She had been worrying about Haley the entire day, the conversation they had had at her locker scaring the wits out of her. Emily didn't want to lose Aaron, the popular football player who made her feel more loved more than any boy or even family member had made her feel in the short few years she'd been alive.
But all that waiting and worrying had caused her to finally pass out, her head falling against her favorite pillow as Aaron rocked their crying baby to sleep.
Snuggling deeper into her pillow, Emily stiffled a yawn when a crying began to echo around her bedroom. Michael was awake for the first time that night, so it couldn't be later than midnight.
"Em?" the older teen in the bed groaned, pushing smally against his girlfriend's shoulder. "Stop crying."
Emily chuckled sleepily into her pillow as she sat up. "It's the baby," she nodded, throwing the blanket off of her legs so she could get out of the bed.
Realizing that it was his son who was upset, Aaron quickly got himself up. "No, I'll get him."
"It's alright, I'm already up."
"So am I," he insisted, getting on his girlfriend's side of the bed and sitting her back down when she tried to stand. "I've got him. Just go back to sleep, alright?"
The brunette with her hair up in a messy bun rolled her eyes, watching as the older boy got up to head over to the crib.
Aaron grinned down to the crying baby and reached over with his free hand to grab an already prepared bottle. "It's ok," he cooed. "Daddy's got you."
"Please let me take him and just go back to bed. You stayed up putting him to sleep, the last thing you need to do is be the one waking up and feeding him."
The football player shook his head, feeding the bottle of water to the doll in his arms as he turned to face the younger brunette. "You need your beauty rest, babe. Go back to bed."
Emily glared playfully to her boyfriend with her tired eyes. "Are you calling me ugly?"
"Why must you twist my words?" he chuckled, crossing the room and kissing his girlfriend's plump lips. "Go back to sleep for me?"
"Maybe if you come back to bed," the brunette husked, Aaron's dark eyes staring down to her with an intensity she hadn't seen before.
Aaron brushed his lips over hers, his arms tightening around the baby he was holding. "Give me a minute."
Biting hard into her lip, the teenager shuffled her way back against the headboard of her bed, a breathy laugh escaping her mouth as Aaron came bounding across the room and settled in between her slightly parted legs. Her fingers interlaced with the soft hairs on her boyfriend's head, letting the older boy kiss her into abandon.
"You're beautiful," he groaned, pulling her agains him and lying her delicate body underneath his.
Emily gasped as she felt the football player kiss down her neck and slip his hand underneath her boxers to touch her, and her back arched as if a bow.
Worrying about the blond devil trying to tear them apart would have to wait.