved coming to the studio just to annoy the hell out of him and sometimes it did work. I smirked and continued to flip through my magazine, pretending to mind my own business.
I guess you can say Scooter was jealous of us. His marriage with Carin had ended a little less than a year ago and he barely got to see his daughter, Kylie that they had adopted together years earlier. I still kept in touch with Carin though and Kylie and Scarlett were pretty good friends since they were only a year and a half apart.
I winced in pain as I felt another cramp and Scooter look at me annoyed. “What?” I asked. He was really getting me mad and I couldn’t take it anymore.
“We’re trying to work here so can you please keep it down?” He asked as he rolled his eyes.
“Ok well I’m having cramps so can you please stop complaining? K thanks.” I answered with an attitude.
“Wait, Selena. You’re having cramps?” Justin asked worried. I guess we knew where we’d be by tonight.
“Yeah.” I nodded. “But it’s fine, nothing serious.” I assured him.
“Just let me know if it gets worst.” He replied and I nodded.
“I’m just gonna go to the bathroom.” I said and walked out. I walked into the bathroom across the hall and didn’t even make it to the stall when I felt water spill out. “Shit, shit, shit.” I sang to myself.
I didn’t know what to do though. My pants were all wet now, the floor was wet, and if I went out now people would see and that would just be embarrassing. But I needed to get out of there quick.
I walked back into the room and pointed down to my pants and Justin’s eyes widened and I frowned.
“Oh God, you peed on yourself?” Scooter groaned. Seriously, how more stupid can he be? I know he never had dealt with a pregnant lady before but he should have at least known better.
“Oh God.” I saw Justin mutter under his breath as he got out of the booth. “Ok so I guess this baby’s coming earlier than we expected?”
I nodded. “I guess.” I sighed.
“Alright welp, bye Scooter. See you in a few weeks.” Justin laughed and gave him a high five. We walked out of there and Scooter stood there shocked at what just had happened. I couldn’t help but giggle.
Justin helped me into the car before he got in and pulled out of the parking lot. “Can we go home first? I really want to shower, I feel disgusting.” I groaned.
“Yes, let’s just get home and let you take a shower. Don’t worry, our daughter can wait.” He scoffed. I grabbed the sleeve of his shirt and held it tightly as another contraction hit, this one was stronger.
“Ok, ok gentle, gentle.” Justin said as he grabbed my hand and gently pushed it away. I balled my hand up into a fist and hit his arm a little harder than I had expected to. “Ow!” He complained.
“Don’t complain, I’m the one about to push a baby out of my vagina.” I glared at him.
“Ok, ok I’m sorry.” He quickly apologized. “So like, shouldn’t we tell your dad that you’re in labor so he knows that the kids are spending the night with him?”
“So like, don’t you think I know that?” I mocked him. I pulled out my phone and called my dad. I quickly explained what was happening and hung up as we reached our house.
“Ok I’m gonna go get the packed bags, just wait here and whatever you do, do not let that baby come out.” Justin said as he kissed my cheek and ran out of the car and into the house. I rolled my eyes and looked through my purse to see if I had any food. I had a bag of gummy bears so I took it out and starting stuffing my face with them.
Justin came back out and put the bags in the backseat before hopping in and starting the drive towards the hospital. “Can I have some?” He asked and stuck his hand out so I could give him some.
“No.” I answered.
“Please?” He begged.
“Ok who’s the one giving birth here?” I reminded him.
“I’m sorry.” He frowned. Justin had been really good at dealing with my mood swings and cravings and everything this pregnancy. He didn’t complain much and he knew it was the hormones and not really me.
I dropped the bag when I felt another contraction hit and I grabbed Justin’s hand, squeezing it as much as I could. “I’m sorry.” I whispered once I let go and saw that his hand was red.
“It’s ok.” He chuckled.
“I forgot how much it hurts.” I cried.
“It’s ok baby.” He grabbed my hand. “Go ahead, squeeze it. I don’t care. That’s how much I love you.”
“I love you too.” I smiled before another contraction hit and I squeezed again. I can see Justin’s pained expression but he didn’t say anything, he knew not to at this point.
