Everything was running smoothly again. Chloe finally got over her fears,which I was glad because I must admit it was getting tiring,luckily though she got over it. She was getting bigger now that she is 22 weeks. Seems like Nick and Demi were doing fine also. Actually Nick was getting prepared for his show at The Vault, some nightclub here in Los Angeles. Chloe and I were on the couch,going through all the photos I took of her growing belly throughout the weeks. “So I was planning on having a baby shower like around the week of January 5.”
I put the photos on my lap, “So do men have to attend?” I rubbed my face,looking at her, “I don’t know..I guess you don’t have to go,Joe.” she sighed.
I could tell she wanted me to go, “But you want me to go, but I haven’t heard of men going to baby showers and I don’t want to be the only guy with a ton of women saying, ‘oh my gosh,that is so cute.’ “ I tried my best impression of being a girl. Chloe giggled and rolled my eyes, “Then invite Nick.”
“Ha!” I threw my head back laughing, “You honestly think Macho Nick will come to an all pink girl baby shower? You’re crazy.”
She laid her head on my shoulder, “I just want you to be a part of this pregnancy.” I turned my face and kissed the top of her head, “I have been..I help make the babies...I’ll be decorating the rooms and putting up the furniture and shit like that.” I kissed her knuckles. “Well,first off,daddy needs to take care of his swearing and his alcohol drinking.” she smiled at me and grinned. Trying to be cute as she got up.
“Hey preggers.” I pulled her back down slowly onto my lap, “I understand the no swearing part,but no beer or wine?! What?! Like the twins know that stuff,and you,you’re going to regret that when the twins keep you up at night and you’re dying for a glass of wine.”
“No.” she pecked my lips, I chuckled, “Yes. I bet you $10 that’ll you’ll be crying for some wine and you couldn’t have some because we threw away the wine.”
“No,I’m going 9 months without wine, I can live. You can too.” she kissed my nose, “Ha, yeah,whatever.”
“Oh about furniture…” she ran her hand up my shirt and ran it up to my abdomen. I groaned,hoping it wasn’t too bad, “What about it?” she gave me a little smirked, “I think we need a new house.” she fixed my shirt, “What’s wrong with this house?” I looked at her,confused, “I like this house,Damon likes this house,and I’m sure the twins will too.”
I sighed,the look on her face, I could tell I couldn’t convince her that I didn’t want to move, “And I just decorated Damon’s room a few months ago.” I groaned, she started kissing my neck, “And I’ll be the only one boxing the furniture because you’re pregnant.”
“I have a brother and so do you.” she mumbled against my skin,I groaned, “But Nick is getting busy with his career and you know I don’t like your brother that much. Plus we have another room for the twins.”
She pulled away,slightly, “You honestly think two cribs could go in that small room?” She raised an eyebrow,”Yeah,they’ll be super close,sharing one crib and all.” I chuckled,but she did not,not even a smile. “Wow, Joe.” she got up, I watched her walk away, “Chloe..”
“This proves..” she covered her mouth,fixing to cry, “This proves that you don’t love me...I’m giving you babies..but this is what you do for me? You know..” she broke down in tears, “You know how much I didn’t like this house...this was more of a bachelor pad...You’re not a bachelor...You’re a husband and a father now...I thought you love me,Joe.”
I laid my head back and took a deep sigh,she did it. She did the tears and ‘you don’t love me’ trick. She knows I can’t stand her crying. “Fine,we’ll move. “ I got up, she clapped her hands together, “Really!?”
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Somebody to You
FanfictionA story about two brothers, Joe and Nick Jonas and a girl, named Demi, who comes into their lives. Everyone wants to be somebody to someone.