Nothing But The Truth

14

:::Emma's POV:::

"We are not naming our son Lyric Michael." Drew shook his head.

"I think it's cute! Plus when you get more famous we can be one of those crazy Hollywood families." I laughed.

"He'll get beat up in school." He argued.

"Not if you teach him to fight." I shrugged laughing.

"Emma." He urged.

"Drew." I smiled looking over at him.

He shook his head again and laughed. "And that's why you're pregnant." He mumbled.

"Why's that?" I asked.

"Because you get this damn look in your eyes when we argue and its really attractive. Plus, you treat me like a normal guy instead of a famous musician." He told me.

I smiled and kissed his cheek. I'm not sure what we are exactly. We aren't dating but I'm having his baby, and we both really like each other. I guess we'll just see where it leads. I wouldn't mind ending up with Drew though. He's everything I'd hoped or when I pictured the guy I'd marry and have a family with. I just hope I get the chance.

Drew and I were cuddled together on the couch. He was listening to me complain that I was cold in this ninety degree house as he flipped through the channels on tv. He's been at my house three days in a row now. Not to mention that he's come over almost every day for at least an hour just to make sure I'm okay after he goes to the studio with the boys. He's literally been so supportive. I was about to get up and get a blanket when I felt pressure in my lower abdomen, and then it happened. My water broke.

"Um, Drew..." I said nervously. "I think my water just broke."

"What?" He looked petrified. "What do I do! Is there a bag packed? Should I call someone! Oh my god breathe!" He started breathing like they do in movies when the women go into labor.

"Drew chill out!" I laughed. "My hospital bag is by the front door. You need to drive me to the hospital, and I'll call the doctor and Patience on the way there." I added calmly as I changed my pants in the laundry room.

"Okay got it. Aren't you scared?" He asked getting up to rush around shoving his feet in his shoes and grab the bag along with his keys.

"Of course I'm scared! I'm about to push a kid out of my vagina!" I shouted as I felt a serge of pain. "Holy fuck!"

"What's wrong? Oh my god don't have him here!" He dropped his keys and ran over to me gripping my shoulders.

"I've never felt this much pain in my life!" I squeezed his hand as the pain eased. "That was my first contraction. We have to time them to see how far apart they are and how long the last." I said once it was over.

Drew looked ready to be sick. "Okay, lets get going to the hospital." He picked up his keys and headed to his car with the bag. He started the car and began to back out.

I bust out laughing at the fact he was so scared he'd left me standing on the front porch. He tapped the brakes and threw the car into park running back to me. "Forget something?" I asked still laughing.

"Yeah the girl having the baby might need to actually get to the hospital." He chuckled helping me waddle to the car.

"That might be a good idea." I said as I ducked into the passenger seat.

The ride to the hospital took over an hour. I called the doctor and she said she'd have a room ready. I called Patience and she told me her and Wes would meet us there. I texted my mom and Drew's mom to let them know and told them both Drew would update them later. My contractions were about thirty minutes apart and they hurt like a bitch.

Once we were in the room at the hospital the doctor was checking to make sure everything was going smoothly and Drew took my hand. "It all okay Emma. I'm right here." He assured me as I panted out shallow breaths from the pain of my most resent contraction.

"Get this kid out of me!" I groaned through gritted teeth.

"You're not dilated enough yet honey." The doctor said. "There are two people outside that claim they're here for you though. A Patience and a Wesley, do you want then in or no? They can come see you but they can't stay." She added.

"Yeah let them in." I sighed releasing Drew's hand so he could stretch his fingers.

Patience and Wes burst in with Keaton tagging in behind them. "Oh wow this is so crazy! You're about to be a mom!" Patience squeezed my shoulder.

"How's papa bear doing?" Wes joked with Drew.

"I'm okay, but I think she broke my hand." Drew laughed.

"A broken hand is nothing compared to what I'm going through!" I growled.

Patience sighed. "Easy tiger."

"Get him Emma." Keaton laughed taking a seat in the chair. "I can't believe Drew's going to be a dad."

"If the doctor doesn't get this baby out he won't be." I groaned. Then I felt the next contraction start. "Oh my god!"

"Breathe Emma." Drew reminded me taking my hand again when he saw the pain in my face. "In and out. It's okay."

I gripped his hand and he didn't flinch even though I know it hurt. The doctor came in and rushed everyone except Drew out. She had her nurses come in and then she sat me up to push. It's the worst pain I've ever been in in my whole life. It's like trying to push a watermelon out of a hole the size of a pea.

"Emma one more hard push baby!" Drew said as I sat forward squeezing his hand.

I pushed one last time and the baby was out. The doctor scooped him away to clean him up and she said something I couldn't hear over all the noise. Things started to get fuzzy and I heard Drew telling me to stay with him, but I couldn't. The last sound I heard was my baby boy crying and then everything turned black and it was silent.