Bey P.O.V.
When I got home I had a lot on my mind. I got the grocery's and put them all in the kitchen. When I finished I poured me a glass of wine and watched my shows. Half way through the marathon I had went to sleep. I woke up from the doorbell being rung. I got up and was too lazy to look thru the peephole I just opened the door and saw my guy best friend August. My eyes lit up and I jumped in his arms. He caught he and held me by my thighs.
"Oh my gosh Augie I missed you so much. Why didn't you call me?"
August smiled and put me down. I moved out of the way so he could come in. He took his jacket off and tossed it on the stairs. "I wanted to surprise you and little man. Speaking of little man where is Jayson?"
"With his daddy." When I said that I saw August eyes damn near come out of his head. I chuckled a little and made my way back to the living room. "When did Shawn come back?" "A couple weeks ago." I sat down on the couch and August came and I put my head on his lap while he played with my hair.
"Why didn't you tell me?" "I had forgot to tell you. I'm sorry babe." I got up a little and kissed his cheek and laid back down.
August smiled at me and leaned down and kissed my cheek back. "So Augie you wanna watch a movie?" "Yeah, but I get to chose." "Alright I'll go make some popcorn." I got off of the couch and made my way to the kitchen. I got out some of my favorite popcorn and put it in the microwave and watched as it popped. Now August and I have been friends for a couple years now. I met him a few months after I met Shawn.
We talked here and there, but not a lot. When Shawn left August helped me with everything. He bought majority of Jayson's stuff and he was there with me thru it all. August is the closest thing to a father that Jayson had ever had and I am grateful for August a lot. He was even in the delivery room when I had gave birth and he loved and cared for Jayson like he was his own. He was there for his 1st, 2nd and 3rd birthday just Jayson, August and I. The popcorn finished and I put it in a bowl and made my way over to the living room where August was on his phone.
"So what we watching?" I said sitting down be side him. "Annabelle" August wrapped his arm around me and I placed the popcorn on his lap and he started the movie.
*2 hours Later*
I woke up and felt myself being lited. I slightly opened my eye's and saw August carrying me up the stairs. I closed my eyes and I heard August open my bedroom door and I felt him lay me down on the bed. I opened my eyes and they met with August eye's. I smiled and I got out of the bed and took my clothes off while August layed down on the bed. I put on a tank top and pajama pants, I crawled on the bed and put my head on top of August's chest. He rubbed his fingers up and down my arm while I listened to his hearbeat. "Goodnight Augie. I love you." I said as I kissed his chest and turned over on my side. I felt the bed move a little and August arm drapped across my waist and he burried his face in between the crook of my neck and kissed it.
"Night BeyBey I love you too." Then I drifted off to sleep.
*Next Day*
Shawn P.O.V.
I woke up with my fiancé in my arms. I smiled and remembered last night. I snuck out of bed and I brushed my teeth and took a shower. When I got out the shower I saw Skylar still sleeping, I chuckled to myself and dried off putting on my white V-neck and red basketball shorts. I got out my Oreo LeBron James shoes and went to go wake up Jayson. When I got to his room he was spread out across his bed with his teddy bear in his arms. I smiled and walked over to him and picked him up, as soon as I did he started to cry. I rubbed his back and shushed him assuring him that daddy is here. Jayson calmed down a little and I put him down and went in his bathroom to start his bath.
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