Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own this.
A/N: So Bold is actions and Italics are flashbacks.
January 17, 2011 6pm eastern standard time
Mark POV
I'm officially going to be a dad again. What if I mess this one up?
Christi POV
My mom's pregnant and I have to move into the room currently known as the film storage closet. Ok well maybe it isn't quite a closet but its damn close. Brad tried to comfort me but he doesn't know what it's like to suddenly be replaced. Ugh, than there'll be all the nights the baby's up crying without any end. I can't live like this! I know what I should do; I should get my own place. I could live on the floor below Uncle Roger and Brad. They'd never go for that though because I'm only 15…well almost 15. Fine, it's 6 months till I'm 15. Are you happy now? I just can't handle this; school's started back up last week and that means I have to study constantly. Than there's Brad, my Brad, he's so understanding of all my highs and lows and everything that's been going on.
Brad POV
Why can't she get a grip on her emotions? One minute she's smiling and laughing than the next she's close to tears. It our parents, they're so fucked up that it's wrecking our lives. It because of Uncle Mark and Aunt Lauren that Christi's been all over the place, they're having another baby so of course she feels like she can easily be replaced. I really want to help her because she can't be replaced, no one can.
Lauren POV
I can't do this, I just can't. We don't even have room for a Baby! There's 2 rooms and Marks film closet, which is like a room full of shelves. Christi likes her room, we finally had it decorated a way that we could all live with than Mark and I need our room, Mark would never give up his film room. Maybe I should check.
(No POV)
Lauren: Mark, can we talk?
Mark: Sure, is there some type of food or something you want?
Lauren: No I don't while maybe some chocolate chip ice cream with coconut. But that's beside the point.
Christi walks into the main room
Mark: Christi why don't you come here, we can make it a family talk
Christi: I'd rather not; I'll just be getting back to my room
Mark: Christina Angel Cohen you'll sit here right now
Christi: Fine dad
Christi sits down on the chair next to the couch where Mark and Lauren are sitting
Christi: So what's this all about?
Lauren: Mark, I want you to take apart your film closet so we can use it as a baby's room
Mark: What?
Lauren: Since we built it in I figured we could move a couple of the walls out so it's bigger
Mark: Where'll I put my film than?
Christi: My vote is to chuck it
Lauren: Or put it on the empty bookshelf over there points to bookshelf
Mark: I guess that'll work
Lauren: That's it than
Lauren POV
That was easier than I thought it would be! I hate this feeling though, not knowing what's going to happen or if I'm going to be a good parent.
Christi POV
I get to keep my room; I get to keep my room! And dad has to give up his film closet, well he would anyway but I'm not the one who has to sleep in it. I think my mom's calling me.
"Christi! Leah's here," Yep, I was right she was calling me.
"Coming," I yell.
I walk to the front door to see Leah standing there in her standard jeans and Maureen's old leather jacket.
"Hey," I say to Leah while closing the loft door behind me, "why don't we head up to the roof?"
"Sure," She replied.
When we got up there we each sat on the old couch that sat there.
"So I heard about you and Brad," She told me.
"It's great isn't it?" I ask.
"Well it depends what you choose to do because it could ruin your life in so many ways. When I was in your situation I just had to end it," she replied.
"What are you talking about?" I question her because I was so puzzled.
"Maureen said your pregnant, wait you are right?" She asked me.
"No, I'm not. My mom is, Maureen probably got her wires crossed." I say with shock, "wait you were at some point?"
"Uhhhhhhhh," Was the response I got.
"Leah, I know that face just spill it," I tell her.
"It was after junior prom last year, it was a one night hook-up and I got pregnant. I knew I wasn't ready for any of it," She told me.
"Did or does Maureen or Joanne know?" I ask her.
"No neither knows. Nobody knows, so don't tell anyone promise?" She asked me with these puppy dog eyes.
"Of course," I reply and we hug, "some thing did happen between Brad and I though."
She gave me the quizzical look that means for me to elaborate.
"Well last week Brad and I made out in Central Park, we walked over there after school and it was all romantic and everything," I tell her with a huge grin on my face remembering the afternoon.
Flashback in Christi POV
"Aren't the trees beautiful with all the frost on them?" I ask him happily skipping down the path that leads form our school to Central Park.
"Yeah they are. Hey look at the sky," He replies.
"Kiss me it's beginning to snow!" I tell him the way I had seen Angel tell Collins on an old tape of dads'.
With that he leaned into kiss me softly on the lips. We continued to walk to the park; we took a detour to get hot coco at Starbucks and continued walking.
"You have whipping cream on your mouth!" I say between giggles to him.
"Well you do as well," he than leaned in and kissed it off my lips.
In the current time Christi POV
"Oh my god, you've become one of those cutesy wootsy couples!" She squealed at me.
I head the door to the roof close and turned around to see who's standing there. It was Brad carrying my coat.
"Your mom said that you need a coat and told me to bring it up," Brad told me with a little grin on his face (A/N: Think of when Mimi climber through the window in Another Day and Roger does that quick little smirk.).
I love him so much.
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