Hi followers, sorry for the long wait. Computer issues! :| any ways, this is chapter 5... it goes ahead 2 months, and this is where we end up, as a summary, the past two months have been spent with Kendall and James trying to figure out, what to do, they wanted the baby, but arrangments for everything had become hecktic. And with out further addue Sarah and I present... Chapter 5: No Hurt, Just Love.
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James POV:
"Hurry up James! You're going to be late for school!" I roll my eyes in the mirror where I'm adjusting my hair. I sigh as I put down my lucky comb and my eyes land on my growing stomach in the mirror. I lift up my shirt, and turn to the side. Still growing.
My perfectly flat abs and stomach was now being morphed into a freaking baby.
"You're lucky you're Kendall's baby too," I mutter as I rub the tiny bump on my stomach. "You're going to be so perfect I won't have a choice but to love you, even though you're destroying my body."
I then drop my shirt and let it fall back down to cover up the bump, noticing how my voice was certainly starting to get deeper as I spoke to my unborn child.
"Hmph," I frown as I lean towards the mirror and notice some hair growing slowly on my chin, and overall I looked more…manly. I smiled, noticing the new dimples I had started developing recently—ever since I had started using the testosterone medications for the past half-year.
"James Dylan!" My mother continues to shout at me up the stairs. "You have to leave now if you're going to be on time!" I pull away from the mirror and straighten my clothes up before heading downstairs.
"It's fine," I inform her as I drag a box filled with some clothes and personal belongings down the stairs with me. "Kendall's driving this morning so I can give him the last of the stuff I want to have at his house."
"You're sure you two want to do this?" I watch as my mother raises an unconvinced eyebrow.
"Yes, mom. Kendall and I agreed to be around each other during the pregnancy. Also cause we feel like we skipped a lot in the relationship before this was supposed to happen."
At the word 'pregnancy' my mom finally relaxed and smiled, followed by my own smile. She was really happy for Kendall and I, she'd finally get to be a grandmother. I was so fortunate that she was accepting of the baby already, I'd watched parent-child relationships go wrong with teenage pregnancies on MTV all the time.
"I just want this baby to grow up happy and loved," my mom wraps her arms awkwardly around me. "So I guess, as the parent, you get to make the decisions."
"Exactly," I pat her back, unsure of what to do. My mom usually wasn't a hugger.
"And you promise you two will be living here at certain points?" she takes a step back and places her hands on her hips.
"Yep," I shrug. "I think it's going to be like that for a while. Until we're old enough and educated enough to get jobs and buy our own house or apartment, at least."
My mom lets out a snort.
"You're going to get a job?" she crosses her arms over her chest.
"Maybe," I'm a little offended, but I don't let it get to me because Kendall is already ringing the doorbell before I say anything.
"I'll see you later, I think," I frown, not sure of where I was going to be afterschool. Kendall often took me places out of surprise. I lean down to pet Fox, who is sitting at the door waiting for me to open it and reveal a new person. "See ya later buddy," I smile down at him.
"Is he coming with you?" My mom nods towards the dog.
"Maybe," I wink. "Maybe I'll just leave him with you." At this my mom shudders before turning back around and making her way to the office. Fox follows closely behind her, and I finally open the door for Kendall.
"Hey," he smiles and offers to help me with the box at my feet.
"I got it," I wave his offering arms away before bending over to pick up the box, only to find a shooting pain in my back. "Ow," I whine, snapping right back up. I had only gained four or five pounds at the absolute most from the baby slowly growing inside me, but it apparently was already impacting me in ways I didn't know about.
"See, you don't 'got it'," Kendall air quotes 'got it'.
"Shut up," I roll my eyes. "Please help me, Kendall," I bat my eyelashes obnoxiously and give a fake pout.
"Okay," he chuckles and bends over to pick up the box. "I don't want you hurting yourself, or the baby," he adds.
Soon the box filled with my things is tucked safely in Kendall's trunk and we're making our way to school.
"So did your mom say anything about us living in between houses?" Kendall turns into a parking spot and stops the car before unbuckling his seatbelt.
"I don't know if she really likes the idea, but she's still definitely excited for the actual baby," I shrug, thinking about my mom's reaction earlier about the baby, about everything that was going to be happening in my crazy life.
"Good," Kendall smiles before leaning over the shift stick in between the driver and passenger's seat and placing a kiss on my lips.
"Mm," I hum as he pulls away. "This is going to be so great."
"I'm excited," Kendall admits. "Can the baby just get here now?"
"Don't worry; he'll be here before we know it."
"He?" Kendall chuckles before getting out of his side of the car. I get out on my side, and shuffle over to him as we walk together into the school.
"I really want a boy, Kenny," I giggle. "How cute would a mini-us be?"
"Pretty cute, I guess, I kinda want a girl though. A girly version of the two of us would grow up popular, beautiful and friendly." He intertwines our fingers and blushes, thinking about the baby girl and how much he'd spoil her.
"We'll just have to wait and see then," I challenge him, unsure of why he would want a girl. I was born a girl, and I didn't like it. I didn't want my daughter to possibly go through the same issue.
"What class do you have first?" I change the subject, noticing the gender of the baby would be a sore subject for us.
"Chem," Kendall groans. "Literally worse than watching paint dry."
"I'm sorry," I chuckle. "I forgot you hated that class." We walked to our lockers together, and attempted to ignore the hateful comments and insults we got from the usual bullies.
"One day I'm going to have to punch them," Kendall growls as soon as he closed his locker and led me down the hall.
"Hey, I can't afford you getting hurt or in trouble," I warn him.
"Why's that? They're so annoying, plus they have no idea how rude and hurtful they really are," Kendall whines.
"I think they do. They're just trying to get under our skin, at least they don't know about the baby yet," I try my best to calm my seething boyfriend down.
"But what would happen if they found out about the baby?" Kendall stops and seems worried. "It would get worse, they might try to hurt you or my baby girl." He lifts a hand to rub my stomach.
"Or boy!" I protest, smacking his hand away before picking it up . "We don't know. I want a boy remember?"
"Sorry," Kendall grumbles. We're soon outside of his chemistry classroom and he turns to face me.
Kendall POV:
"How is my favorite couple on this fine day?" a familiar high pitched voice cracked the air. Our guidance counselor, Ms. Jiles. James chuckled as he looked down at our hands, before dropping them.
"Good I guess," I smirked. "Still hopelessly in love" James laughed before setting his head down on my shoulder.
"Well just checking in, has Ruse been giving you any problems lately?" She asked.
I didn't want to be a snitch; but I was really afraid I would end up hurting the bully, and I didn't want to scare James away. So after exchanging looks with James, I nodded.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Ms. Jiles crosses her arms over her chest.
"That doesn't sound like such a bad idea, but can we in your office?"
"Of course," she nods. "I wanted to talk to you both in private anyway."
We followed the hyper woman down the hall, how did she stay so enthused? I mean really… she is around dull kids all day; they hate school with a passion and could care less about each other.
Walking into the small office lobby we walked past Ms. Abatall, the school secretary. Now her, yes I can definitely see why she hates her job. She sits behind a desk all day, answering and transferring calls; just that explains her bitter attitude. She's also bipolar, she will go from jittery and happy into a deep angry and annoyed depression, just like that. Following Ms. Jiles into her office, we sat down. I grabbed James' backpack from him setting it next to mine down at my feet.
"So… before we get started, I have a question." I swallowed, hoping she wouldn't ask 'that specific' question.
"Why didn't you tell me?" she asked sounding upset. There it was. That damn question.
"What do you mean," James shot me a look, his body language described exactly what we were both thinking, she knew about the baby.
She perked her eyebrow up, "I mean the baby! Aside from the slight hurt and all, congrats!" James and I remained unsurprised, though, just confused.
"Okay yes, I'm having a baby. Yes, it's Kendall's," he informs her randomly.
"I mean, I'm just saying before you ask any unnecessary questions."
Ms. Jiles nods, thinking it was a fair statement, urging him to go on.
"And we didn't tell you, because we're scared. Wait, but how did you figure it out?" James switched from topic to topic.
"Well, you dropped from hockey James, which is not something you'd do, you're too good," she reasons, picking up a stray paper clip on her desk before bending and twisting it to a strange shape.
"I had been curious, so I had thought back to what you told me about your physical 'form'." Ugh, I hate her, why does she always make him uncomfortable? I immediately placed my hand on James', trying to sooth his active emotions.
"Then when you came into school a few days ago, I was positive that you were because it all fell together at that point. You had looked as if you were half dead. Morning Sickness," she continues to explain.
"If I were you, I wouldn't tell many people—if anyone at all, if that's the case then Ruse will have even more motive to make your lives hell," she explains.
"But how are people not going to find out?" I finally cut her off, freaking out. "I mean, James is fucking pregnant, it's not like he's going to stay skinny and people won't know!" I turn to look at my silent boyfriend, who has a pained expression on his face.
"Sorry baby, it's true," I shrug. James nods, agreeing with the statement and shaking away his pained look.
"But once he gets bigger…" I trail off, not wanting to finish the rest. I push myself along, however. "Ruse will find out, and I don't know what I would do if something happened…"
"Kendall, I can assure you nothing will happen to the baby," Ms. Jiles tries to comfort me, and I feel James' warm hand reaching over and squeezing my thigh reassuringly.
"I'm not worried about the baby," the words sound way harsher coming out of my mouth than they did in my head, but they were true enough. "I mean, you have to hear me out," I turn to James and take the hand that was previously on my thigh into my own hands, pressing it to my heart pounding chest.
"If the baby got hurt, something bad happened—whatever happened, I think we could get over it. I'm not trying to be an asshole, but I think we would get on with our lives together," I explain. James nods, pushing me along.
"But if something happened to you, Jamie," my voice cracks when I say this, I'm too choked up to speak. I clear my throat and continue though, fighting against the painful words.
"I don't know what I would do if something happened to you, baby," James squeezes my hand, and I can finally bring myself to meet his eyes.
"Nothing will happen to me." As if he knows exactly how things will happen. "I'll be fine," he smiles reassuringly. "The baby will be fine. Everyone will be fine," he shrugs. I sigh before turning back to Ms. Jiles in my seat.
"So, on a lighter note," everyone relaxes. "Got any fun plans for the week?" Ms. Jiles asks, leaning back in her chair.
Now it's my turn to smile, I raise an eyebrow, grinning. James has been totally unsuspecting of my plans for him, which is perfect. "Maybe we'll swing by the theatre this afternoon."
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