Forbidden (Gay Story)

Chapter 4

(A/N: woah hey there. I'm v late but I'm excited for this B)

December 3rd

A Mini Alex

Justin's POV

(A/N: POV means point of view okay byeeee)

I don't think Alex likes the idea of adopting a child. Since he is bisexual, he's always wanted to have a child with a female. He's always thought about having a child with the same genetics as he, and a touch of genetics from his partner.

But I mean, I guess he hasn't thought about wanting a child anymore since we've been together. I guess he thinks that if we were to get married, we would never come to have any kids.

Then again, Alex is bi. He could always ask a friend to you know, have our sperm and uh... you know. But it seems like a load of work. She would have to carry our child, give labor, then we'd have to do paper work in order to have him under our custody. Anyways, wouldn't it just be easier to adopt?

Sometimes, it gives me the feeling that he doesn't want to be in this relationship. Or maybe that he isn't bisexual at all. But there are plenty of reasons he might not want kids.

Flashback...

I looked at Alex with a pout,"why don't you want to have kids?"

"I'm afraid."

"Why? There's nothing to be afraid of, Alex."

"What if he gets a disease because of me smoking? I mean, I just don't want to be a bad example for the baby."

End of flashback...

He does have a point there. I wouldn't want our child to grow up and point out my scars, asking where I got them from. What would he say when he'd get older? He'd think that I'm a depressed faggot. But that's not what I'm worried of- even worse if he'd do it himself. No way would I ever let my child ever do any harm to itself.

Maybe I can just look at orphan babies... that won't harm anyone, right? I can just admire them and not have to tell Alex. I grab my laptop from our room and search up orphanages.

This particular orphanage that was the 'best suggestion' was in Miami. I click on the site. It asks me what gender I want. What gender do I want?

As long as the baby's healthy, really. But I kind of... want a girl. I mean, with a girl, I can dress her up and comb her hair and paint her nails and take her shopping and do her makeup and dress her up in glitter! Oh, I would just adore her! Next, the computer asks me what age I want my child to be. Well, I don't want a kid that's older than 2, that's for sure. I don't want the same thing to happen to us as the movie The Orphan. Oh looooord, no. So I put in 0-2.

What cultural background? Hispanic? Chinese? Asian? African American? Italian? Russian? Just American?

This is a tough decision. I'm just looking at pictures of baby's for God's sake, I think to myself. Well, wouldn't it be cute if the baby had the same culture as Alex? Oh my God, a mini Alex! I put in Hispanic and the baby pictures load.

I'm scrolling down, maybe on the 20-somthingth baby, and I just- I fell in love. It was a little boy. For some reason, he was in the girl's section? Maybe it was an accident? Anyways, he reminded me just of Alex. His golden specks in his eyes and his black hair. His cute little smile and his chubby cheeks.

He was only 6 months and came from a young mother who decided to rather not have an abortion and put the kid up in adoption. I print out his picture to show to Alex.

Alex was at school. Yes, he goes to college. It's only a couple days a week: he goes to beauty school. Yes, beauty school.

I leave the picture on the counter for when I pick him up from school. We usually go get coffee or lunch afterwards. I get in the car to go pick him up. The drive to the school is only about 10 minutes.

Once Alex gets in the car, I try hard not to tell him about the baby. I'd rather not have him react in the car and just have a normal lunch with him. We go through the Starbucks drive thru and get raspberry iced teas and then to a frozen yogurt shop.

Once we get home from there, he instantly notices the picture. "Who's this?" He asks, seemingly interested.

"I kind of... looked at pictures of orphan babies." I reply.

"He's gorgeous."

And that's when I came to realize that maybe this baby could be our future child.

(A/N: yayyayayyayy I feel like this was a good chapter. Woot woot! Woah, what'll happen next? I don't know myself omg but yay)