Muted | Ethan Dolan ✔️

Sixteen: Talk

Ethan's POV

I watched her walk out, even though she said she didn't regret anything I could tell she was lying. I slipped on my boxers and walked to Grayson's room. He was on his phone laying on his bed.

"You done with all the screaming and moaning?" He asked, not looking up from his phone.

"Bailey might be pregnant" I scratched the back of my neck.

"What do you mean?" He furrowed his eyebrows, looking at me.

"I mean..she might be pregnant, she could be having a baby!" I said running my fingers through my hair. "What if she leaves me? What if she doesn't want to be with me anymore?"

"Bro, all I can say is...it's too early to tell. You just had sex, Besides she traveled this far just to see you, I don't think she would do that. Besides if she is going to have a baby, then I can't wait until I'm an uncle" he smirked.

"Thanks" I said, what he had just said made me relieved. Even though I hate him to my guts, I love him too.

Just then the front door from downstairs shut. I went downstairs to only see mom.

"Mom, Baileys going to be staying with us for a while" I said.

"Bailey who?"

"The one I kept talking about, she came all the way out for me. Can she stay for a bit?"

"Fine," she sighed. "But no funny business" she pointed out.

"Too late" I thought.

"Okay, okay" I held up my hands.

-3 weeks later-

Everything has been good with Baily but she's been so snappy and mad for no reason. One second she wants to ride my face the next second she's throwing a tantrum like a little school girl.

I was cuddled up in bed with her, running my fingers through her black hair. I wanted to say something, but I didn't know what. What was there to say?

"So.." I said. "Did you find out if you were-"

"I don't wanna talk about it" she said

"Well did you at least take the-"

"Please Ethan. I'm not in the mood." She said slipping on one of my shirts.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked.

"Nothing" she said putting her hair up.

"Come here" I said.

"What?"

"Come here" I said sitting up, patting my lap.

She rolled her eyes and walked over towards me, after starting her down she sat down on my lap.

"What's going on"

"What you mean?"

"Why are you so snappy"

"I'm not snappy" she scoffed.

"Yeah whatever, just tell me what the tests said. I've been waiting for so long" I said cheerfully.

"I told you I don't want to talk about it" she said, trying to get up but I kept pulling her down. She knew she wasn't going anywhere, not until she tells me what happened.

"I'm not letting go, not until you tell me what's going on."

"Let go of me!" She yelled.

"Bailey, stop" I said calmly.

She relaxed and covered her face with her hands. We sat there in silence, not in awkward silence, but in silence.

"I'm pregnant" She frowned.

"I'm so sorry Bailey, I didn't mean to-"

"I'm not about to get all worked up about this, and neither are you, we'll talk about this later" she said getting up and walking out the door.

Bailey's POV

I felt bad for leaving Ethan like that, alone on the bed, but he obviously wanted to talk about it and I didn't. I grabbed some underwear from the tiny dresser in my room (technically Cameron's but she's grown and out on her own)

Until I get things situated with my mom and Ms.Dolan I'm gonna have to be living off of $1.00 underwear and Ethan's clothing.

I went to the bathroom and ran the shower water. I got in, but soon after I heard the door close again.

"We need to talk" Ethan said from the other side of the shower curtain.

"Now isn't a good time" I said.

"What frightens you so much?" He asked.

"What?"

"Why are you so scared to bring another life into the world?" He said, sitting down on the counter.

I bit my lip and thought carefully about what I was going to say.

"What if one day I decide I'm going to be an alcoholic? What if I accidentally get so mad at life that I just abuse my child? What if I don't spend any time with it? What if I can't provide for it? What if it hates me? What if I turn out like my dad did?" My voice cracked.

He pulled back the curtain and looked me directly in the eyes. "Your never going to be like your dad, I can tell that you going to be a good mom bailey. You sweet, caring, nice, sympathetic, sensitive and gentle. Sometimes." He smiled.

"Your going to be a good dad too." I smiled pecking his lips.

"But can you pull the shower curtain back please" I said covering my chest.

"I've already seen them not too long ago" he winked.

"Pervert" I said pulling back the curtain.