Hey all. I've been lurking on here for ages and I've never gotten around to writing my own fanfiction despite having a few ideas. I'm no writing genius but I am studying a module in it at uni so writing on here is good practice. This is just a little idea I had. Enjoy...
As he took the lift up to his apartment something didn't feel right. It felt like there was piece of him missing.
The lift stopped and the doors opened. Nick picked up the car seat off the floor and walked to his front door. As he turned the key he sighed. He was scared. He took a deep breath and pushed the door open walking in to the open plan flat. He walked over to the sofa and placed the car seat down in front of him, sitting down he then picked up the baby that was sitting in it.
"I don't know what we do now mate." Nick said in a worried tone. "It wasn't exactly planned to be like this. Your mother…" Nick trailed off. He couldn't even think about her without a wave of emotion taking over. He held back the tears that we forming in his eyes. "Your mother and I were going to give you the perfect life no matter what. But now it just looks like I'm going to be doing that…" The tears came through and Nick could do nothing to stop them. He didn't even know if they were tears of sadness or tears of joy.
Just one short week ago Nick's life was perfect. He had the girl of his dreams and a baby on the way. He never thought that anything would snatch that happiness away. That was until his girlfriend Yvonne died moments after giving birth to their son.
Things didn't really sink in properly for at least two days and Nick decided he needed to be strong for his son. He tried to ignore things and turned off his phone to avoid any contact with anyone, he thought talking was for wimps. Cutting himself from everyone was the only thing he knew. Only he couldn't cut himself from everyone now. He had a son. He'd need some kind of support.
Nick looked down at the baby in his arms. He hadn't even given him a name. He had no time to think about that kind of thing. He had to plan a funeral for the love of his life. It didn't seem long ago he was planning his own funeral but then his best friend Zoe interfered and things changed. Looking down at his baby Nick realised he should probably talk to someone and who else but Zoe.
He took his phone out of his pocket and ignoring all the messages from worried loved ones, dialled a familiar number…
Hope that wasn't too painful to read. I'm not too sure when I'll update this as I'm busy but I'm sure it won't be too long. :)