Big Time Accident
Summary: The guys runs into a chick who so happens to be pregnant and Gustavo's little daughter...Wait Daughter? How that happen? But what surprise them the most is that she's pregnant...Wait By who? Will the guys try to help her keep her secret from 'daddy'? or will they all fail in the process.
(Took me forever with the summary, but I guess this will have to do.)
Warning: Family, Drama, Romance? Hurt...? This is all questionable.
Disclaimer: I don't own Big Time Rush or as my little brother says Big Time Ring. (I don't get it.) or 1D.
(My friend asked me to write this so here I am. She doesn't have a fanfic account...or does she?)
My Oc some of you may know...I just don't use her a lot...I wonder why...Anywho her name is Diamond Payne (She took her mother's last name. IS related to Liam Payne?). She of course is 18, but will be 19 on April 29th. SHE'S PREGNANT! Blonde hair that is fucking long, comes to mid back..or longer? She wears bunny ears and has a bunny belt. Confused? No? Good. ON TO THE STORY! (ANd if your wondering why I'm putting question marks on everything...I'm HYPER! SLEEP DEPRIVED, AND TOO AWESOME FOR WORDS!)
Day 1:
Today I was exactly two and a half months pregnant. The only people who know I'm pregnant is Liam, and my mother. My father is oblivious to anything except his 'boy band'. It's like he doesn't have time for his own family. My father is Gustavo Rock. I was given my mother's last name as Liam was. Liam is older than me by a year or so. Anyway back to Gustavo, He left us when I turned sixteen to form another boy band that probably won't make it. Like the last one before that. "It's a good chance for me to start over." He repeated for the millionth time and as usual my mom will shake her head and say whatever. "Just don't come back crying when you fail." she would say with a stern look.
"Me, Fail?" He laughed. "I am Gustavo Rock." My mom would roll her eyes at him and move on. She would rant about how Liam leaves his boxers around and when is he going to clean that room, it smells like a cow giving birth. Liam will always say the same thing. "Next week." and continue to his video game. Apparently next week never came. Wait...I'm going off track backup: Gustavo Rock failure at so many things, a father, a record producer, and a drop out of college. What was he going to do with his life? The question on everyone's mind. Eventually he found the 'perfect' boy band. He would send us pictures of them and the tours and tickets...Why tickets? I wasn't going to their concert. What do I look like?
"Who are you talking to?" Liam asked passing my room. I turned away from the mirror.
"No one." I answered a grin playing on my face. Liam just looked at me weird and kept on going to wherever he was. I didn't care.
"By the way mom wants you.' he said from the depths of nowhere. Creepy. I stood there for a minute in front of the mirror debating with myself if he was lying to me. I stood there for a good twenty minutes before my mom yelled my name. "DIAMOND PAYNE," She yelled, " GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE NOW!" I guess he was right. I slowly walked down the ten steps to where my mother was standing as usual at the end of the tunnel...I mean staircase. "What was you doing?" She asked in that motherly tone.
"Debating." I replied staring at her from that big step at the bottom.
"With yourself?" she asked like it was the weirdest thing ever. She does it all the time.
"No with Pikachu." I said sarcastically. She gave me the look...we all know the look that mothers give when being to smart. That's the look.
"I will slap you." She said through clenched teeth. I was wondering why she did that, so I looked behind her and there was good ole Liam's friends. Harry-The cute one (Princess Dork: I have claimed Harry as mine. Just putting that out there.) Zayne-The Pakistani Nial-The leprechaun, and Louis-The funny one. Liam was my brother and gets mad when I categorize him, but the others seem to not mine. "Who are you talking to?" Harry asked. I blushed a little.
"No one." I said and headed towards the kitchen giving Liam a sign that means follow me. I failed at it. "Pssst, Liam." That was the sign. See Fail. Liam just looked at me like I was on crack. Now why would I be on crack whil I'm pregnant. I don't want a crack baby. There's already to many in the world. Poor babies.
I made it to the kitchen with Liam mumbling something incoherent. Whatever it was it didn't seem to matter or wasn't important. I opened the fridge...nothing...well there was something, but I didn't want it. Liam I guessed sat in the chair cause I heard it move back and forth. I went to go look in the cabinets and nothing that was satisfying my taste at all. I had the munchies(1) and needed something quick. The freezer too had nothing I wanted at all. I wanted Liam to go to the store for me, I would, but I gotten my license took away for reasons that really doesn't matter at the time. "Who are you talking to?" Why does everyone ask me that question? "Because your being weird." That doesn't sound like Liam to me. I turned quickly around to see Harry glaring at me and Liam looking out the window.
"Who you calling weird?" I asked trying to hide my emotions all at once. It was pretty hard considering that I liked Harry Styles and dream of one day marrying him and having a kid...his kid...not this kid...his kid. Just had to clear that up.
"What kid?" He asked trying to play off the smirk that was trying to surface on his perfect lips. I blushed and Liam chuckled a little.
"What are you doing in here anyway?" I changed the topic with my awesome powers of...awesome! Yeah awesome. Harry didn't say anything for a while and I started to wonder Why Liam wasn't talking to his friend and how the HELL did Harry get in the kitchen without me noticing. Weird. I tapped my chin for emphasis.
"You really need to stop talking to yourself." I glared at Liam who had a playful smile on his face as he left. Jerk. Why couldn't I be the oldest? Stupid dad...and mom...Harry continued to look at me, but this time he had a smirk on his face. "Dude answer my question." I told him with a fake look of sternness on my face.
"All of the questions you asked?" He answered. I nodded. He smiled. Oh what a smile. I mentally slapped myself for thinking that. "First a normal person doesn't talk to themselves, so that means I'm calling you weird. Second, You said something about my kid...and Last I followed you and your brother in here." He answered all of my questions. I'm surprised he remembered them all. He smiled.
"As long as I don't answer myself there's no problem." He just laughed. I didn't think I was funny at all. Harry then went back into the living room after a few minutes and shortly I too was in the living room sitting next to Liam. Zayne, Niall, and Louis was looking at my tummy(2). "What?" I asked looking around the room. Where the hell did my mom go? The four of them was quite, so I quickly found out what was going on. "SO WHAT I'M PREGNANT? DON'T ACT LIKE YOU DON'T SEE TONS OF GIRLS PREGNANT OUT THERE IN THE WORLD!" I yelled. I get angry easily now. Someone had hit the back of my head and I looked up to see it was my mother standing right behind me. "Why are you yelling?" I didn't answer. She grabbed me by the arm after looking at four blushing guys and Liam who she told to follow her in the kitchen.
When we was in the kitchen she said, "What's wrong with you?" Liam just stood there and I didn't answer at all. My mom glared at me. "Tell me and don't use the excuse 'I'm pregnant'." Wow does she know everything...? Lima chuckled, but quickly stopped when mommy gave him the death glare.
"Nothing. I guess just moodiness..." I told her looking down at the floor. She pulled me into a hug.
"Listen your dad's coming to pick you up." She whispered so only I ad Liam could hear her.
"WHAT?" I yelled. "Why? Is Liam going to?" I asked with tears threatening to run down my face.
"To L.A. No Liam is staying here. He doesn't want to go. He misses you that's why." She said. I shook my head causing my hair to fly and mom doesn't like that. Liam left the kitchen and the house with his loser friends(4). Mom grabbed my head.
"Stop. He will be here in exactly twenty minutes...eighteen now." She paused. "I packed your bags already."
"He's goin to know I'm pregnant." I whined. "How am I going to hide it when I'm six months?" I asked her.
"Tell him you got fat. He'll believe anything you say." She was so sure of herself.
"Whatever..." I whispered, so I don't get smacked.
One hour later:
That bastard had me get ready and he's not even here. I paced the whole entire house front and back and the inside. I was pissed beyond belief. I heard a car horn outside. Tough shit, I wasn't carrying all these bags and it probably isn't him. Again the car horn honked. Then there was mumbling and a door slam. Amazing what you can hear when you get pregnant. There was a knock on the door. Tough shit, mom wasn't hear and Liam, so I had to actually think about opening it. While I was debating with myself, keys could be heard outside of the door and THERE YOU GO! "Hey Di," Only people I'm close to call me that...that was a lie...I didn't say anything I just glared at him. "Just like your mom, glaring at somebody." He laughed. "Speaking of where is Liam and your mother?"
"Not here." I answered. He smiled at me.
"where's your bags?" I pointed to the seven suitcases. "That's good you have everything." I looked at him confused. "Your mom didn't tell you wasn't coming back." He said/asked.
"WHAT?" I had a bitch fit which caused him to have to get some random girl who name I don't know come help with the bags, so he can pick me up.
"This is Kelly." He said while putting me in the car. His whole facial expression changed so quick. "Dogs!" He yelled at the back of the limo.
"You have dogs?" I asked. "I hate dogs." I crossed my arms over my chest and a frown replaced my angry face(Yes I say angry face.).
"'Sup?' A voice replied in the back. Dogs talk...since when? I asked myself.
"This is my daughter Diamond!" He yelled. What's with the yelling now. "Diamond these are the dogs!" I turned to look at a smiling Blonde, a brunette, a Latino, and one that looks like a nerd. "Don't do ANYTHING to her or I WILL KILL YOU!" My head was hurting from the constant yelling. As soon as he had gotten in next to Kelly the 'dogs' introduced themselves.
"Hi," the blonde smiled. "I'm Kendall Knight." He held his hand out and soon realized I wasn't going to shake it. He sat back with a questioning look on his face.
"I'm Carlos and this is my helmet." He said patting his headgear.
"I'm James." That's what he said. Nice intro...NOT! I said in my head...I think.
"I'm Logan," He smiled. God I hate him.
"DIAMOND WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO?" Gustavo yelled.
No one dad." I said with hatred oozing out of every word, letter that came out of my mouth. This was officially going to be the death of me.
The ride was quite as we headed to the airport and it was quite there too...until good ole Carlos asked a question. "Where is hse going to stay Gustavo?"
"WITH YOU DOGS!" What?
'NO FUCKING WAY!" I yelled.
"YES AND WATCH YOUR MOUTH!" He yelled back. We had a yell fest where I quickly gave up.
"I hate you." I muttered.
"Wait," James said looking at Gustavo. "Did you say she was your daughter?"
"IF YOU WAS LISTENING I DID!" He yelled at the dog. LOL Dog. That's not funny.
We finally maid it to MidWay Airport. We were on time for the plane. First Class. Not Coach, but first class. Nice. We sat in our assigned seats. What are we in elementary school? I had to sit next to the nerd and the pretty boy out of all the people in the world. Well for like five seconds until Kendall asked James if he can sit next to him. Are they gay...? That's questionable. Carlos switched seats with the nerd who called himself Logan. Dumb name. Logan. Carlos started to poke my tummy. "You're problem?" I asked.
"You're stomach." He smirked.
"about?' I asked again.
"Pretty big..." He stopped himself. Does he know? I told mom it was obvious. I ignored Carlos the whole way to the LAX airport. I actually ignored them all including...GOOD OLE DAD! Carlos was talking to Logan and occasionally they'll look at me and talk to James and Kendall. How girly. I swear their gay. All four of them. Gustavo had got himself gay boys this time.
"Whose Gay?" Logan the nerd asked and everyone looked at me.
"You Nerd." I told him glaring. "And the pretty boy, the blonde and the Latino. All of you."
"We have names." I think the blond said that. I don't know or care I was already walking with Kelly and Gustavo.
Princess Dork:
Hey Guys...I LOVE BTR AND ONE DIRECTION. But Diamond is a moody Bitch...so yeah.
1. Munchies...She doesn't smoke, but is hungry all the time...No idea what's that called.
2. I say tummy...so what.
3. Ignore that part.
4. I love One Direction.
The button down there is looking pretty lonely without any one to click it.
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