Ryan

Does she know how to fucking shut up??!!! 

Damn girl is frying my brain cells.

No, not Lena,Brandy.

 Stupid bitch won't stop blowing up my phone. 

All day she's been saying, "Ryan, the  bed's so cold and empty...Ryan are you ignoring me? Ryan you know I'm the one for you...Ryan you know it'll take the edge off."

Bitch take a hint.

I threw you out, called you a slut, called you a dog and am currently ghosting you.

 I'm at a lovely restaurant with somebody pretty that likes junk for dinner.

 It means nothing but I have to keep her happy for a while, at least for her to fall in love with me.

Jeez...my life is difficult.

I finally look up at her, she looks to the other side but not fast enough. I can tell she was leaning over trying to see who I was texting. 

"It's not important don't worry." I assure her putting down my phone and placing a hand on her small one.

I know that must have affected her in some way because I can feel her pulse increasing.

She tries to cover up her facade but gives up and slouches in her seat, full from eating an entire pizza by herself.

 "I'm full, should I eat fries?"

 What on earth?

"Why would you want to eat some more after saying that?" She shrugs and sits straighter focusing her doe eyes on me.

I hate when she does that. She thinks it's cute but it's not.

It's adorable.

It's the most adorable thing I've ever seen in my entire life.

Like a puppy and a kitten trying to fit into the same slipper.

I sigh, "Fine...waiter could we have some large fries for the lady to go."

 "Yes sir." He waddles up to the counter and places our order. 

I absolutely hate this penguin of a waiter.

I look up to see Lena's smiling face. She looks content and a little bit drowsy. But she's still super pretty, her eyes shiny it's visible how hungry she is.

Some people can eat sheesh.

Arrived home

She literally passed out in the car while she was making conversation with me. The one time when she stops babbling.

This girl is something else. 

Her voice trailed away while we were arguing about the movie.

I get out first then get her from the other side and sling her over my shoulder. 

Damn, she's so light. How could anyone eat as much as her and still be so light? 

Yes, the takeout fries are long gone. Being kept warm in her tiny tummy.

I grab all her things and carry her to her room.

 Her sleeping face is adorable, lightly snoring and nearly choking on a strand of her hair.

I cover her up but she grabs the blanket and turns the other way mumbling about how stupid I am. 

She's not all that bad actually.

This was enjoyable. 

My phone vibrates in my pocket.

 This is so annoying.

B : Ryan,meet me at the motel in ten minutes

Me :Fine

I  take one last glance at her and walk out knowing exactly what I'll be doing. 

Brandy was right, it's been a while.

Lena

I watch as he leaves my room to his.

 He's really just an amazing guy, I was too blind to see it.

He's genuinely a super nice guy. 

 My eyes close and I'm finally slipping into my dream world.

~4hours later~

I wake up to a strange feeling in my stomach.

I groan and sit up clutching the painful part. It's right underneath my belly.

I rub my painful eyes and see that it's way in the middle of the night.

The pain cuts deeper and now I'm getting scared.

I groan again and clutch my stomach.

It seems much bigger now, much much bigger.

Panic stricken, I roll out of bed and fall face first onto the floor knocking all the wind out of me.

"Ow."I complain to nobody.

This is not a joking matter.

I've endured worse than this, surely this has to be a joke.

I brace myself on my bed and try my hardest to stand.

Now that I'm on my feet, I can get help.

I think I'm in labor.

It's pretty dark, but I think I can find my way.

Maybe to Ryan's room.

He was nice to me earlier, will he be nice if he knows that I'm pregnant?

Maybe maybe not.

The pain starts again and I try my hardest not to scream, it spreads to my sides and to my back.

I lean against the hallway wall trying to catch my breath.

Heaving and complaining.

"Take deep breaths. 1...2...breathe."I whisper to myself and try to mimic all the pregnant women I've seen on t.v.

I walk slowly to Ryan's bedroom door and try not to scream as the pain gets worse.

I knock on the door desperately, "Ryan!!Help!" I groan and try to fight back tears.

I hear heavy footsteps and the door opens abruptly. I bend down and put my hands on my knees, struggling to stand.

I feel his eyes on me, and I know he's weirded out.

"Lena?"He asks.

"Yes!Who else lives with you 24/7?"

I know that was rude but I need to get this 'thing' out of me.

I stand up straighter to look at him and notice his worried expression.

"What's wrong?Are you okay?"

I'm taken aback by his sudden remorse for another human being.

"No.My stomach's really painful-" I groan again and nearly lose balance but he catches me.

He places a hand on my back and leads me into his bedroom.

I notice that his light is on.

Was he awake this entire time?

Maybe he's afraid of the dark?

I'm sat down on his chair and he sits across from me his eyes never leaving my own.

"What does it feel like?"

I look at him seriously, "I'm in labor!"

He looks at me startled and raises his eyebrows.

"Are you even pregnant?"

I roll my eyes and rest my head on my knees.

"Big stomach, pain in the stomach and around my back. Angry, irritated and did I mention that I'm in pain?!"I say looking up at his irritating face.

His gorgeous irritating face.

Damn it!

He's so gorgeous.

He considers this and smiles.

"You're bloated."He diagnoses.

What?

"What does that mean?"I demand.

My clueless ass don't know shit like that.

"You have gas in your midsection. It's from all the food you ate especially the pizza."He explained.

"On a scale of one to ten how's the pain?"He yawns.

He's kidding right?

"Ten you douche!"I yell at him and clutch my stomach again.

His stupid smirk turns into a frown.

"Okay let's get it out."He says casually.

"What do you mean?"

I don't want knives and needles in my backside.

"You need to fart of course." He chuckles.

"I-"

Eye-

I can't even...what?

A/N-please forgive me for this

"Come on I'll help you."He said.

"No! In here?!"I panic.

He nods looking a bit more serious.

"Nah I'll hold it in."

He shakes his head in disapproval.

"If you hold it in you might die."He stands up and rolls up his sleeves revealing his powerful tattooed arms.

"Okay?"I manage.

I stand up and walk towards him hesitantly.

He gestures with both hands for me to come. Like a parent to a baby just learning to walk.

Once we're close enough he tells me to turn around.

I raise an eyebrow and do as I'm told.

"You know downward dog?"

My eyes widen and nod, "Yes from our Zen class. Why?"

"You'll have to make that position."He says from behind me.

"Uh...but I haven't mastered it yet."

He sighs and continues, "I'll help you. Do your best."

I bend down slowly and shift a bit. My leg muscles are uncomfortable but it's fine.

He places his hands on my waist and presses against me.

My cheeks start to burn furiously.

He lifts my butt up slightly and immediately I feel a little better.

"How does that feel?"He asks calmly.

"Better?"

"Hey guys, I found a terrific movi-" "What the fuck?! Are you two fucking?"

Our eyes snap to Asher and we simultaneously say, "Get the fuck out!!!"

He runs out with his tail between his legs.

I was not prepared for what was coming next.

"Now. Let it all out."

"No."I protest.

"Go ahead Lena."

"No!Your room will be ruined!"

"Lena I'll move into another room-"

"No!!"

"Angel!"

"No!!"

"Lena!!"

"No!"

"I'll give you pancakes..."

let's just say that...it was a series of smelly and embarrassing events.

I wanted to yeet myself into a deep hole and never come back.

Ryan used a different room and we vowed to never speak of what transpired that night.

A/N-HELLO BEAUTIFUL PIPO!!FOR THOSE WHO ARE READING THIS AND MADE IT TO THE BOTTOM YOU ARE LEGENDS!!!PLEASE DON'T SUE ME!!PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!!!!!