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17 - beautiful, baby

grayson

her eyes flutter while she sleeps. everything about her just screams perfect.

her skin was as smooth as a sheet of glass, her plump lips astoundingly shaped and raised, her hair falling effortlessly in all directions as a few fly-aways stick up.

yet she stills manages to look perfect.

i rest my head on the palm of my hand as my elbow digs into the sheets and mattress. she stirs and turns away from my view making me sigh.

her lips smack together and she opens her mouth. "you could at least act like you weren't staring at me."

my cheeks redden and she rolls herself back over. her index finger reaches up to my cheek and she traces my cheekbone then down to my lip.

"i like it when you get all embarrassed, it's cute," she yawns pulling her hand away and rolling over again, leaving her bare back facing me.

i slide my hand over her stomach and pull her body closer to mine. "stop turning away from me. i want to see your perfect face."

she scoffs with a quick little chuckle. "i am not perfect," she emphasizes staring me dead in the eyes.

  "well i think you are," i say and she sighs and gets out of bed.

she grabs a big t-shirt from the floor and throws it over her bare body, causing my eyes to trail over every last inch of it before it is covered in the soft fabric.

"seriously you're beautiful, baby," i say again making her cheeks a bright crimson.

she rolls her eyes, retaliating by covering her heated cheeks. "stop."

i stand up out of bed and pull on a pair of sweatpants. i make my way to her and grab her waist, pulling her into me. she buries her head in my chest and my hands find her hair, running my fingers through it.

kiara

grayson wraps his arms around me and squeezes my waist, his fingers tangling in the ends of my bed-head hair. he clears his throat like he's about to say something, anything, but stays quiet.

i glance at bailey's crib and notice she isn't there. i crack a smile realizing ethan probably came in and stole her; he's almost as baby obsessed as grayson.

"ethan came in earlier and took her," grayson states his voice sounding almost down.

he opens his mouth again but stops like he is weary of the words he wants to speak.

"you okay?" i ask slipping from his arms and pulling him with me back to the bed.

i plop down on my side and prop myself up on my elbow. he lays down next to me, his hand landing my hip bone and tracing down my leg.

his attention is focused on something else, though.

"what's wrong?" i ask softly, my fingers circling on his abdomen.

his eyes advert back to mine. "were you scared?"

my face contorts in confusion and his whole demeanor just drips with wonder.

"what do you mean?" i ask, an uneasy chuckle leaving my lips a little after.

"when you found out you were pregnant with bailey, i mean, like were you scared?"

words can't even describe how i felt when i saw those positive pregnancy tests. both happy and shocked emotions laced through every vein in my body.

  "yeah," i sigh, resting my hand on his neck. "you have no idea how afraid i was. afraid of losing you, afraid of my parents, afraid of losing our baby."

  "did you consider abortion? or giving her up for adoption?" he asks, his voice faltering over his choice of words.

  "gray, i believe there are consequences for our actions and i was fully willing to do anything for that baby, anything," i emphasize.

  she was my life. she still is.

  "kiara! grayson!" ethan's voice shouts from the other side of the closed bedroom door.

  i glance at grayson and just like that we are on our feet and running down the hard wood hallway.

  "what?!" we both pant in unison.

  i look over the couch for bailey and when i don't see her i walk around to get a better look.

  she's down on all fours, hidden behind the couch, and when i come into view she pulls herself up, her arms on the couch cushion as she uses it for assistance. her chubby little legs wobbly walk towards me and a smile breaks out over my face.

  "bails, you're walking!" i cheer, meeting her in the middle and grabbing her hands to help her.

  her tiny fingers wrap around both of my index fingers and she uses all her strength to hold herself up.

  grayson looks ecstatic just standing there and watching her. his eyes sparkle and motion him over. he scoops bailey off her feet and kisses her chubby cheeks, making a bunch of puckering sounds.

  "you're walking, babygirl!" he exclaims and she giggles, grabbing onto his chin.

nothing can compare to this moment.

a/n: all these chapters suck omg ughhh but i need to finish it lmao so i'm really trying to get a little more drama in there before i finish off the sequel ok bye ty for all the support ilya <3
-el