Chloe Next Door|Logan Paul Fanfiction| Sequal to My Brother's Roomate

It's His

Chloe's POV
I sighed when I see the plus sign start to form on the white and pink test in my hand. My hopes was that it'd be negative, but I had all the signs. I was starting to have morning sickness and Logan was starting to think that I had some stomach problem or something, but I think even he knows the real result of why I am constantly sick.

I grabbed the test in my hand tightly as I left the bathroom. I started to slip on my shoes once I heard the front door open. I hear the set down of keys and light stomping coming up the stairs I rush to put finish putting on my shoes and I start to dig the closet for a bag.

Once the bag was found, I started to throw in random clothes inside the bag and finally, the bedroom door opens and Logan stands their, his eyes growing wide.

"W-What are you doing? Chloe, baby, what did I d-do?" Logan starts rambling as he tries to stop me from packing.

Inside, I was smiling at the worry in his voice, but in the outside, I was rushing to leave his presence. But not for anything he did. Something I did.

"Uh, I have to leave LA for a few days. My, um, sister just had an accident in New York." I say not meeting eyes with the blonde man.

"Sister? You have a sister?" Logan questions, clearly not believing my story.

"Well, shes like a sister." I say and zip up the bag. I look up to his green eyes and smile. "I'll be back in a few days, probably." I kissed him goodbye and ran out the door.

I almost felt bad for lying to his face, but I could never tell him the truth. If I were to do so, he would literally kill to go to where I was heading.
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"Penthouse."

"Jason-"

"Yes, yes. That's him. I'm his wife. Can I please go up now?" I said to the woman at the front dress that had blonde hair and light pink lipstick on. She rolls her eyes at my rudeness and I return it before she gives me the key to the penthouse and I turn my heels.

I take the elevator up and when the doors open after a few moments, I see the familiar doors that lead me to Jason. I put the key in the door and opened it, hearing a click.

I see his annoyed waitress, Melody, cleaning his big living room as I walk inside. She looks at me and her eyes widen and I grow confused as she gathers her supplies and runs off into another room. I shrug off the confusion that has come over me and burst into the master bedroom.

There under white sheets laid a shirtless Jason with messy hair. I shake my head and slowly walk up to the side of the bed he was sleeping on, hearing the bottom of my shoes click clack as I step. When I am close enough to him, I push him a little to wake up.

"Jas, wake up." I said softly. I hear him groan and turn his body away from me. I roll my eyes and then smack his bare arm.

"I said wake up, I have something to tell you!" I said loud enough for him to stir awake with a loud groan.

"What the fuck-" his eyes meet mine and they go wide. "What the hell are you doing here? You are supposed to be gone! I have Sophia-"

"I just thought it'd be nice to tell you that you are going to be a father."

The room went silent as Jason looks at me with shock being represented throughout his face. His body was stiff as I rock and then finally, he shook his head rapidly.

"No, fuck that. That baby is not mine." Jason says almost yelling and my jaw almost drops at his words.

"What the hell! Are you actually going to leave me pregnant with your god damn child?!" I raised my voice and he just chuckled at the anger in my tone.
"It doesn't have to be mine, dumbass. But if you really want it to be, get a damn abortion. You're the last person I want a child with." 

I was a mixture of many emotions right now. I could not believe the words falling out of his mouth right now. That's when I started to feel sick to my stomach. I thought it was because of the anger, but it was actually morning sickness.

"Bathroom is over there. You look pale." Jason says bluntly and I rush over to the direction he had previously pointed towards. 

I vomited inside the white toilet as I fell to the floor and tried to keep my hair out the way. As I finished throwing up the snacks I had traveling over here to S-

"Don't tell Logan about me and you. Instead, tell him that it's his." I hear at the door frame and I turned to look at Jason who was still shirtless and his hair still a morning mess.

"You're not kidding?"

"Dead serious. I need Sophia to stay with me and you need Logan to stay with you. If he finds out about our affair, he will be quick to look for me and possibly even get police involved." Jason says and I stand up from the floor, flushing away my sickness.

"Are you sure?" I question and he is quick to nod.

I stand there for a moment and think, considering doing what Jason was suggesting I do. It wasn't long before I nodded my head and walked out the restroom, walking past him. I started to almost head out the room when I hear a baby cry. 

I feel the hairs on my body stand up as my hand is on the door nob, gripping it softly.

"His name is Alexander." Jason says and I look at him.

"Alexander?" I ask and he nods.

Logan Alexander

"Makes sense." I say and start to think my whole plan through all over again. Jason simply watches me with curiosity.

"What's wrong, Chloe? Cat caught your tongue hearing the baby?" Jason chuckles and I roll my eyes.

The soft part of me was starting to come out and I was actually thinking about everything. My actions were flashing in front of me, everything that I have done just to have Logan in my arms. He can't even have his own child in his arms. 

"What if...what if what we are doing is wrong?" I say to Jason and he looks at me as if I have lost my mind.

"Don't come to me with that bullshit, Bennet. We both have what we want, now get over it and continue with the plan." Jason says and walks into his closet.

Without another word, I turn the nob and as I'm about to walk out the door, I hear Jason speak to me once again.

"Oh, and another thing." I freeze. "Don't come running to me with the needs of that child you have there." I look down at my stomach that still had nothing much noticeable. "At the end of the day, that child will never be mine." 

I run out the door and out of the penthouse. I wanted to escape and be back home. When I heard that baby, many things hit me, right where everything should have hit a long time ago. I felt horrible, like a cold-hearted person. I felt sick to my stomach, and this time, it was not the baby. 

Though, that was only a piece of me that was trying to take over. A big part of me was still in need of keeping what was and has always been mine. And I planned on never losing him.

I took out my phone and tapped on my messages, clicking on Logan's contact.

New Message To: Logan
Hey. There is something I need to tell you.
I'm pregnant.