It's Your Baby - Belén Domínguez (best books to read all time .txt) 📗

through something so hard like this. But, we need to talk about your other options”

 

I let go a heavy sigh. I knew my mom would come up with this. No matter how many weeks pass by, she will come back with the subject. But she's right though. I need other options. I fidgeted with my fingers, before turning my attention back to her. “I'm listening”

 

“I know you wouldn't go for the option of abortion, because, I know you. . .You wouldn't live knowing you did something like this”

 

I nodded, motioning for her to continue “So, the only thing that's left, is an adoption. . .”

 

“Adoption” I repeated. She nodded slowly, waiting to see my reaction. “Mom, I-I don't know. Who would want to adopt a teenager's baby?”

 

“A lot, a lot of women who can't have a baby and are desperate”

 

I thought for a moment, this is a big deal. Adoption, putting my baby in adoption. . .Is this the right thing? I need to tell Finn. “Mom, I have to think about it, plus I need to tell Finn, and-and —”

 

“Finn? The-the father!? Baby, he hurt you, and you're not supposed to be talking to him, I asked you a few months ago if you are”

 

“I'm not!” I said a little too quickly, although when they ask me where I'm going, I tell them that I'm going to the library when honestly I'm going to see Finn. “Is just. . .It wouldn't be fair if he didn't know about this, he's the father after all”

 

“Sweetie, I'm telling you what's best for you. . .He doesn't care about this baby”

 

“Yes he does!” I said. “He does care. . .”

 

“Sweetie—”

 

“Mom, I know you hate him right now, you despise him so much, and I understand. But if there's something I'm sure about: Is that he cares. And if you could give him a chance, then he would prove to you that he not only cares about the baby, but he cares about me”

 

“Alright. . .Why don't you just rest?”

 

“No” I said and stood up from my bed. “I have-I have to go to the library” I said and started walking out of the room. He cares for me, Finn does care. I bet he told everyone about us. If there is an 'us', because I serious don't understand of we're dating or not. I like him so much, but I don't know if he feels the same. Well, he proved to me multiple times, that his feelings are not fake, so I'm guessing perhaps he does like me, a lot. I closed the door behind me, having this urge of crying, but I opposed. I'm letting my mother have power over me about this. Sure, adoption could solve everything, give the responsibility to someone else. But I can't decide something so huge like this without telling Finn first. Of course, I can't tell him now, he has other things in mind. I'll just wait, there's no rush, right?

 

Okay, fine, honestly, I'm pathetic, and such a coward. I can't just go a be like: Hey, Finn, guess what? I'm putting our baby for adoption to random strangers with who we have no damn clue who they are or what they could possibly do. I'm so glad you agree too, bye.

 

That's just not right. At. All.

 

I went to Finn's home; I just want to feel him in my arms again. My heart starts racing with the bare thought of him. And I can't believe it. . .I still can't believe it. From hating him to being crazy for him, it's so weird and just so. . .Unbelievable.

 

I knocked on his door, just to be greeted by Cameron. He smiled sadly at me, which made me furrow my eyebrows in confusion. “Is everything alright?” I asked.

 

“Umm, I don't—”

 

“Gwen?” I heard Finn's voice. “Hey, babe”. I smiled and walked in, giving Cameron one last glance before walking towards Finn. I hugged him and he kissed my cheek.

 

Finn’s P.O.V

 

I kissed Gwen's cheek and motioned for her to seat in the couch. Cameron stared at me with a frown, and with his fingers showed me to come closer to him. I did, with a confused look on my face and my arms folded.

 

“What's up?” I asked.

 

“What's up? She doesn't have a clue of what you've been saying online” he whispered. I glanced quickly at Gwen who was checking something on her phone, then turned back to Cameron. I grabbed his hand and dragged him to another room. “You disgust me” he said as soon as I close the door.

 

“Dude, bare with me. . .I had to do it”

 

“And I understand, Finn. But you could've at least be honest with her. She've been through so much thanks to you” he said, looking at me with disappointment. “I mean, what do you think she's going to say when she sees what people are telling her?”

 

“But I am being honest, I'm not dating her”

 

“But you are indeed the father, and you've been lying saying you're not. Plus, it does seem like you guys are sort of dating at this point”

 

I let go a heavy sigh, “You don't understand—”

 

“Yes, I do” he cut me off, crossing his arms across his chest. “The fame, the fans, that constant weight on your shoulders of always keeping them happy” he took a step towards me. “But think of her, think of her for just one second. A normal girl like any other that is indeed caring your baby. You're supposed to be defending her, not just turning your back. That's not right, man”

 

“Cameron, I know what you mean. Believe me, I feel like complete shit for doing this. The time I have known her I realized how much I genuinely care for her, and I don't want her to get hurt. But I can't allow people to know how much I messed up, that would ruin everything for me and you know it”

 

"You know that maturity is not only the age, is also your way of thinking, how you take responsibility for what you caused. You're not acting like an 18 year-old; you're acting like 12 year-old. Dude, you're my best friend, and I will always support you, but I can't agree with all this. I'm not mad at you, I'm disappointed. . .I just can't believe how you're taking all this”

 

I didn't answer, how can I after that? I am so pathetic and stupid that I'm disgusted with myself. Gwen doesn't deserve this, but I can't tell her what I said. I never wanted any of this to happen; yet here I am, feeling like the most fucking piece of shit ever.

 

He wakes towards the door, and turned around. “I know, Finn, that you will make the right choice and do things right” he said before opening the door and leaving. I stayed there for a couple more minutes, thinking.

 

Why is everything turning to be so freaking complicated? Everything I ever wanted was to have fun, enjoy making vines, greeting fans, and going on tour. And I'm trapped in all this and it seems like I can't get out and escape.

 

I went back to the living room, where Gwen was waiting patiently. Damn, she looked so beautiful. “Hey” she smiled sweetly, cute dimples showing. “Where were you?”

 

Instead of answering, I walked towards her, she was watching my every move. I grabbed her face with both of hands and kissed her. I kissed her with force, with need and desperation. I want her, I was mainly trying to get my mind off of the fact I'm a complete asshole. And I feel that I'm losing her, I don't want her to leave me. The thought alone makes me shiver with fear. She pulled away, her forehead resting against mine.

 

“What are you—”

 

“Please” I cut her off. “Please kiss me”

 

And she did. She made me sit down next to her, and caressed my face tenderly, while placing her soft lips against mine. I kissed her with all I had, electricity running through me. 

 

“Please don't leave” I said between kisses. She shook her head and pulled away from me, pausing for a moment.

 

“I won't leave you” she said and kissed me again. 

 

Chapter 41 - Dress Shopping

Gwen's P.O.V

 

Finn was kissing me in such way that I couldn't get enough. I felt those sparks, my stomach fluttering, and his strong arms behind my back, holding me tightly, like if I was going to vanish in any second. We pulled away, our breaths mixing. I smiled before giving him a peck on the lips.

 

“You are. . .Amazing” he said. I giggled and then placed my hands on my stomach. “Does it hurt?” he asked.

 

“A little bit, yeah” I said truthfully. Finn's expression was something I couldn't quite decipher. Out of nowhere, my phone buzzed, letting me know I got a new text. I thought it could be my parents or my brother and was about to ignore it, but when I glanced at it, I saw the name of Dani on the screen. I grabbed it and unlocked it, the text message popping out.

 

Dani:

 

Have you asked Finn to be your date yet??

 

Gwen? Did you?

 

Come on, I want to go shopping for dresses with you

 

Me:

 

No, I didn't ask him.

 

Dani:

 

Why the heck no!?

 

Me:

What if he says no? He could totally think is a dumb idea. Plus, it’s going to be a crowded place, with people that knows who he is. They're going to be all over Nash as soon as he steps one-foot in.

 

Dani:

 

Just ask him, he could wear a disguise!

 

Me:

 

You're so silly :)

 

Dani:

 

Ask him or I will be sad. Perhaps I can ask him for you ;)

 

Me:

 

No! No, I will ask him.

 

“Who are you talking to?” Finn asked. I quickly placed my phone in the coffee table and turned to him.

 

“It was Dani” I shrugged.

 

“What did she say?”

 

“Uhh, that-that. . .Well—”

 

“Yeah?” he pushed.

 

“There is going to be this Prom in my school, and-and well, I don't have a date. And she suggested that I should go with you”

 

He didn't reply just yet. He scratched the back of his head before turning his attention back to me. “I would love to go with you” he said.

 

“You don't have to—Wait, what?”

 

“I would love to be your date. With my performances, possible tours, interviews, rehearsals and such, I’m pretty sure I won’t be able to attend my own Prom—which sucks—but it would be amazing if I could go with you”

I sighed in relief. How lucky am I of having him in my life? I bet that if my parents and Alec could take a minute to get to know Nash, I know they would adore him.

 

“The thing is, that you're the Finn Harries, pop sensation, I'm pretty sure every girl will be there fangirling”

 

“We'll figure it out, Gwen. . .I'm just so happy that we get to go together” he said, putting his arm around my shoulder. I nodded and hugged him sideways. I looked up, staring into his striking brown eyes. How can someone have such deepness and beauty in them? Once in a while he was checking his phone, but I decided not asking him, who am I for me to be snooping around?

 

So we just talked for what seemed like forever. It was nice getting my mind off things, and Finn is doing such a great