Chapter 12

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~Jess's POV~

"Did you feel that?" I smile up at Nash.

His face is exactly what I wanted to see.

His grin goes from ear to ear, and his eyes light up like a kid on Christmas.

It sends a warm feeling through my stomach.

This time it isn't the baby. It's the safeness.

"Hey little buddy. Don't hurt mommy down there. Can't wait to see ya." He whispers, rubbing my bump.

I ruffle his hair.

"Thank you." I softly say.

He stands up confused.

"For being here for me." I tell him.

He shakes his head.

"It's my baby Jess. I'll always be here."

I rap my arms around his neck, not wanting to let go. This boy.. He's amazing.

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~Hayes POV~

Yo I can't believe I had sex!

Leylah is sooo fine . It felt amazing to be inside of her. If that's how you wanna put it.. I don't know.

I lay back in my bed, still astonished at what happened.

I know I told her we hardly knew each other and all that crap.. But this morning ,when she sat on my bed in my t-shirt with her legs open. It just.

Got to me somehow, I guess,

Hopefully no one will find out.

When I go to throw on my shirt I here a scream.

Good lord what now?

"HAYESSSSS!" Nash sounds pissed.

Fuck.

I run to shut my door, but he jams his arm inside. He's much too muscular for me to stop him from coming in.

"God Nash, what?" I say letting him in.

He's bright red, almost purple.

I'm screwed.

In behind him comes Dad.

Ah shitttt.

I slump onto my bed, ready for the hit.

"Hayes what the hell?" Nash grumbles.

I roll my eyes.

"Roll your eyes one more time. Your in huge trouble." Dad tells me.

I figured.

"I did nothing wrong!" I cry out.

They both snicker.

"Your grounded for a month. Your going to stay with your mother." Dad snaps.

My mouth drops. NO!

"Dad noooo!" I plead.

He shakes his head.

"Your 13 and honestly Hayes? She's 12! Do you see where Jess is right now? Because Nash made the mistake? I don't need both my boys being teenage parents." He hisses.

I shut my eyes, so I don't go off.

"Fine assholes" I mutter to them.

And out of no where Nash's fist collided with my face.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" I yell caressing my chin.

"Don't you ever call dad an asshole." He snaps.

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