TDBPF
Note: Yes, This is a sequel to 'The Dramas of Being Pregnant at Fourteen' lol I get to keep the initials! Now this is 'The Dramas of Being a Parent at Fifteen' I think I'll start typing now, because I'm bored. I hate introductions. Oh yeah, chapter one is more of a LOliVEr chapter.
Miley closed her blood shot eyes. She exhausted. She laid her head against the pillow, sighing in relief.
Then Nick slammed open the hospital room door. "8 pounds 7 ounces." Nick said blankly.
"Hi honey. It's great to see you too." Miley said her eyes still closed. She felt his fingers glide through her hair. Apparently he was sitting next to her now.
They sat there in silence, until Nick decided to ask an obvious question. "He doesn't have a name yet?"
"Nope."
"What about Kevin?" Nick suggested quietly.
Miley started to think about her dream. She felt a shiver. "No, no that's Kevin name."
"Okay.. how about-"
"I like the name, Ryan." Miley told him, as she opened her eyes.
Nick nodded with a slight grin on his face. "Ryan. Sounds manly."
"No it don't, it sounds rough-ishly beautiful." Miley smiled.
"You speak such proper English!" Nick teased.
"Grr.." She hissed.
"Bite me." He poked her in the side.
"Come closer and I will." Miley gazed over at him.
"Let me hold him!" Lilly whined, trying to grab the baby from Oliver.
Oliver shoved her away. "Hold on." Oliver tickled the small child.
He just made a baby noise. "Aww!" Lilly cooed down at the baby.
Oliver poked the baby's small stomach, so gently that his finger tingled.
The bouncing baby suddenly burst into tears. Oliver's face turned upside down, he handed Lilly the baby as quickly as he could.
Lilly's jaw dropped, and cradled the baby in her arms, rocking him slowly back and forth. She pushed her self up and down on her toes, trying to settle the baby.
Oliver watched in amazement. The child whimpered, and the crying seized. Lilly continued to 'shh' him for another minute or so.
"What?" Oliver whispered at her, still trying to comprehend how she did that.
"You seriously need to pay more attention in family sciences and economics." Lilly paused and realized she never actually said that class aloud.
"yeah." Oliver just agreed without an argument.
Lilly checked his forehead. "You sick?" Lilly laughed and positioned the baby up higher.
"Nope, just tired I guess." Oliver shrugged.
"Go get something to eat, I'll catch up with you in a sec'." Lilly instructed.
He nodded and walked off, looking for a snack machine. Lilly opened Miley's hospital room door.
Nick turned his head off of a sleeping beauty, to her best friend.
"Hey." Lilly whispered.
"Hey.. what's wrong?" Nick slid off the bed.
Lilly met him in the middle of the room. "Well the baby wanted to see his daddy."
Nick smiled and took the baby into his arms. "We decided on Ryan." Nick told her.
"Sounds manly." Lilly nodded.
"I knew it!" Nick said a little loud.
"Urmm.. tell Miley I'll be here tomorrow."
Nick nodded, before Lilly slipped out of the room and down the hallway.
Lilly searched the building for Oliver twice. She finally just sat in the waiting room, and grabbed a magazine. She soon found herself seconds before sleep.
"Did you hear about the kid that passed out?" An adult, not much older than Lilly said as she sat next to her mother.
"No, what happened?" The mother answered curiously.
"I really don't know the whole thing, he was standing in front of me in the snack machine line." She started.
Lilly's ears began to dart into the conversation, maybe she was hungry.
"He took a bite of chocolate and down he went."
"Hmm.. probably diabetic." Mothers always had to get logical.
Maybe the girl was a ditz, but she just nodded. Probably not even sure what 'diabetic' meant. "He was hot, skater hair too."
Lilly's eyes shot open, she leaned to the side and tapped the girl's shoulder. "Brown hair?"
"Excuse me?" She said.
"Does he have brown hair.. messy, but kind of meant to be that way?" Lilly continued.
"Yeah, taller too. Oh and he had on a blue shirt, same shade as mine." The girl went on and on about how great he looked. Lilly added all the comments in her head, and ran to the reception area.
"What room's Oliver Oken in?" Lilly asked immediately.
"Excuse me?"
"Just tell me." Lilly slammed her hand down.
"M'am please settle down." The woman at the desk told her.
"Sorry, but my boyfriend possibly has diabetes. I was too busy playing with the baby, he got a chocolate bar. The girl thinks he's hot and I need the room number." Lilly explained without even thinking.
The woman took a good look at her. Observed her eyes, noticed the slight lump on Lilly's stomach, then shot her eyes back in their sockets.
"My bad, I forgot, I'm having his baby too... now please!" Lilly mentioned, and the woman agreed.
She looked up his name on the computer. "52 B."
And with that, Lilly was off.
The room numbers flew threw her head with each passing door. '45 A, 45 B, 46 A, 46 B, 47 A, 47B, 48 A, 48 B, 49 A, 49 B, 50 A, 50 B, 51 A, 51 B, 52 A, 52 B.' Lilly yanked open the door.
"Oliver..." Lilly lowered her voice.
"Hey." He said without a problem.
"What happened?" Lilly sat beside him.
"I'm not allowed to have sugar." Oliver sighed like it was the worst thing in the world.
"Are you okay?" Lilly felt her throat dry up.
"Just dandy." Oliver smirked.
"Gosh, everyone wants to be the center of attention today. Miley's birthday. Then Ryan wanted to be born. Now you..." Lilly trailed off.
Oliver took her hand. "Lilly, I'm fine. Just a little needle, everyday."
"A what? Oliver, I'm not good with needles!" Lilly cried.
"And since when am I?" Oliver sounded hurt.
"Oh my gosh..." Lilly felt her heart bounding.
"What?"
"... What if the baby has diabetes... ain't it like genetic?" Lilly started tearing up.
"I don't know.. but listen." Oliver started. "Look at me."
Lilly closed her eyes, and reopened them to Oliver's gaze.
"Lils... don't be scared."