Chapter Twelve: Dirty Diapers

"I won't be gone, but maybe an hour." Micheal grabbed his bag.

"We'll be fine." Austin assured him. "Clay will be here in a minute and Aunt Carly's right down stairs."

"Okay." He smiled and then kissed Mica on the head before disappearing out the door.

Not even a few seconds later there was a knock at the door.

"Look Mica, it's Uncle Clay." Austin smiled opening the door.

"Hey, kid." Clay smiled touching her chubby hand. "So how long's he gonna be gone?"

"An hour, tops." Austin walked over to the couch and sat down, Mica still in her arms.

"Sounds good, sooo what's up?" Clay sat down beside her.

Austin smiled, but before she could answer she heard her phone ring. "Hold her." She said passing Mica over to Clay.

"Hello?" She answered.

"Hello, beautiful."

Austin blushed and then made her way into the back of the hotel room.

"Wanna catch a movie tonight?"

"Sure, but I'm babysitting right now."

"Pick me up at the metro court in an hour?"

"Yeah, sounds good."

"Austin I need your help!" Clay yelled.

"Gotta go." She said into the phone before closing it and running into the other room. "What?"

"I think she needs her diaper changed." Clay held out the baby.

"So change it." She looked at him.

"Oh, no. That job's for you." He smiled.

"Fine." Austin gave in and took Mica from Clay. "But your helping, gert wipes, and a diaper."

Clay looked around and spotted the diaper bag sitting on the table. "Ah ha!"

Austin laid Mica down on the bed. "Clay, watch cause your doing it next time."

"Whatever you say."

"Make sure you get her clean." Austin showed him and then laughed seeing his grossed out face. "Your gonna have to get over this being gross."

"The smell is killing me."

"See now she's all clean." Austin buttoned back up her pants. "Hold her, Micheal said to feed her."

"Like food?"

Austin rolled her eyes. "A bottle, Clay."

"Right." He blushed.

"Here." She handed the bottle to him after she made it.

"Oh, don't you wanna feed her, I don't wanna-"

"You can do it." Austin smiled. Just hold her like that, and tilt the bottle up a bit."

Clay smiled. "Where did you learn all this stuff anyways?"

"Last summer I started babysitting for some cash." Austin sat beside him on the couch.

Clay nodded. "So, you were talking to Liam, earlier?"

Austin looked at him. "Yeah, he called."

"So your ditching me and Mica?" He half smiled.

"I wouldn't do that, I promised Micheal and plus if I would have left Mica would be smelly and starving."

Clay laughed. "Yeah, your right about that."

"Oh, she's spitting up." Austin said grabbing the rag and whipping the milk off her mouth. " I think she's probably done, I'll burp her."

Clay passed the baby over to Austin. "Seriously, babies are gross."

Austin smiled. "How are you gonna be in the mob, if you can't handle simple spit up?"

Awkward. Clay's cheeks turned pink and so did Austin's, She shouldn't have brought it up, but she did.

"I'm going to go lay her down." Austin quickly got up and hurried to the bedroom.

She laid Mica down and debated to go back out there or not.

She did. Austin sat in her same spot, pulling her knees to her chest.

"I forgot I told you about that." Clay spoke.

"It was along time ago, you probably don't even want to anymore." Austin smiled.

"I do." Clay admitted.

"Oh." Austin rested her chin on her knees.

"You didn't tell anyone, right?"

"No, and I won't. It's not my secret to tell." Austin said. "But, you know it will probably not happen, I mean Micheal wanted to be in the mob too and now he's a lawyer."

"Yeah." Clay smiled. "But, my dad and yours aren't going to be around forever, who's going to get it when they go?"

"I don't wanna think about it."

"Would you wanna be in the mob?"

"Hell, no." Austin shook her head. "It's to dangerous, I mean look at everything our families have been through because of the mob."

"I know." Clay sighed. "But, it's the family business, someone has to take it over."

"It doesn't have to be you."

"Who else, then?" Clay asked her.

"I don't know, but if you are in the mob then Brett's going to want to be in it too."

Clay didn't say anything.

"He already does, doesn't he?"

"Yeah." Clay looked at her, if he didn't know any better, he would have swore Austin's eyes were watering.

Austin whipped her eyes, before any tears fell.

How are we this old? She thought to herself. Old enough to start making decisions about our future?

"Austin." Clay touched her face. "Don't cry."

"I'm not." She said not wanting him to see her being vulnerable. "I just have something in my eye."

"It's okay, you know?"

"What is?" She tried to smile.

"For you to cry, for you to hurt and have feelings. You don't have to be the brave one all the time."

"I don't want you or Brett to go through the things our dad's did, do you know how many times they almost died?"

"That's why there's pretty and awesome doctors like you." Clay smiled. "That is still what you want to be right?"

Austin nodded. "I'm scared."

"If I tell you a secret, you can't tell anyone." He moved a little closer to her.

She nodded.

"Your not the only one, I'm scared too." He whipped the tears from her eyes and slowly moved his face closer and closer to hers until their lips were almost touching.

"I'm always here for you, Austin." With that their lips drew together like magnets.

Austin knew what she was doing was wrong, but something inside her wanted to keep kissing him. It felt good, warm and it felt like safety.

A/N: There it is! So are you Team Liam or Team Clay? Review and let me know, please:) And I started a Blog about this story- .- Please check it out, I will be posting outfits that i see the characters wearing in each chapter:) If you think it's a good idea, please review and follow the blog:) Thanks Everyone!