𝑵𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒏 𝑳𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 1

Grace's POV.

''This is the last one,'' Alex scoffs and falls on the ground extremely tired.

I watch as he lays on his back trying to catch his breath. His dark hair falls on his shoulder longer than ever; his beard accurately, embraces his chin and half of his cheeks making him look five year older than his actual age; however the thing that can solve any tricks whoever it is the observer, are his eyes. If you look at the playfulness mixed with the black material that looks like the pure essence of his own life, you can tell Alex holds protectively a child inside of himself that will never grow old. He's so jealous of it, he never lets anyone see because, like me, falling scares him.

We have been moving boxes in the house the whole day and with We, I mean Alex only, since he didn't let me even get closer to heavy stuff.

'' You stay here and tell me what to put where,'' he said as I couldn't understand he was just trying to help me out.

My stomach haven't get any bigger this past days which both scares me and makes me happy so that I could hide it in school. We went for a checkup anyway, me and Alex, and doctor Reynolds said it was more than fine.

Alex is the one taking care of me as if I am his responsibly and the child I'm carrying, it's not mine but only his.

Sometimes when I'm tired and I pretend to be asleep, I catch him speaking to my belly, telling sweet things to the child that will come out late this summer. He caresses my skin and talks about the world, he thanks it for being merciful with me and not making me puke 247, he promises it he will be a good uncle and that he will be there for it.

I think it's boy, something deep inside of me tells me it can't be anything different. The thought of giving birth to a girl, scares the living shit out of me. I don't want for history to repeat.

'' Good, I'm exhausted,'' Alex blathers as he presses his now tattooed hand on his face. We went together to get that done. I kept holding his hand and he tried hard not to scream like a little child. Useless to say, I mocked him for days.

'' You know I could have helped right? You make me look like a fat, snobby ass that doesn't want to work because she's afraid of breaking a nail. I'm just pregnant, my legs and arms still work pretty well.'' Alex dismisses me tired of my usual speech and I watch as his chest lifts up and down. I stare at it hypnotized and for a second, I focus so much his breathe is the only thing filling the room.

At least I won't be that lonely since Alex is going to live with me.

He wouldn't listen to me, I tried to tell him he had his own life, that he didn't have to keep me under his gaze like I couldn't take care of me but I couldn't say or do anything to make him change his mind.

Part of me want to be angry with Alex, because he makes me feel like I'm about to break into pieces any moment and he wants to be there to prevent myself from letting go; The other part can't even find the words to thank him for sticking around and being the friend and the family I always dreamt of.