Chapter 13
I knew me and Gabs weren't going to get many of these moments when our boy is born and when I go off to college. Right now we were laying in the hammock in my back yard, her head was rested on my chest, one leg hooked around mine, so her bump right comfortable next to my side. I was twirling bits of her curly hair around my finger letting the strand go and doing it again, while the other hand was behind my head, her fingers playing with the buttons of my plaid shirt.
"Troy?" Gabriella asked, while being drowned in one of my sweaters which said Bolton on the back in big letters.
"Yeah, baby?" I whispered, shifting so I was a little on my side now, to see Gabriella's face slightly.
"I love you," She giggled, her eyes twinkling and snuggled into me more, smiling.
I grinned "I love you, too," I chuckled at my girlfriend's actions as her face buried itself into the gap between my side and my arm. "Your such a weirdo," I added.
"But you love me," She sung, poking my stomach. I didn't reply so she tried to poke me again but I caught her hand and laced our fingers together.
"That I do," I said, my eyebrows raised and I squeezed her finger between mine.
"You better 'cause in 4 months I'm having your kid," Gabs kissed my collar bone and ran her index finger along mine.
"You are and because of that, your even more amazing," I smirked and leant down to kiss her softly and gently for a couple of seconds, I pulled back but only to kiss her once more.
"Cheesy boyfriend, alert," Gabriella teased and pulled her hand away from mine to slide under my t-shirt and rub my well define abs. "You've been working out," Gabriella stated more than asked.
"Cheesy girlfriend, alert," I mocked which earned a pinch on my stomach and a chuckle from me. "But yeah, I have. At soccer practise, we do an hour in the weight room, running etc. and then an hour of skills and an actual game. Then some nights after work, I'll go to the gym," I told my girlfriend who's eyebrows were raised but she hadn't stopped stroking my abs.
"Gym junkie," Gabs smirked now tracing each contour.
"Hmm, I only do it because I know how much you love my muscle," I winked down at the adorable yet sexy beauty.
"We are not having this conversation again," Gabriella said and put emphasise on the word 'not'.
"Okay, Okay, chill," I chuckled while pulling her closer to me so her hand slid round onto my side but didn't stop the stroking.
"You're my cheesy, gym junkie, weirdo boyfriend," Gabriella confirmed, my shirt now moving it way up my body as Gabriella's hand stroked up to my shoulder and back down.
"Nice," I laughed "I'm glad I have a lovely girlfriend," I said, sarcastically but smirking.
Gabriella's head moved and she looked out me, pouting slightly with narrow eyes "You better be careful, mister,"
"And why's that, misses?" I mocked again, really enjoying teasing Gabriella.
She hesitated "You just should," Gabs pouted, really sorry for herself that she couldn't think of a better come back.
I laughed and then put my hand in my pocket and pulled out a little box and held it between us, turning serious "It's not what you think, I'm not proposing. One day, not day," I said and she nodded, smiling so I continued while looking at her moonlit face. "Listen, we've been together for what a little over 2 years?" I asked, rhetorically and wasn't surprised when she didn't reply "Well I've had so much fun with you, you and our boy are literally my everything and my future. I love so much and I know your worried that I'll go off with some college girl and leave you and our baby but that's not gonna happen. So I brought you this," I opened the box "It's a promise ring," I chuckled slightly "I promise that one day I'll propose and I promise that your it for me and I will never ever cheat on you or go off with a another girl and leave you," I said, pulling the plain gold band from the box. "So erm you want it?" I chuckled, rubbing the back of my head.
"Mhm," She smiled, giggling at how nervous a looked.
"I did some research and they all said that the vein of love runs from the third finger on the left hand directly to the heart. It's the history, apparently. There was another one but I can't remember it," I chuckled, nervously. "Oh it also said that if you plan on marrying the person one day I should put in on your left ring finger but if not the ri-," Gabriella's lips cut me off by placing them softly on mine, just lingering.
Gabs pulled back and gave me her left hand "Can't argue with the internet," Gabriella laughed.
I slid the ring on her finger and laced it with mine. "I promise you I'll propose, someday," I whispered, leaning my forehead on her's, giving her an Eskimo kiss.
"Cheesy," Gabriella giggled again, wrapping her arm over my waist again, putting her hand under my shirt and cuddling up to me.
"The baby likes it though," I laughed as I felt the baby kick or punch my stomach.
"He's telling you to stop," Gabriella said, cheekily, matching it with a grin.
"Your lucky your pregnant," I grumbled, jokingly and rubbing her lower back occasionally going down to her butt and up to her bra strap.
"Bring it, muscles," Gabs smiled against my skin and pressed a kiss to my neck, at the same time brushing her long eyelashes against my throat. I let out a small throaty groan before a soccer ball hit my back, Gabriella's hand.
"Hey!" I exclaimed, looking behind me, shaking my head at my sheepish looking brother.
"Sorry bro," Dylan shouted, running over to get the ball.
"You wanna go socialize?" I asked, sitting up, Gabs hand moving down past my boxers to the top of my jeans.
"Sure but your helping me up, Bolton," I chuckled and got out of the hammock before holding Gabriella's hands and pulling her up only to plant a kiss on her lips and lace my right hand with her left.
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A dim light hit my closed eyes and I felt a weight on my hand and a gentle bump on my side. I smiled but kept my eyes closed, not wanting to wake up, knowing it was early on a Sunday morning. A couple of minutes later, I opened my eyes to look at the clock next to me- 9:16am. I groaned lightly and turned my head the other side to see my sleeping girlfriend, I smiled at her peacefully expression and gave her a light kiss on her forehead and slid out of bed; pulling on some new boxers and a pair of sweat pants before walking out of my room and down the stair's toward the kitchen.
"Morning," I greeted my dad and mom in the kitchen, walking over to the kettle and flicked the on switch, hosting myself up on the counter.
"Morning son," My dad greeted, sipping his morning caffeine fix while he sat at the island.
"Morning sweetheart," My mom smiled, buttering some toast.
I accepted the mug my mom gave me with a thank you "So dad I was wondering, you doing anything today?" I asked, putting a teaspoon of coffee in the mug.
"No, I don't think so. Why?" Dad asked, putting his mug down to read the paper again.
"Well maybe we could put the crib and everything that came the other week up. It really needs doing. Gabs wants to help but I won't let her pick up heavy stuff," I chuckled "It's for her own good," I added as an after thought once my parents laughed.
"Your father was the same," My mom said, pointing at my dad with the knife she was holding.
I chuckled, pouring the boiling water in the mug and mixing the liquid and solid together. "About 1?" I asked, glancing at my dad while taking a sip of my black coffee.
"Sure, what time do you have work?" He asked.
"Day off, I have practise and work tomorrow night," I screwed up my face "And school," I groaned "Long day," I yawned, just thinking about tomorrow.
My dad just shook his head "When's your last game?"
"Next Wednesday," I informed.
"Seven-thirty?" He asked, again.
"Yup, you guys coming?" I asked, glancing at my mom aswell before taking a gulp of my coffee.
"Of course, it's your last high school game," My mom said, in a really high pith voice.
I chuckled "Calm it mom," I smirked which earned a smack on the underside of my head.
"Watch it," My mom said, pointing her finger at me.
I smiled and then heard a padding into the kitchen. My eyes went to the door to see Gabriella all dressed for the day in a pair of light blue jeans and a white and grey tank top with a big grey cardigan.
"Morning Gabi," My dad and mom said in unison.
"Good morning, babe," I smiled, finishing my coffee and opened my arms which she happily walked into, resting her head on my bare chest and my arms wrapping around her torso.
"Morning," Gabs replied to everyone but leant up and kissed my lips quickly. "Ew, you haven't brushed," She nose screwed up.
I chuckled "Shh. Drink?" I asked, giving her ear a kiss before letting her go.
"Yeah, please," Gabs stayed between my legs.
"Go sit down, babe," I said, jumping off the counter, getting a glass "Orange juice please mom," I asked, she passed it me and I poured some in a glass for her before placing it infront of her earning a thank you while yawning "What was that?" I laughed.
"Shush, you," Gabs playfully glared at me and took a sip from her drink.
"So dad is helping me make all the baby's stuff today," I told her, sitting back on the counter.
"Yeah?" Gabs asked, looking at me before looking at my dad.
"Yup," I confirmed with a nod and smile.
"Well, thank you," Gabriella smiled looking at my dad. "I would of helped but someone won't let me," Her head turned to me and her eyes narrowed as they met mine.
I shook my head at her "Your 22 weeks pregnant and even the doctor said that you have to take it easy throughout the pregnancy," I told her, not joking around the time.
"I can't even run track," Gabriella mumbled quietly, proberly thinking that no body could hear her.
I sighed "I know, baby," I jumped off the counter, picking her up off the chair and slid underneath her so she was sitting on my lap, hugging her close to me. I felt Gabs sighed against my shoulder.
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"So where does this piece go?" I asked my dad, waving a piece of honey coloured wood around while kneeling on the carpet surrounded by bits of wood and screws.
"No idea," My dad mumbled, looking at an A3 sheet full of instructions, turning it around. "It says A2 slots into B4 and D5 slides into the side of B4," My dad paused "So where's D4?"
"Didn't you say B4?" I asked, confused running a hand through my already messy hair.
"Having some trouble?" We heard from the door along with a little laugh. We both turned out heads to face the door.
"Nope, we're doing fine. Right dad?" I said, glancing at my dad.
"Totally," He said, frowning and looking through the piece of wood that would make up the crib… hopefully.
"Need my help?" Gabs asked, walking further into the room, running both of her small hands over her bump.
"No," Both me and my dad exclaimed. "Your not helping, if you hadn't forgotten. Your pregnant, babe," I said.
"Jack, tell him he's too stubborn," Gabs pouted at me and then my dad.
"Troy just let Gabriella help. These pieces of wood aren't exactly heavy," My dad smirked, hitting me on the back with one of the piece.
"Fine, fine," I grumbled. "Come here, you," I looked at Gabs again "Now can you make any sense of this," I took the sheet full of instructions off my dad to hand it my girlfriend who was sitting cross-legged next to me.
"Sure," She said, shrugging. "Pass me A2," She said "It should have A2 engraved on it, like the picture," Me and dad searched for it.
"AH HA!" I exclaimed, holding it up before passing it to her.
Gabs giggled "B4," She said, taking the A2. My dad handed her B4.
"I told you it was B4," I pointed out to my dad, shaking my head playfully.
"Whatever," He chuckled and Gabriella took the piece of wood off him before requesting D5 which dad passed to her and then she slotted them all together in a 'T' shape.
"There," Gabriella smiled.
"My little genius," I chuckled, throwing my arm around her small shoulders and kissing her temple. "Just think how cute baby Bolton will be, my looks and your brains," I smirked as she scoffed and pushed my chest.
"Has he always been this cocky?" Gabriella looked at my dad but stated more than asked.
"Can't remember a time when he hasn't," My dad said, laughing.
"Nice dad. Thought father's always had their son's back," I pouted slightly, pretending to wipe away a tear.
"Yeah but Gabriella came along and me and your mom like her more than you so," My dad dragged out the 'o' and used his hands as scales, he had the smirk I have when I joke around so I knew he was just playing.
"You are no father of mine," I said, playing along with him.
"We heard someone needs help," Chad said in a superman cartoon voice and put his hands on his hips, puffing his chest out while a red cape was draped around his shoulders. Bubba and Zeke doing the same stance minus the cape either side of him. We all laughed at them.
"Yes we do," I said, shaking my head at my friends. "All this needs to be put up today," I said, gesturing to all the boxes around us and pushed up against the wall.
"Hell! My, My baby B is gonna have a good room," Zeke said, looking around at the average sized room.
"It'll be amazing when someone here actually paints," Gabriella said, looking at me with narrow eyes.
I put my hands up in surrender. If looks could kill, I tell ya. "I will, I will," The glare didn't go away. "Fine how about you lot make everything and I'll start painting on the other side so I don't get paint on anything," I said, the death glare now turning into a loving gaze.
"Yes!" Gabriella exclaimed "I'll help paint but you know I can't draw so you can do that bit after," She said, getting up in a weird fashion.
I looked at her weirdly before laughing as she shrugged "Okay," I nodded "We are going to change, you guys can start," I said, taking Gabs hand and patting Chad's and they went to sit with my dad and start on the crib.
"You want one of my shirts, bab?" I asked, pulling out two of my old t-shirts. A light blue one and pale yellow one.
"Yeah," She took the pale yellow one out of my hands and pulled off her cardigan and tank before tugging the t-shirt over her head. I bit my lip and leant down to kiss her quickly before she changed into some of my basketball shorts and I pulled on some old grey sweat pants.
"Let's go," I clapped my hands together and walked across the hall where the baby's bedroom is.
I grabbed the paint brushes, rollers, pale green and light brown paint from the corner of the room, bringing them over to the other side of the room.
"So how do you want to do this babe?" I asked, pulling the lid off both paint cans.
"You're the creative one," Gabriella shrugged, picking up a roller.
"Okay so I was thinking we could have this wall brown ," I gestured to the wall infront of us with the picture window "then the rest of the walls a pale green, with one of my drawings next to the window, on this wall," I said turning to my right "We could have night stand and light in the corner then the changing table and dresser, keep that wall simple and then that wall," I turned right again "The chair could be in the corner and the wardrobe in the middle and a little to the right, I could paint his name because there's only gonna be a wardrobe on that wall," I told her and glanced at Gabs who was nodded and then turned to the last wall where the door was "the toy box only on this wall and then I could paint something jungle themed on that wall," I spun into the middle off the room "The crib and rug could go here," I pointed a few feet away from the window but not in the middle of the room. I placed my hands on my hips "What do you think?" I asked, chewing my lip.
"I think it'll look amazing," Gabriella said, a sparkle in her eye.
I eyebrows shot up "Really?" I asked, smiling.
"Definitely, now let's get painting," Gabs giggled and went over to the wardrobe side and dunked the roller into the green paint and started to roll it on the walls. I joined her a few seconds later.
"You think the baby will like it?" I whispered, pouring some paint into the plastic plate and rolling the roller along it before raising it to paint the wall.
"I think so," She smiled, looking at me and giggling.
"What?" I asked, stopping and looking at her amused face and couldn't stop the little smile that crept on her face.
"You have paint on your cheek," Gabs giggled, pointing to the spot on her cheek where it was.
I pouted and gave her puppy dog eyes before quickly grabbing her waist and wiping my cheek on her's smearing it on her cheek. I pulled back and grinned.
"You have paint on your face, babe," I said, trying to keep a straight face, going back to painting again, sticking my tongue out in concentration that I didn't see Gabs roll paint on her palm and slap my chest. I looked down and smiled. "I think that looks pretty good," I chuckled at my girlfriend who was in hysterics.
"Mhm," She agreed, biting her lip with a big grin on her face.
I leant over and kissed her cheek, rubbing my nose against her cheek, the cheek free of paint "I love you," I whispered.
"Love you too," She sung, rubbing my back slightly before going back to painted.
After 60 minutes or an hour, the first wall and second was done and quickly drying. "I think we made a pretty good job there, gorgeous," I said, my arm snaking it's way around her shoulders.
"Me too," She agreed, nodding and then looked behind us where the crib was finished and the changing table was quarter done. "Good job, guys," She said and then all just nodded.
"Hey, I've just had an amazing idea," I said, quickly making Gabs jump. "Sorry," I chuckled and she gestured for me to continue. "Well this wall will look pretty bare," I said, walking off to the door wall. "So maybe I could paint his name on the wall with a hand print of mine, yours and his, his in the middle and like a tree, giraffe, elephant and money underneath it,"
Gabriella nodded enthusiastically. "You gonna do it now?" She asked.
"Yeah but I'll leave the name until we know what he's gonna be called," I told her and brought the paint over to us. "You wanna help or do a different wall?" I asked, looking up at her.
"I'll help for a few minutes and then I'll get one of the guys to help me with another wall," She shrugged.
"Okay, well I'm just gonna sketch out the outline for the animal, be back in a min," I said, kissing her cheek and walking into her room and rummage through my bag to find my pencils. I walked back in the room and knelt down infront of the wall and then started to sketch out an elephant, my tongue poking out a little. Glad the wall was completely dry, after a rough sketch of the elephant, I drew in the tree and the money a little above the elephant and to the side "I'll do a giraffe on the other wall," I told her, pointing to the other wall with my pencil. I stood up and draw a rectangle where baby B's name will be. "Alright, gimme your hand," I said, turning to my girlfriend and she held out both of hands. "Hm," I hummed and then took her right palm, painting it light brown before raising her hand and pressing it onto the wall on the right side of the rectangle. "Beautiful," I said in an Italian accent and giving her a towel to wipe her hands but she just grabbed my face and kissed me lightly on the lips, giggling into the kiss.
"Beautiful," She mocked.
"I have a hand print on my face don't I?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"Yup," Gabs giggled and I just smiled and shook my head before painting my left palm and pressing it to the wall at an angle, the left side of the rectangle, a small gap for a small palm. I grinned, evilly at Gabriella before pining her against the wall with one hand, lifting the t-shirt up and pressing my palm lightly to her bump, so it had a brown hand print on. I chuckled and kissed her repeatedly, letting go of her hands, forgetting about the other people in the room.
"2 down!" Chad's shout broke us apart, I looked behind me to see Chad with his hands raised and a crib and changing table finished.
"A million to go," Bubba said in a mock of Chad, raising his arms. I chuckled at my friends before releasing Gabriella from the wall.
"2 walls to go," I said, moving the paint to the next wall.
"I thought you were doing the animals?" She frowned.
"Yeah, I will another day, promise," I said, pressing my lips to her's one more time before starting on the light brown wall. I looked out of the picture window and the view was of the beach and part of the boardwalk. I was about to wipe my hands but thought of a better idea and slapped Gab's butt.
"Hey!" She exclaimed.
"Hiya babe," I chuckled, starting on the wall.
"Guys," I heard Chad confused voice say a couple of minutes later. Me and Gabriella spun around waiting for him to carry on "Troy you do know you've got a hand print on your shirt and face, right?" I nodded "Gabster you do know you've got a hand print on your ass and paint on your face right?" It Gabs turn to nodded but then she stop.
"On my ass?" Gabriella frowned and then she clicked and slapped my bicep "Troy!" She exclaimed which made everybody laugh.
"She has one on her bump too," I grinned pulling up her shirt to show everybody they all cooed "God you sound like my mom," I said.
"I heard my name?" A voice from the door frame say, it was scary how cliché that moment was.
"You did," I said, cheekily. Gabs turning around and giving me a glare. "What?" I asked, wrapping my arms around her.
"Cheeky," She smirked, stealing my word.
"Cheek on you," I smirked back, groping her butt slightly when I heard a click and I looked over at my mom who just captured that moment not every son wants there mom to see. "Mom!" I exclaimed.
"One for the album," She laughed. "Right come on, group photo," My mom demanding "Over by the cute handprints," She began "That's a good idea, Gabi,"
"Actually it was Troy's idea," Gabriella said, leaning back against my six foot-one frame.
"Really?" My mom's eyebrows shot up.
"Yeah, don't look so shocked, mom," I shook my head, smirking. "But I did get the idea from Gabs, she put a hand print on my shirt," I told her.
"So he decided to put a hand print on my bump," Gabriella carried on, elbowing me a little.
"Because you put one on my cheek," I argued back, my eyebrows raised.
"Your own fault,"
"Whatever," I said, smiling.
"Ass," She mumbled.
"Love you too," I said and everybody laughed at our little moment.
"Right, Troy pull up Gabriella t-shirt to show the hand print," My mom said and I did as I was told, placing the t-shirt on top of Gabs bump for it to stay there as my hands went to wrap around the under side of her belly, my chin on top of her head. "Okay now, everybody smile," I looked around quickly to see we were in the middle and then I smiled at the camera, moving my chin to the side of Gabs head, placing a kiss there only for my mom to take another picture.
"Another one for the album," My mom said and rubbed Gabriella's bump only it feel him kick my palm.
"Quick, come feel this," I said, feeling another tap on my hand and my mom came over and looked at Gabs who nodded and she placed her palm on her bump. "You feel it?" I asked and she nodded, smiling. Chad put his hand on, only for Gabs to gasp and Chad to move his hand away. "You okay?" I asked, hearing the sharp intake of breath.
Hi, thanks for all the reviews. I haven't left any cliff hangers yet so I thought I would. By the way this is the longest chapter, yet!
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P.S. really need some ideas for the story.. Running out.