abused & rescued ↣ nathan sykes

Baby Shopping & Kicking

Nathan's POV:

I woke up laying on my stomach with a pressure on my thighs and someone patting my bum repeatedly. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. Then I hear a giggle, the most beautiful giggle, Kayla's giggle. I pushed myself up on my elbows and twisted my body to see Kayla sitting with her legs crossed on my legs. She looked at me and giggled. I smiled,

"Good morning beautiful." I said. I flipped myself around. Kayla giggled,

"Good morning." She said. I grabbed one of Kayla's hands and played with her tiny fingers. I looked up at her and looked at her hand again. I linked her fingers with mine,

"How do you hold anything with these tiny little things?" I asked. Kayla's jaw dropped jokingly,

"Hey, you're mean.." She pouted. I frowned jokingly and grabbed her other hand and linked my other set of fingers with hers,

"No, I just like your cute little hands." I said quietly. Kayla giggled and kissed my nose,

"Are we going to get the babies bath stuff today like you promised?" She asked. I nodded,

"Of course, what have I ever lied to you about?" I asked, already knowing the answer. Kayla smiled,

"Nothing.." She giggled. I smiled,

"That's right, now let's get dressed and we'll go to the store." I said as I patted her thighs. Kayla got up and skipped to her wardrobe. I smiled and shook my head. I changed into Levi's and I hung them loose light I usually do, a blue t-shirt and white trainers with my chain necklaces, my captain America SnapBack, and my black sunglasses. When I had turned around Kayla had changed into a strapless mint green dress with white flowers, an oversized white-knit cardigan, black thigh-high stockings and black 3 inch heels. I furrowed my eyebrows,

"Baby don't your feet hurt?" I asked. She shook her head,

"No, I've worn heels since I was 12." She explained. I nodded,

"Alright are you ready?" I asked. She nodded,

"Mhm." She hummed. I held out my arm,

"M'lady..." I said in a posh accent. Kayla giggled and we walked into the living room. Kayla stopped and walked into the kitchen,

"I'm gonna grab a bottle of water babe do you want one?" She called from the kitchen. I grabbed the keys to the car from the little bowl by the front door,

"Yes please." I yelled back. Kayla came out of the kitchen with two bottles of water. But they were strange looking ones. One was just regular water Nd the other had cut strawberries in it. She handed the regular one to me and I realized they were made out of glass. I turned the bottle over,

"Voss?" I asked. The word was written across the side of the bottle. Kayla nodded and took a sip,

"I know it's not the water you guys usually get here but it's my favorite water from America. My momma sends 20 bottles to me in the mail every month in the mail, I like mine better with strawberries, it tastes just like fruit juice." She shrugged. I nodded and took a drink. It was really good,

"Wow, that's good, let's go babe." I said. We walked outside and I locked the door behind us. We both piled in the car and drove to the same baby store we went to yesterday.

Once we were in the store we went to the bath section,

"Ok we already got soap and shampoo, let's get bubbles! That was my favorite part of bath time when I was little was putting the bubbles on my face and pretending I was Santa." Kayla giggled. I chuckled,