Pregnant with the Bad Boy - Second Book

Chapter 8

My room was getting worse; for every second that I was spending here, I was going crazy, or more was maybe the correct term; Mom trying to talk to me, saying she was sorry for yelling at me in the car; Dad saying something about that this was for the best making me laugh from the pain that was getting worse, what the hell did he know about that? He had cheated and got Mom back; even if they fought, they loved each other, and he didn’t run away when she got pregnant, unlike Dylan.

“Hey, I’m done for today, so I thought you might want to take a ride?” Liam had popped his head inside my room, not even knocking; he didn’t care, he had already seen me naked, and I wasn’t listening to him.

“No.” I closed my eyes, I did not want to go on a ride with him, hearing the engine that reminded me of Dylan and that I did love him, no matter how stupid and complicated it was, I did.

“Alright, no ride; how about some air?” Liam was inside and standing by the bedside when I didn’t answer again; I was surprised that he didn’t have his girlfriend with him; he couldn’t go anywhere these last days he had been here.

“Jenni, come on, break up sucks, but you get over it; I know since I got dumped hard when I told Olivia about you….” Liam snickered to my surprise when I frowned; I didn’t care about that either, so he got dumped, and that was my fault, and I wasn’t in the mood to hear it.

I shrieked when the bed was moving, feeling the heavy weight sinking down beside me. I looked up, startled at Liam’s grinning face when he had sprawled out, taking his arm and making himself comfortable in my bed, not giving a s**t that I was still lying in it, looking like I had been crying for days because I had.

“What, I’m in your way?” he was grinning more when I was still staring at him like he was crazy since he was lying beside me and just acting like he didn’t flirt with my sister all the time!

“Get out, go back, and flirt with Mandy….” I hissed when he chuckled back, taking his arm around me, not caring that I didn’t have it; why was he even acting like this? He was the one that told me that he wanted to try to date her and not me; I still wasn’t sure of anything. Even if Dylan had decided to move on, I hadn’t.

“Take it easy, just reaching for my phone and…” he pushed me over when I was lying down on his chest, and I shivered, feeling his warm skin against my cheek; Dad had been working him good since I could feel the heat through the shirt.

“Liam?” I was still shocked he just had pushed me down gently with my head on his chest rising up and down, already looking at some game he was playing on the phone to my mixed feelings.

This felt nice, and I wouldn’t lie that leaning on him felt fantastic, but…. Oh god…. I closed my eyes, that was sore and tired, wanting to just get five minutes of rest, not crying over the man that made me pregnant and left me in the dust when things didn’t work out the way he wanted to; I should have listened to people when they said he was a bastard, he even told me that himself.

I was so stupid….

My first tears were soaking down on Liam’s shirt when I didn’t wipe them away; it didn’t matter; nothing mattered anymore.

“I thought he loved me like it would be forever….” I was sniffling it when Liam was still playing like he couldn’t hear me whispering it at his chest; he did when he cursed, and I snuggled closer; it was hard since my belly was so big, but his arm was making me feel better like it was just the support I needed, and I hated that it felt good. It wasn’t supposed to be him; it was Dylan; it always had been that I wanted it to be him from the moment we met, and I couldn’t have him.

“Yeah, tell me about it….” Liam answered me when I looked up at his face, still staring at the game like he wasn’t listening to my crying while I was lying in his arms and not understanding why it was making me feel better.

“Did you love her, Olivia?” I was still whispering like everything was a secret, him being here with me in my bed and holding me, the words coming out of my mouth and that I was feeling better, all wrong, and I didn’t care; I never did.

“Yes, yeah…. Yeah, I did….” I lost the slight feeling inside my chest that he wasn’t doing this just to comfort me; he was, and when he was done, he was going to right back and have fun with my sister, that spent all her time making sure that Liam wasn’t even a second with me, and he didn’t stop her.

“You should have stayed; you could have lied, told her that…. I don’t know… but you didn’t need to tell her you got feelings for me… “I wasn’t sure I was accusing him of being here and messing up my life more or making it feel better; I still wasn’t sure what was happening on the hard chest of Liam’s body.

“Why? I didn’t love her the same when I started to talk to you and… yeah, the rest, you know…” he did a smirk, killing something on the screen with no blood that was making me breath steadier; I guess he was right… I was so used to people hiding the truth that I couldn’t even see that Liam was trying to save his old girlfriend's pain and time; he was better than I was, nor the men I had dated.

My arm had sneaked up over his chest, and holding it gently on his shoulder, he was strong, same as Dylan, but he wasn’t him, never was, and for the first time since I had met him, I was so grateful that he wasn’t.

“Yeah… guess I do know…. me telling you to back off and spitting in your face when you told me that you loved me….” I was saying it more amused than anything when he suddenly stopped playing, putting down the phone and smiling back at me like he saw the funny in that, too, no matter how stupid it was.

“Oh yeah, you did…. So bad, and you took my favorite sweats and left; I still want them back…” he smirked more when I was pulling myself closer; I couldn’t believe he was asking me for the clothes back he lent me; they were gone, trashed probably when I was leaving with Grant.

“They are gone… so…” I said it back more teasing than I had expected, wanting him to come closer, feeling the hand on my back, pushing me the slightest more to his face making me hold my breath from his finger gracing my naked skin from my shirt ridding up, everything just felt… good.

“It's fine, I always like you more naked anyway…” he was smirking more when I started to laugh, I knew that too… leaning closer and wanting to taste his lips that were so close that I could almost feel them hearing my door that was being opened and looking up seeing dad standing outside like he didn’t know what to say seeing Liam and me in the same bed, almost kissing seconds before he had interrupted us.

“Oh s**t! I was just coming to get Jennifer and… you know what… never mind….” Dad was closing the door again fast when I got up from Liam’s chest, my check burning and wanting to die from the shame filling me up head to toe. Dad just saw me almost kissing Liam!

“Oh god! I’m so sorry… I’m sorry… “my voice was cracking, not wanting to look at him anymore; he was supposed to be with my sister, not me; that was the plan!

“I’m not…. Hey… Jenni… stop acting so damn guilty… I told you I liked you, and I’m not dating your sister just because she makes me laugh….” Liam was smiling when I looked up at his carefree face; I wished so bad that I could feel that way; I didn’t not with my baggage.

“She likes you…” I was still too ashamed to even feel anything more than wanting to bury my head and never come out again; I never learned!

“Oh yeah, well, I like you…” Liam was pulling the blanket off me when I stared in disbelief at his calm blue eyes. No. No, he wouldn’t like me; that was not how this was going down, I was going to have a baby, and he was younger than me; he wasn’t ready for all … of me!

“Liam…. I’m going to have a baby…. I can’t… I can’t….” I was trying to calm my voice down, speaking to make him understand that I wasn’t kidding; that hadn’t changed, even if Dylan had decided to dump me; oh, and the part that I was freaking depressed wasn’t helping either!

“Why are you always talking so damn serious about everything? I just want to kiss you and see if we like it; that’s not too much to ask, is it?” He was leaning closer again when we both sat on my bed, and that wasn’t meant for two people. When I held my breath, that was all he wanted to kiss me?

“Oh… that’s….” I didn’t have time to say more when Liam pushed the last part, meeting his lips with mine when I closed my eyes. I felt the heat spreading slowly throughout my body, one heartbeat at a time.

“Yeah… still feeling it, how about you?” I was still having my eyes closed, feeling his breath on my mouth, when I smiled. Yeah, I could feel it… like a slow burn that was working away the coldness inside my heart.

I didn’t answer him and just kissed back, snaking my arm around his neck more, loving every second of feeling his lips against mine. Sure, it wasn’t like when I kissed Dylan or Grant, but that didn’t matter right now when I was starving. Liam was giving me was I had been dying for since Grant was gone, affection.

“Okay… wow… yeah I definitely liked that…” Liam was snickering, looking flustered like me coming back from my mouth mixing with him. I couldn’t have resisted going deeper and giving him tongue that he didn’t complain about when he pulled me closer.

“I don’t know what I feel, but… I do like it when I kiss you…. Is that okay, Liam?” I wanted to be honest since he was, and… yeah, I wasn’t going to lie, I did feel something, but it was too mixed up with everything else. I was still unsure if it was my feelings for Dylan getting wrapped up since he reminded me of him.

“Alright…. it’s not like you didn’t tell me that the first time either…but…. I’m around now, and maybe we can just… find out?” he was smirking more like he had planned it all, maybe he had; I still had no idea that he even wanted me since I was super pregnant, or maybe he just liked the way my boobs were bigger, who knew…. I was still feeling the taste of his tongue when I was smiling for the first time since mom told me that Dylan had another girl, seeing Liam stare at me, knowing that he knew I wasn’t going to fight him back, not when he was here and giving me much more comfort than anyone else in my family was.

“Okay… soo… food…. I’m hungry; your dad is a hard boss….” Liam was chuckling when I believed him, seeing that he had been sweating all over me, and his body seemed harder than ever, no matter how much food he was chowing down.

“Yeah…. Food…” I said it smiling when he was helping me up, not being hungry; I would rather have stayed in my bed with him close to me, maybe kissed him some more, but that would not happen. I already knew that since Mom would kill me if I didn’t attend dinner.