Our Weird Life
Pairings: Logan/Kendall
Carlos/James
Disclaimer: Don't own any of BTR... IF I DID THAT WOULD BE TOTALLY EPIC!
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Emery's POV
"Omg! Look at this one!" I held up a purple lacy bra, to show my uncle.
"That is soo CUTE!" He squealed and tossed it into the cart. "What about this one?" He held up a black and white, polka dotted one.
"Eh…" I shrugged. I saw a woman down the isle a bit give Uncle Carlos a rude look of disgust then walk away. "I think our shopping spree is done." I chuckled, glancing at my watch.
"Really?" He pouted, placing the bra back on the shelf.
"Yeah." I said motioning to his 4 bags, and my 3.
"Okay." We shared a laugh and left the mall.
We sang and talked on the way home. As we pulled into the driveway, I took a deep breath. As he opened his door, I took hold of his hand, preventing him from leaving the car.
"If I told you something, something totally irrational and insane. And probably morally wrong in more than one sense, would you listen and tell me your opinion?" I asked him, my eyes locking with his.
"What is it Em?"
Kendall's POV
"Hey Kenny, I'm gonna go to the store now. Need anything?" Logan asked me from the doorway.
"Uhm…" I stopped and scratched my stomach. "No… no I'm good. Well… are we talking food store… so personal life store?" I asked, watching a deep blush creep over his cheeks. I loved how I could make him blush so hard, even after all these years.
"FOOD!" He yelled.
"Okay… No I'm good in that department." I chuckled and walked over to him. He ran his hands over my chest as I wrapped my arms around his small frame.
"Kenny… I wasn't sure if I should tell you, but I think you would want to know." He said, fiddling with the button on my shirt, and keeping his gaze from mine.
"What is it hunni? You know you can tell me anything." I pushed his chin up lightly, to lock his gaze with mine.
"A week or so before we lost the baby… I uhm… I found out that it was a boy…" He said with tears in his eyes. I took a deep breath. Then smiled.
"Is that it? That's what you've been so upset over?" I kissed him lightly. "I'm glad you told me."
"Well I have to go." He said. "See you in a bit."
"Bye." I waved. A boy…" I ran my hand though my long hair before plopping on the couch. The door opened again and Carlos ran in.
"Kendall. Where's James?" He asked. "Oh and Emery's in the car, she'll be in, in just a bit." He said, sounding kinda nervous.
"Did I hear my name?" James walked down the stairs, carrying a very giggly Shane.
"Hi Shaney!" Carlos took the baby from the other and cooed. "Hi Jay. Wanna go to the park?"
"Sure." James smiled. And soon they had left. I leaned back against the couch, and sighed.
"Hey dad…" Emery's voice sounded from the other side of the living room.
"Hey baby girl. What's up?" I asked, patting the seat next to me.
"Can I ask you something?" She asked.
"Sure hunni. Anything." I told her.
"What would you say if I told you I was pregnant?" She asked.
"YOU'RE WHAT?" I jumped up.
"No! I'm not!" She pulled me back down. "I just wanted to know what you would say."
"Ugh…. Give me a heart attack why don't ya!" I huffed. "But I would probably be upset, but Logan or I wouldn't hate you, or kick you out or anything." I said. "Is something going on?"
"What would you say if I told you that I wanted to get pregnant?" She muttered.
"What are you saying!" I stood again. Completely and utterly freaked out.
"Uh… I saw how upset dad was when he found out he lost the baby. And I wanted to ask you something." She said and stood in front of me.
"What hunni?" I took her face in my hands. She had the most serious look in her eyes.
"I want to give you and dad a baby."
My breathing hitched and my vision started to become fuzzy, as I slipping into darkness.
Logan's POV
"I'm home!" I yelled, walking through the door. I peaked into the living room, to see my husband fall backwards to the ground. "Kendall!" I ran to him.
"He… he just passed out." Emery said shocked.
"What happened? Do you know why he did?" I asked the girl.
"Well…" She paused as Kendall groaned.
"Mnhm…" He moaned and sat up.
"Kenny! Are you okay?" I asked, keeping a hand on his back.
"Em… she…" He gulped, looking horrified at our daughter.
"What?" I asked him again.
He gulped and paused. "She just was at the right place at the right time." He said, sitting up. "That's all. I think I'm gonna go lay down. I feel kinda sick." He said standing. I shrugged. I could tell something else had happened. But if it was that bad. He would tell me. Right? I sighed and looked over to my daughter.
"I'm gonna go take a nap. I'll get up when dinner is ready." She said quickly and ran up the stairs.
"Well that was weird." I plopped on the couch and turned the TV on.
Kendall's POV
"Dad?" I looked up from my seat on the bed.
"Emery! Get in here!" I yelled in a hushed voice. "What are you thinking! It's COMPLETELY messed up! In more than one way!" I said, as she sat.
"I know… but you and Dad seemed so excited that he was gonna have a baby. And I was thinking, if I had that baby, it would be yours, and I'm genetically similar to dad. So it would look like you and dad both."
"You really have put lots of thought into this, haven't you kiddo." I sighed rubbing the top of her head.
"Yes… so much." She said. "Will you do it?"
"Emery… you're my daughter… can you even begin to understand how messed up this is? What would James and Carlos say? How do you think Logan will react?"
"I already asked Uncle Carlos, while we were in the car. And he said that it was kinda sweet, of me to help you out. And I'm sure dad would be totally against it, but not unless you did it behind his back… yano… get the procedure done, then tell him."
"Emery Kathleen Mitchel! I will not go behind my husbands' back! If you are honest to god serious, then we can sit own with Logan, and talk this out." I told her. "And sooner, the better." I stood, holding out my hand.
"Okay…" She stood and followed me down stairs.
"Logan?" I called out.
"Hey! I thought you two went to bed." He said, meeting me at the foot of the stairs.
"Yeah, we didn't. But we do need to talk with you, as a family." I told him. He looked past me to the worried girl.
"Is everything okay?" He asked as we walked into the living room.
Emery's POV
"Someone please tell me what's going on!" Dad begged as we sat in silence.
"Emery, I think you should tell your father what you told me." Kendall motioned to her.
"Em?"
"Well… dad… you see. I saw how happy you and dad was, when you found out you were pregnant… and well I was wondering how likely it was that you would get pregnant again… And well the odds weren't good."
"Em! Get to the point! Please!" I said.
"I want…. I want to give you two a child." She finally said.
"A child… as in…" I paused, my breath catching in my throat. I felt tears sting my eyes at my daughters words.
"I want to carry a baby for you and dad." She said.
"ABSOLUTELY NOT!" I jumped up. "Kendall say something!" I told my husband.
"There's nothing for me to say. I think it's a good idea. It's all up to you." He said.
"But she would get ridiculed at school, and it's so morally wrong!" I sighed.
"But dad! Please! I want you and dad to be happy!" She stood to face me. "I want to! It's not like against my will! I want to!" She begged.
"Em… do you even understand what you are saying?" I asked her. I shook my head, and I felt faint. Why would she even suggest this? She's only 16...
"YES! I'm aware. I want to do this!" She told me. I sighed. I was giving in to her. To her strong headed-ness. She's just to much like Kendall, sometimes I wonder if its him she blodd related to.
"Oh Em…" I pulled her into a hug. "You are the best daughter in the world." Kendall pulled us both into his big arms.
"I have the best dads in the world…" She whispered to Kendall and I.