"We are so fucked right now" Chris said clutching me close to him

We had yet to step outside the doors of the hospital, but we could just see the paparazzi through the glass doors.

There was hella paparazzi outside, and frankly it was way too early for this.

This is some bullshit.

This is the shit I didn't like. This is one of the many reasons I turned Chris down all those times. I did not want to be on the front page of no news or gossip sites—I valued my privacy.

I knew sooner or later they would figure out who I was, but for now—imma save myself as much time as possible.

In an attempt to cover my face, I buried my self into Chris' muscular back as he continued to shield me.

Turning around to face me, Chris began to pull off his leather jacket before placing in over my head.

"Okay Celine, imma need you to keep your head down and stay close to me. The car isn't far" he said to me firmly "do not let go of my hand"

I simply nodded in obedience.

Facing forward once again we began to move, Chris leading the way clutching my hand.

Where the hell was hospital security at?

Opening the front doors, the shouts for Chris' attention sparked.

"Aye imma need y'all to back up" Chris said in a warning tone.

I made sure to keep my head down and covered as much as I possibly could.

"Chris are you gonna be a father? Is that your baby mama?" the photographers yelled as they swarmed us

"Chris look over here!" multiple photographers shouted.

My heart was beating as I clutched on tightly to Chris' hand while my other laid protectively on my belly.

"I said back the hell up, she's pregnant" Chris said increasing his volume as he moved through the crowd.

"Chris, did you cheat on Jasmine Banks?" The reporter asked invading our personal space. I could feel his proximity to me.

"Chris how far along is she?" Another asked

"I said back the fuck up" Chris said pushing the guy, that had the camera way to close to his face, to the ground

I lifted my head slightly as I watched it all happen, before quickly looking back down.

There was definitely gonna be a law suit.

Shoving past everyone angrily, Chris sped walked dragging me with him all the way to his car.

Once we were safe inside, Chris began to pound angrily on the steering wheel before quickly starting the car.

"A bunch of dumb asses!" He said in frustration clutching the wheel tightly "keep your head down Celine"

We had to get out of here before the swarmed the car too and Chris did just that.

"Hey, calm down. It's not good to drive angry" I said clutching onto his jacket. He backed and sped out of the hospital a little too fast for my liking.

"They have no sense of fucking personal damn space. I don't care if he files a damn suit the fuck he doing putting that big ass camera in my face?!" he said aggressively "and I fucking told them you were pregnant and they didn't give a fuck! Man if something happened to you, I would've-"

"It's done" I sighed as I removed he jacket from my head "can we just get to your place? I'm tired and need a nap already"

"You don't want to grab some stuff from your place?" He asked shooting me a glance before staring back on the road

"I can't be bothered to pack my things. I just want to lay down, we will go another time" I said slumping in my seat rubbing my bump.

"Alright" he nodded

And then there was calming silence. Only thing that could be heard was Chris' heavy adrenaline filled breathing and the hum of the car's air conditioning.

I could still sense the anger radiating off of him. I understood it though. We've been through so much in the last couple of hours and this was just the icing on the cake really.

I would never wish what I just went through on anyone. The whole experience really opened up my eyes and I'm sure it opened Chris' eyes too.

He was so damn attentive to me and was always asking if I was okay and if I needed anything while I was in the hospital. Chris didn't leave my side once.

I think I was ready to give him a real chance. He really showed me he was present and really wanted to be here for this baby. I knew I had to lay off him a bit.

"How'd they know we were here anyway" he said sucking his teeth breaking my train the thought

"I mean there was two star athletes roaming the halls of the damn hospital, I'm sure people saw and spread that shit" I reasoned as I unlocked my phone opening up Instagram

he shook his head in disappointment.

"They saying anything?" Chris as curiously as he peered at my phone

"I mean now they know you ain't get Jasmine Banks pregnant and they'll definitely try and figure out who is" I sighed

"They were gonna figure that out regardless" he said

"True" I said back

"You okay though?" He asked

"You've been asking me that a whole lot" I laughed "I'm fine, and if I'm not I'll let you know"

"Just making sure" he shrugged

When I stepped through the door of his condo, I began to look around and take everything in.

Didn't get to really do that last time I was here because—well because I was too busy taking dick to say bluntly.

It was nice and modern looking. It had clean white walls and a floor to ceiling window overlooking the city.

The black and grey furniture complimented the place well.

"Nice" I said to him

"You act like you haven't seen this place before?" He snorted

"Mmhmm" I hummed before changing the subject "so where do I sleep? I really need to lay down right now"

"Just follow me" he said grabbing my hand

Still so damn touchy.

Following him, I was led into his gorgeous spare guest room. The room was neutral in color with light blue accents having fresh feel to it. The bed had that nice cushioned head board and the sheets were a fresh clean white color.

There was some great statement pieces in here too, overall I was in complete awe of this room.

"There's a bathroom right through that door. It's all yours to use. I'll get some towels, a toothbrush, and something to put on for tonight. Tomorrow we will grab your things" he said

And I nodded.

"Alright, get some rest" he said giving me a soft smile before walking out and shutting the door.

Once I heard his footsteps diminish, I jumped onto the bed like a little kid and basked in it's extreme softness. It was like laying on a damn cloud.

Grabbing my phone out of my pocket, I shot Nadia a text.

'I'm out of the hospital by the way' the text read.

The read receipt said instantly that she seen the message and I watched as the three dots came up indicating she was about to respond.

'Come over then' she replied

'I'm not up to it right now maybe tomorrow', I typed back

'Alright', she wrote

"Aren't you suppose to be taking a nap?" Chris chuckled as he barged into the room with a change of clothes, a towel, and a toothbrush in hand

"Aren't you suppose to knock before entering an occupied room?" I asked raising a brow

"It's my home, I do what I want" He said before entering the bathroom

"Well if I'm going to be living here until this baby is out, we need to establish rules" I said sitting up and crossing my arms

"You and these damn rules" He chuckled shaking his head as he exited the bathroom "how 'bout you sleep and we talk about it later, alright?"

Rolling my eyes, I laid back on the bed this time getting under the covers.

"I'll wake you soon to eat something" he said grabbed a remote from the nightstand and pressed a button automatically drawing the blinds. The room darkened instantly.

Placing it back down, he gave me one last glance before walking out.

Shifting in the bed, I tried to get comfortable. The bed was amazing don't get me wrong, but it was missing one thing—my pregnancy pillow.

I some how settled into a comfortable enough position and It was lights out for me.

My slumber didn't feel like it lasted long.

That was because, I was woken up by the abrupt yelling going on in the living area.

Shifting my self a little, I tried to ignore it—it wasn't my business.

However, I knew I was not going to be able to go back to sleep when the yelling got progressively louder. Pounding my legs on the bed in annoyance, I hopped out to see what all this damn commotion was.

"You need to lowered yo damn voice" Chris gritted out

"The fuck I will! You got a bitch pregnant and I wanna know who it is!" the woman yelled

Who you calling a bitch?

She had her back turned to me, but I already knew who it was.

Jasmine Banks.

"I don't owe you shit. We aren't even together, you have some nerve coming here asking about my business" Chris said

"People think we are together and it makes me look bad!" She yelled back

"And what's that got to do with me?!"

"You seemed to haven't gotten this impression that I care in the slightest" Chris said getting up from his seat.

I guess he saw me out of the corner of his eye or something, because he turned to me and stopped his movements.

He faced morphed from angry to remorseful in just those few seconds.

I guess light-skin Barbie noticed his glance in my direction and she, too, took note of my presence.

"Oh so you're the bitch that's trying to pin a baby on him?" She said in a snarky tone

Tilting my head at her, I didn't even bother responding before I turned to Chris "why is she talking to me?" I asked bluntly

She tried it, I'm not the one to be played with.

That's when Chris turned to Jasmine, "you gotta go. What you not about to do is start problems with her"

"Fuck you Chris" she said sinisterly

"That's nice. You can go now" Chris said pointing to the door.

"You can fucking have him, he treats women like shit" she shot at me before heading towards the door

Who said I wanted him sis?

Opening the door with a huff, she slammed it shut hard.

"Way to pick 'em" I said rolling my eyes "is she the only ex I'm 'bout to encounter while I'm here? I need to know beforehand to prepare my self"

"Celine don't start with the damn pettiness, alright" he said before heading to the fridge

"Am I wrong though?" I snorted "I gotta know who else 'bouta waltz in here"

"Anyone ever tell you that you're a bitch sometimes?" He asked turning to me

I wasn't offended in the slightest he called me that 'cause if I'm honest, I knew I could be and I've been called one before.

Tell me something I don't know.

"No you're just a pussy who can't accept when someone spits facts at you. So quick to get offended" I said rolling my eyes before walking away

"I don't know where your going but you haven't eaten since eleven. It's four o'clock now, you gotta eat something" he said sternly

"Look at you looking out for my well being" I said laughing

"I'm looking after my son's well being who happens to need you to survive" he countered back

"Wow, such a sweetheart you are" I said pivoting back towards the kitchen and sitting on the bar stool.

I observed at he began to remove ingredients from the fridge.

"You cook?" I said raising a brow

"Yep" He said popping the 'p'

He ended the conversation there and there was silence as he began chopping peppers. I watched in boredom as he did so.

"So" I said dragging out the word. I hated the awkward silence.

"What" he asked sharply

"Whatcha making?"

"Lemon chicken and white rice" he said not making eye contact with me

Okay he's definitely giving me the cold shoulder.

"So how did you and Jasmine meet?" I asked with a smile placing my hand under my chin

He immediately stopped chopping and looked me in my eyes

"See that got your attention" I said smiling

"You're annoying Ce" he said shaking his head

"You know, I don't know why you wanted me to stay here with you. You're gonna be gone majority of the time with games and shit" I said

"I've got someone here the days I'm not to cook and make sure your okay" he stated

"Yeah, but I could've just stayed with—"

"You agreed to stay here, and now what? You wanna go to Hunter's?" He asked fiercely

"I agreed because I didn't want to impose on them, but it's not like being here is a better choice if you think about it"

"You're something else Ce" he chuckled dryly

"Why are you so damn pissy?"

"You wanna know why? You always tryna belittle me. It's like you do it on purpose to get a rise out of me then you want ask why I'm so pissy? Man get the hell out of here for real. I may be immature, but at least I know when to stop. You don't know when to shut up!"

I don't know why, but my eyes started glistening

"Oh now you're 'bout to cry" he said throwing his head back in disbelief

"Cause you're making me feel bad" I said wiping my eyes

"Maybe you should stay with Hunter and Nadia. Only reason I wanted you here was because I wanted to be closer to my son, but I don't think this was a good idea"  he said going back to cooking and ignoring my existence.

"do you think we need therapy?" I asked once again breaking the silence as I tried to calm myself.

"Therapy? We? Nope, you can go by yourself though" He said chuckling

"The baby is coming and I feel like it would be beneficial if we got ourselves together before the baby" I reasoned sniffling a little from a watery nose

"I'm good on that, but you should go. Have fun" he said turning on the stove

"Doesn't it bother you that we about to raise a kid yet we know nothing about each other? That every time we are around each other for too long it's a problem?"

He sighed

"We are two strangers about to raise a kid, Chris. I think therapy would be a good setting to prepare us and get somethings out in the open" I said calmly

It did bother me I knew nothing about Chris besides the basics.

"I'll think about it"

Hopping of the bar stool, I went towards his living room area to watch TV and to let him cook on his lonesome.

It was night time, and I had retreated into my room and he in his. We had eaten in silence and it was a little odd—the food was bomb though not gonna front.

I was not going to keep staying here though, I was leaving come morning.

This wasn't gonna work.

Showering, brushing my teeth, and dressing in Chris' shirt I exited the bathroom. Pulling my shirt down, I made sure I'm covered everything. I had all my dirty clothes in a pile which included my underwear and bra—under his shirt I was bare.

Climbing into bed, I grabbed my phone only to see the battery was low.

My portable charger was in my bag in the kitchen.

Huffing, I jumped out of bed and raced to the kitchen to grab it making sure I turned off all the lights on my way back.

Back in the safety of my room and under the covers, I began to get comfortable once again.

Right as I was plugging in my phone, I heard a knock at the door.

Oh he knocks now.

"Come in" I yelled

Opening the door, Chris peeked his head through before fully stepping in.

"I'm just checking on you to see if you're okay" he said scratching the back of his head.

"I'm fine" I nodded back as I unlocked my phone to see it was in fact charging.

And then there was silence.

Looking up from my phone, I saw him still there standing looking extremely nervous.

"You need something?" I asked raising an eyebrow

"I don't want you to go live with Nadia" he said

"Uh-"

But you literally told me-

"I don't like the thought of someone else taking care of you when I should be the one doing so. I know I missed out on the ultrasounds and I'm sorry, but I want to step up and I need you here. I want to be the one to look after you"

"I'm not a child" I said crossing my arms

"I know your not, but I'm just saying. It's my kid in there and I should be the one looking out for you" he emphasized "So if you could stay, I'd appreciate it"

"Okay" I said softly

I didn't know what else to say. It was a weird sight seeing Chris act mature.

"Okay then" he nodded.

And he continued to stand there, yet to leave.

Is he just gonna stay there or...

"what?" I asked putting my phone on the night stand and focusing my attention on him.

He obviously had something else to tell me.

"Do you mind if I just talk to him for a second? I heard babies could hear at this stage and I want him to get familiar with my voice" he said nervously

"if that's okay with you though" He added quickly at the end

"Oh uh sure" I said in surprise

I was really liking this gentle side of Chris Anthony—who would have thought he had one.

I watched as he climbed