The boy who Sneaks in My Bedroom Window
Chapter 69: The Beginning of Parenthood

Chapter 69: The Beginning of Parenthood

I kissed Liam’s chest. How the hell could such an adorable, gorgeous, sweet, kind, funny, talented and responsible boy, want me? How could he love me as much as I can see he does? I couldn’t help but smile. Laying in Liam’s arms, I actually felt like the luckiest girl in the world. I got to have a baby with the man I love.

After a couple of hours I was discharged. Apparently, Liam was to wake me up every hour to make sure I didn’t have concussion or anything. We’d agreed not to tell anyone about the baby yet. It was so early and we were only just getting our heads around it - we didn’t need any interference from anyone else.

"Shall we call a cab or something?" I asked as Liam walked me out of the hospital, holding me tightly to his side.

He grinned. He’d been doing that a lot for the last couple of hours; I actually think he was really excited about being a dad which I had never seen on an eighteen year old before.

"No. Jake left us his car. He went home with Johnny and gave me his keys," he explained, guiding me to the parking lot. He helped me into the car, even putting on my seatbelt for me. His hand lingered over my stomach as he pulled it away.

My head was pounding; the painkillers they gave me were starting to wear off. I rested my head back against the headrest and closed my eyes. It was going to be hard lying to Jake. I hated lying and was actually really terrible at it, but it needed to be done for a few weeks. We just needed to let the whole abusive father thing settle down first, that would give us a chance to sort out everything in our own heads. I still had the money from the bet, I hadn’t spent any of it yet so that would help with all of the things we needed to buy for having a baby.

When we pulled up at my house, I didn’t even get out of the car before Jake attacked me into a hug. "Shit, you scared the hell out of everyone, Amber!" he scolded.

I smiled and hugged him back. "Sorry, Jake. I didn’t exactly plan to pass out in front of everyone and bang my head, did I?" I replied sarcastically as I rolled my eyes. Why the hell is he mad at me for getting sick?

He sighed and pulled back. "So, what did they say? Why did you pass out in the first place?" he asked, looking concerned.

Oh crap, what do I say?

"Stress apparently. That, and she hadn’t eaten all day," Liam interjected, coming round to my side. I silently thanked God that Liam was better liar than I was.

Jake looked at me, clearly annoyed again. "Why the hell didn’t you eat all day?" he asked accusingly.

I smiled and let Liam lead me in to the house. "Let’s just get her in and let her sit down, Jake, then you can shout at her all you like," Liam suggested, shaking his head with a small smile.

Jake followed us in and sat next to me on the sofa, Johnny and Ruby came and sat down too. Everyone was looking at me worriedly. "Stop worrying, guys. It was lack of food, apparently. Sugar low or something. I’m fine now, honestly," I assured them, nodding, trying not to look too guilty. I just hoped that Jake didn’t go too crazy when he found out, and that he didn’t beat the crap out of Liam or something. Maybe I would tell him on my own, calm him down a little before he saw Liam.

"The bang to her head needed stitches. I need to wake her up every hour to make sure she’s OK, so I’ll be staying over tonight," Liam stated, more for Ruby’s benefit than anyone else’s, Jake already knew he’d be there anyway.

I yawned. It was almost nine now and I just wanted to go to bed, it had been a long stressful day. "I’m going to bed, guys. Oh, and Ruby, it really is nice to meet you again. I’m sorry I didn’t get a chance to talk to you properly earlier," I said, smiling apologetically.

She chuckled slightly. "We’ll talk tomorrow, honey, don’t worry. If you need anything in the night then let me know. Jake said I could sleep in your mom’s room, just so you know where I am, alright?" she asked kindly.

Wow, she really is nice!

"OK. G’night, guys. And you, lover boy, go get your stuff if you’re staying here," I instructed, smiling at Liam.

He stood up quickly. "OK. I’ll be back in a bit then." He kissed my forehead gently before heading for the front door to tell his parents he was ’officially’ staying over.

I went to my bedroom and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was a mess, I had a plaster thing stuck behind my ear over the stitches, I looked tired but I couldn’t help but smile. I didn’t bother with pyjamas as I slipped into the bed; I wanted to feel Liam’s skin against mine. After about fifteen minutes he came in, looking so handsome that it made me want to cry. I rubbed my hand over my stomach lightly under the sheets. I hoped I had a little boy in there, and he would be just like his daddy.

Liam stripped down to his boxers and climbed in the bed with me. He gasped suddenly and pulled back to look at me. "Are you naked?" he asked, a little shocked.

I smiled. "Yep. I thought you should make the most of me before I get all fat and ugly," I teased.

He grinned and rolled on top of me, hovering above me, barely touching me. "Angel, you will never be ugly," he whispered, looking at me adoringly. "And the bigger you get, just means I have more of you to love," he added, slipping his hand down to my stomach. I smiled as I pulled his mouth down to mine.