The Little Unexpected Things

Guess He's The Father

Edward's P.O.V

It was pretty much expected that everyone would be gathered at Alice's apartment. One, because it's the only other place we ever hang out. Two, because it's nice and clean. And three, because Jasper is one hell of a cook. It was a Friday, which normally meant that Jasper was gonna throw some steaks on the grill, Emmett was gonna bring the beer and I would bring the snacks. Alice just asks us not to destroy her home.

Today, however, a day after our first ultrasound and a day before their rehearsal dinner before my sister and Jasper become husband and wife, Bella and I have agreed to finally tell them who the father of the baby is. We have yet to tell our parents, but that will come after we see how these people react. Bella went back to her brother's yesterday after the ultrasound and told me they were back into asking her about the father of the baby and how frustrating it was. I'll be lying if I didn't half think about asking her to move in with me. I just don't think her living with her brother in a small bedroom that barely fits her bed is a place to be with a baby. My place is much bigger and there's enough room for three more babies. I haven't asked her though.

We walk in and the pregnancy puns begin. Especially when Alice announced she wasn't the only one with a bun in the oven and pulled out a tray full of buns out of the the oven.

"Okay guys, I know Bella is pregnant."

"Did she tell you who the father is?!" They all asked at the same time with the same level of anxiety.

I rolled my eyes. "Can we all sit on the couch and have a decent, adult conversation as the group of adults we are?"

They all looked at each other.

"No, I rather know who knocked up my sister and I know you know because she tells you everything!" Emmett said. "Now who do I have to castrate?"

Jesus Christ.

Bella stepped in. "Emmett, I would feel better if we had this conversation as a normal adults. Please?"

Alice then stepped in. "Fine, but in twenty minutes I better have the full name of the low life bastard that knocked you up?"

Gee, thanks sis.

We all gather up in my sister's living room. They sat next to each other on the long couch and Bella and I stood in front of them by the TV. I thought Bella wanted to tell them herself, but a few minutes went by and neither of us said a word and the four of them were glaring at us like hawks. Bella then pushed me forward and stepped back quickly. I give her a what the fuck look and she just shrugs and smiles at our friends.

Jesus fucking Christ.

I look at them and smile. "Okay, we do know who the father is and before any of you make a sound or ask a question you're gonna let us explain it first and then we'll answer your questions, comprende?"

"Just tell us who the father is!" Jasper shouted.

I ignore him. "Okay, so about a month and a half ago we had your guy's parties up in Vegas, remember?"

Rosalie gasps. "You got knocked up in Vegas!"

"Rosalie!" Bella snaps. "Please, let him finish."

I continue. "Anyway, we all know the arrangements. We all share the rooms in pairs and Bella and I usually share-"

Now Alice gasps. "You caught her in the act?! So you've been knowing who he is?!"

"Seriously, shut the fuck up," I say. "No, I did not catch her in the act! No one brought anyone into our one bed bedroom and no one got caught in the act. Jesus. Okay, as I was saying, Bella and I always share room. That night... Well, we were both really hammered and I mean, hammered. It's... Still a bit confusing on how this happened but bottom line is... We slept together. The baby is mine."