He leans his back on the wall of the elevator, putting his palm over his eyes.
Leaving out a huge breath, he mumbles:"I'm going to be a father."
He lets his hands fall to his sides and he looks at me with eyes wide open. "I'm going to be a father." he repeats.
I nod and take a small step towards him, taking his hands. "Yes. We're having a baby."
Again, he exhales a deep breath, his cheeks puffing up and he glances at the ceilin
Axel's P.O.V.The tires of my car screech as I quickly press on the breaks in front of Sophie's gynecologist. Ever since she told me about being pregnant I've been out of my mind worried about it. What if those fuckers actually hurt her or the baby? We have no other way of knowing except having her gynecologist check everything and the faster it's done, the better.It's quite fucked up, but I'm kind of excited for this baby and it'd hurt like a bitch if we lost it. The image of having her and a baby with me in London to wake up to everyday has settled in my mind and I'll do anything to make it come true; I can't fucking lose it now.
Sophie's P.O.V."Mum?" I breathe out but she doesn't hear me; of couse she doesn't hear me when she's snogging some weird guy like a teenage girl.I almost forgot that Axel is standing right next to me, so his loud and shocked voice scares me. "What the actual fuck are you doing on my mother in law?!" he shouts and then rapidly moves toward the weird guy, forcefully pulling him off of my mother and punching him in the jaw."That is a married woman you were just laying on!" Axel shouts and my mum quickly looks at me, then at her lover being b
I wake up, feeling his warmness next to me, so I look at his face, smiling. He's sleeping like a baby; his lips slightly parted, his face relaxed and he's softly snoring.I snuggle up closer to him and put my leg over his torso, and my head on his shoulder. I can't help but wish he was slightly softer; it'd be much more comfortable to lay on than all this hard muscle.Curiously, I let my hand slowly travel around Axel's torso, feeling his muscles through the shirt he's wearing.The change in his body is obvious. Sure, he was muscular before,
"So..." Axel begins, looking at the people sitting at the table. We've been sitting here for a few minutes now, attempting to have breakfast like normal people, while we all know we have loads of things to talk about. "Who will start first?" Axel asks."You, my boy." his coach immediately says. "When and why the hell did you leave the UK without a single damn note?" he asks him, angrily.Axel sighs, putting his fork on his plate and looks at me to make sure I'm okay with him telling them everything.I give him a quick nod.
"I can't believe I'm moving to the UK." I mutter quietly to myself for the fifth time in a row as I pack my bags.Axel sighs and stands up from the bed, walking up to behind me. He wraps his arms around me, slowly massaging my tummy. "Look, if you really don't want that...", he begins, but trails off and I whirl around, laying my palms on his shoulders."No! I want it, it's just kind of... Scary. I've lived my whole life in the US, never left the mainland and for the first time that I'm leaving, I'm never coming back. I've always loved pictured of London, and English movies and their culture, but what if I hate it there when I see it with my own eyes?" I
"What the hell are you doing here?" Dad growls at the coach, who simply smiles."Sorry, Daniel, I'm just taking back what's always been mine."I try to pretend I didn't hear his words, but I can't when my dad lounges at him with full speed."You motherfucker, who the fuck do you think you are?! That's still my wife!" dad shouts, bashing coaches head into the floor with full force.I gasp, sure that he knocked him out, but coach
Axel's P.O.V."Wow, this place is a mess." Sophie whispers when we enter the house and I can't do anything but agree.The place looks like shit; it's completely wrecked up. It's obvious that some fuckers have broken in through the windows. I'm guessing it was teenagers who had nothing better to do with their time.I swallow a gulp in my throat and ignore the feelings flooding through me at a sight of my childhood home broken."
Sophie's P.O.V."Wow, this is your apartment?" I gasp at the modern and extremely expensive looking penthouse at the top of one of more popular skyscrapers in London.Axel shurgs and watches a worker carry our bags into the apartment. "I guess so. This is my first time here, so don't ask me where anything is. We should look around a bit." he suggests.I nod and almost start skipping towards one of the rooms. The first room on the left happens to be the master bedroom with a massive bed in the middle of it, and the entire wall in front of it
The next day"Hey baby." Axel's raspy voice greets me as I open my eyes, beyond tired.Something seems different, but I can't exactly put my finger to it."Axel?" I ask, but I'm answered by a baby's cry. "Shit." Axel silently curses and I'm completely awake all of a sudden.
"This is not how I imagined spending the last day of the year." Amber groans, holding me up by my arm, Liam on the other. I can walk, but they insisted that precausion was necessary."Sorry, guys, I just- I couldn't spend another day locked inside the house without... Well you know." I muster up a shitty apology for the shitty situation I'm in.Axel's been gone a week today and I can't stand to even think about it.
Axel's P.O.V."I'm sorry, okay? Fuck, I've forgotten what it's like to ask forgiveness from people who aren't Sophie." She always caves in quite soon, thankfully."Yeah, well, I'm not fucking Sophie and that's a pitiful fucking apology, you need to do better." coach replies, shutting the door of his bedroom in my face.
Axel's P.O.V.I slam the door behind me, kicking the snow underneath my boots as I make my way to the car. I'm still hungover and my alcohol level is probably way fucking higher than it should be, which is why Catherine brought me home. She was the only one sober in the apartment and wouldn't let me drive on my own.Well, she's not here no stop me now so she can suck dick.
"You were with a woman?" I ask, careful to not let my voice break. Deep down, however, I know he wouldn't cheat on me.Would he?No, Axel wouldn't.He rolls his eyes, like the child he is. "No, I wasn't. I thought you trust - why are we even talking about this? What is he doing in our f
I push him away in shock. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" I'm beyond angry at this point and I wish I pushed him harder and he'd hit the ground. The baby inside me kicks, like he's excited."What does it look like? I'm trying to show you that he isn't the only one who can make you feel good." he responds calmly and I wonder for a second if he has an actual death wish or he's just plain dumb.I don't remember him being like this.
"You can't marry Axel, Sophie." he blurts out instead of greeting me back.I frown. What on Earth is he talking about? "What do you mean?""Don't marry Axel. Just... Don't. It's a bad idea." he says again and I'm as confused as ever. "Can I come in?" he adds after a while when I stay speechless. Not knowing what to say, I just open the door a little further, signaling him to enter.
Every drink makes my smile, my courage and my guilty conscience bigger, however I keep on drinking because as long as I'm drunk, I'm not realizing the fact that I have a kid and will soon have another. It also makes me forget that I have a serious fucking job because of a person that I threw away like garbage.I ignored all the shit that was building up and now it's overflowing.I quickly drown another glass of Whiskey to drown the guilt of calling my children shi
"This is exactly why I love you. You seem so fucking innocent and good yet here you are, in our bathroom, taking my pants off to shove my dick in your mouth." I whisper to her while we kiss, making her moan in response."I's the hormones... There are so many in my body right now, I can barely control myself." she admits, finally winning the battle with the zipper and eagerly pulling my pants and underwear down, squeezing my dick in her petite white hand.I harshly