Pregnant at Sixteen

You're Such a Dork

"Are you serious?" I walked towards the crib, smiling like a complete idiot. 

"I am," he grinned, walking towards me. "I'm here for you, Myra and I always will. I'm sorry for the way I treated you, but I'm freaking out. I was scared of my reputation, but I don't care anymore because I want to be here for both of you."

"Xander, I don't want to hear this if you are going to just leave us again," I whispered, looking up at him. "I'm scared too. I'm the one who has this baby with me wherever."

"I promise I'll be here," he promised, wrapping his arms around my waist. 

"Don't make promises you can't keep, Crawford," I told him, looking down at his arms on my waist. He put a finger under my chin, making me look at him. 

"I'm not leaving." 

I roll my eyes and smile and at him, "Okay, I believe you." 

"You do?!" his eyes lit up and a grin was plastered on his face. I nodded and kissed his cheek. 

"Thank you," I whispered in his ear, unwrapping his arms around me. "By the way, the next appointment is on the 9th and you better not threaten me again." 

"Ugh, you will never get over that will you?" he frowned. "I'm really sorry!" 

"Just remember the appointment is on Saturday," I rolled my eyes, walking out of the cute nursery room. 

"I will," he followed behind me as I walked down the stairs. Strong arms wrapped around me from behind and hands were on my bare stomach underneath my shirt. Goosebumps formed on my skin when he breathed closed to my neck. What is he doing? 

"W-what are you d-doing, Crawford?" I asked, looking at his hands. 

"I'm feeling our baby," he whispered, placing his chin on my shoulder. 

"Xander, I should really head back to school," I told him, but he pulled me closer. 

"I told you that Cami will get your assignments," he said softly. "I want to spend my day getting to know the mother of my baby." 

"Really?" I turned around, looking up at him with his arms still wrapped around me. "What do you want to know?" 

"Mostly your body," he smirked. I hit him softly on the arm. 

"You already know my body, you dick," I rolled my eyes, pushing him away. He laughed, grabbing my hand. 

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry," he smiled, "how about we watch movies and talk?" 

"Alright, whatever floats your boat." 

"Poor Georgie!" he cried, "he was so young..his poor arm.." 

"You're such a dork!" 

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this chapter is short but that's okay!