His soft brown curls rubbed slightly against my cheek as he tried to get out of bed without waking me. He'd failed already, but I kept my eyes shut just to keep Jay happy. I heard him edge around the bed slowly, trying not to tread on the loose floorboards that squeaked all the time. He failed again. Just as he left the room, I sighed and pretended I'd just woke up.
"I was trying not to wake you..." sighed Jay, walking back into the room.
"You woke me up as soon as you moved." I laughed. "And then there's the fact your child was kicking the crap out of me at stupid o'clock..."
Jay's smile grew as I placed my hand on my huge stomach. Oh yeah, I'm having Jay from The Wanted's kid. Did I not say? Oh...well now you know. He walked back into the room and helped me out of bed. I was literally the size of a house, and I could hardly move on my own.
"Oh my god James motherfucking McGuiness...you're not getting any for a long time! I never want to experience this again...ever!" I shouted as another pain shot through my stomach.
I saw Jay bite his lip. The more I moved, the quicker the pain went, and I was soon back to my ordinary self. I'll be honest, I love living with Jay and the boys. Mainly because I have five willing babysitters, but also because they're supportive. Everyday, I go on Twitter to see my mentions spammed with hate. Most days I just sit here with my bump for company, crying my eyes out until the boys come back to cheer me up.
'Fucking fat whore. Yeah, we know you're just fat and not pregnant! #AlexIsALyingWhore'
'You're so not good enough for Jay.'
'UR BABY'S GONNA BE SO UGLY LIKE U! WHORE!'
The worst one by far had to be this though;
'I had this dream that you were in an accident just before the baby arrived. You died. Can you make it a reality please?'
"I'm sick of this hate now..." Jay mumbled, putting my phone down.
He crept my twitter all the time now, just to block all the sad little shits. Jay looked up at me; I just shrugged my shoulders.
"I can't do anything about them, so let's just leave it. They'll only arselick when this kid arrives. They always do!" I laughed.
It's strange how I can laugh all the shit off now and Jay can't. It used to be the exact opposite. Another pain through my stomach made me lose my train of thought.
"Something's wrong...I'm pretty sure this many pains isn't natural..." I winced.
Jay's face lost what little colour it had, and he looked ghost white. I shook my head in dismay as he ran around like a headless chicken. He was in the middle of his little 'Oh my Christ on a bike' speech, and I burst out laughing.
"It's not funny!"
"It bloody is! Jay, just calm down...it might not be time yet. Just relax, take things slow and then we'll worry at the hospital." I explained.
He nodded at me, took a deep breath and carried on. I eventually waddled outside to Nathan, who was sat in the car waiting for me and Jay.
"Hurry up Bird! Alex looks like she's gonna burst!" he laughed.
"FUNNY!" I shouted down his ear as I clambered into the back seat.
Jay eventually ran outside, red-faced and panting heavily. He looked at me over his shoulder and scrunched his face up into a really cute pout. I giggled slightly and rubbed my belly even more. Nathan was driving that slow, I actually started to fall asleep. The next thing I knew, Jay was shaking me awake.
"Right Willy...we're here." winked Jay.
Willy (as in Free Willy) had been my nickname since Tom said I looked like a whale. I gave Jay the evils and slapped his arm as I climbed out. I nearly went flat on my face, but Jay and Nath managed to save me. Jay asked me if I was alright; I nodded. Another shooting pain sent me crashing to the floor, and everything went black.
*
I was in a room, or...at least I thought it was. Everything around me was white. I sat up with complete ease; my stomach was flat. No bump, baby or Jay in sight. There was nothing, except me in this pure white space. Something sparkled at my feet; a mirror. I glanced into it...and I looked amazing. It was like someone had come along and airbrushed my skin in rela life to make me look perfect. There wasn't a hair out of place. My dark brown eyes sparkled the more I stared at my reflection. There wasn't a single imperfection. Another sparkle caught my eye. This time however it was a person.
"Hello Alex." the person said quietly.
"Sorry...but who the hell are you?" I asked, feeling slightly awkward.
"I do apologise, where are my manners? I'm your guardian angel."
I burst out laughing. Guardian angels? They aren't real. They're just some bullshit your nanna feeds you as a child.
"Why the laughter? You think you're dreaming? Well, in a way, this is a dream. At this exact moment, you are lay in a hopsital bed, completely oblivious to your crying boyfriend, his friends and your parents. yes Alex, your parents. The ones you never told about your baby."
I stood there, scared and bewildered, as this man who I'd never met told me I was passed out in the middle of some hospital. It was weird.
"Well...why were you sent to me?" I asked shyly.
"Ah, I'm afraid that is private information."
As I stood rooted to the ground, I felt a tugging sensation in my stomach. Biting my lip, I tried not to cry out in pain. It slowly got worse, and I feel to the ground, sobbing.
"Congratulations. You're a mother."
"What?"
"That was the doctor, performing a casaerean on you-"
I held a hand up to stop him talking. I'd had enough. If my child was no longer inside me, then I wanted to leave.
"How do I get out?" I asked, staring in the space around me.
No one was there again. I was alone. The mirror I found on the floor started making noises. The sound became clearer; it was Jay. He was crying, and talking at the same time.
"Alex, please wake up. He's gorgeous. Seriously, you need to wake up. Please. Just move a little so we know you can hear us." he sobbed.
I felt tears running down my cheeks. I fell onto my knees and cried...then everything went black again.
*
"Alex! ALEX!" shouted Jay.
I opened my eyes. I was lay in what I assumed was a private room in the hospital. Jay still looked pale as hell as he tightly grabbed my hand and kissed it repeatedly. Lifting my head slightly, saw my bump was stil very much there.
"W-What happened?" I croaked.
"You passed out...me and Nath carried you in...they brought you in here...and I've been sat here for the last hour waiting for you to wake up."
Just as I opened my mouth to tell Jay about my 'dream', I felt a sudden rush of water between my legs.
"Oh fuck..." I mumbled.
*
"Congratualtions! It's a girl!" smiled the nurse, placing her in my arms.
Jay stood there rubbing his cheek, which I'd slapped about 10 times, and grinned like an idiot. He was proud in every sense of the word. After a few minutes, I passed her to Jay and shit one when she almost fell.
"Jesus Al! Can't even trust you with a baby can I?" gasped Jay.
He held her close to his chest and I smiled. Seeing Jay finally holding our baby was the best sight I could have ever wished for.
