Didn't See That Coming.., Marisa [popular books of all time TXT] 📗

out sobs.
I lay my head in my hands and cry. "Why? Why me?!" I Hear Mason get down beside me and pull me to him. I let him hold me as I cry it all out. His hands rub my back causing me to become overwelmed with sleep. My crys coming to an end, and i allow my head to rest on his chest while my eyes close and welcome the darkness.


*Mason's POV*
One minute she's calm and concerned and the next she is yelling at me! This completely caught me off guard. It was about time I saw some emotion from her about this. She had been so calm when she told me, it had worried me. But everything she said worried me. I knew she was right. She was getting the short end of the stick. I wonder what else she was feeling about this. When her breathing finally slowed and evened out, I knew she was asleep. I slowly moved her so she was leaning up against the wall and slipped out from under her. I bent down and picked her up and carried her to my bed.
I layed her down and took off her shoes, then pulled the covers up around her. I took my shoes off and layed down next to her. I pulled the covers up over me, then layed my arm across her waist, letting my hand rest on her stomach. A baby wa in there. MY baby. I smiled and let darkness wash over me.


*Mrs. Sanders POV*
It's been a long day at the office and I'm just ready to crash. I lock the van and head towards the house. Walking at a slow pace. Knowing that once I get inside I'll have to do a load of laundry while I start dinner for the family.
"I'm home," I shout when I finally walk through the door. Nobody anwsers. I take off my shoes before heading the rest of the way through the house.
I wonder where Mason is. His car is here. My husband Darren, and daughter Veronica wouldn't be home for another half hour. I knock on Mason's room, but there isn't an anwser. I slowly open the door and peer inside.
I gasp in shock. There laying in bed asleep in Mason and Natalie. I hadn't known that they hung out. I turn around and softly shut the door. I head to the kitchen to start some chicken for dinner and then start up the laundry.
Accepted

Natalie's POV*
I wake up to a knock at the door and a weight around my waist. I lift my head and see that the arm is attached to Mason, and everything starts flooding back to me.
"Mason, wake up! Theres a knock at the door!" I wispered shaking Mason awake.
"Ugh...hmf!"He mumbled/moaned as his eyes flickered open. He sat up and pulled me against him. "Come in."
In walked Mrs. Sanders. "Mason honey, dinner is ready. Natalie, I set a spot for you, we would be happy if you joined us for dinner. Would it be okay with your parents?" She asked smiling sweetly at me. How could I say no? Not that I really wanted to say no.
"Yes, I would like that very much thank you. I'll just call my dad and let him know.
"Alright. Come down when you two are done and ready," She said giving us a smile.
Once she left I called my dad and let him know. He was fine with it of coarse. Mason stood up and held his hand out to me. I grabbed it and he helped me out of bed, pulling me up against him. He brushed his lips against mine breifly.
"Mase, I don't want to tell anyone yet," I said looking down. "I want to wait to tell your parents until after I talk to my mom and I get it confirmed by the doctor," I said still looking at the floor embarassed.
"I understand Nat. Don't worry, we are in this together. We can wait to tell people, I don't mind," He said lifting my chin and holding it there until I looked in his eyes. He smiled and gave me a quick kiss before leading me out of his room.
When we were almost to the dining room, I let go of his hand. He looked back at me questionly and let his arm swing down beside him. I just shrugged and kept following. I didn't want to hold his hand in front of his family afraid they wouldn't like me or that him and I were doing things... We were just caught in his bed. Granted we were only sleeping, but she didn't know that!


*Mason's POV*
ONE HOUR LATER
"Thank you so much for dinner. It was really good." Nat said to my mother as we were getting up from the table.
"We're gonna go do our english homework now," I said and started heading down the hall.
Once we were out of sight from the rents, I grab her hand. I opened my door and headed over to my bed.
"Mase, I need my book bag if were going to be doing homework. If you give me your keys I can run out and get it," She says jumping up.
"No! I'll get it for you. Just sit back down. I'll be back in a few," I say jumping up and walking out the door.
I didn't want her to hurt the baby. I wanted to take care of them both. They are my family now. I love them. But I'm only seventeen. SEVENTEEN for God sake. I'm too young to be daddy.
I'm walking by the dinning room when my mom calls to me.
"Yeah?"
"It was great having Natalie here. She is always so sweet." She says, then gives me an approving nod.
"I know she is," I say smiling and turn and head back towards the door. My mom must have noticed the spark between us. And she has accepted Nat, and us. That makes me absalutely happy.

*Nat's POV*
I would like to believe that Mase wanted to go get my bag to be nice, however I don't think thats the only reason. Yes, technically it is nice, because he's looking out for the baby and I, but we're not gonna break by going to get my backpack. He can't do everything for me. I'm not even fat yet!
I throw myself down on the bed and start to cry. Oh my goodness. I'm gonna get fat. And then he's not gonna wanna be with me. Oh my gosh, get a hold of yourself Nat. Just breathe. You can start freaking out once you get fat.
Maybe your not pregnant. Maybe your just really late. You can't be pregnant. Why am I talking to myself in second person?! I CANNOT be pregnant. CANNOT! Just thinking this all, made me cry even harder.
Mason walks in and rushes over to the bed when he sees that I am crying. He gently rolls me over to face him. He then sits on the bed pulling me into his arms.
"What's wrong Natalie?" He asks really concerend. "Huh?"
I just lay there unable to say anything. I just continue to let out sobs. He jmy just sits there holding me and rubbing my arms and back to try and comfort me. Eventually, my tears dried up and my breathing evened out and I let sleep consume me.

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Publication Date: 10-14-2011

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