More Than The World (Four)
Title: More Than The World
Author:
turnthepageover
Pairing: Jalex
Rating: NC-17
P.O.V.: Jack
Summary: The 'freshman fifteen' is the last thing on Alex's mind. He has to learn how to balance the stress of being a freshman in college, the father of a newborn, the perfect boyfriend, and having a crazy girl in love with him.
Disclaimer: I don't own Jack, Alex, or anyone in the lovely band and crew that make up All Time Low. They all own each other. Amen.
Warning: Mentions of mpreg.
A/N: Let me remind you this is FICTION. Thanks.
http://turnthepageover.livejournal.com/40047.html
“Is she all dressed?” I asked Alex, walking into our room.
“Yep,” he answered, picking her up and fixing the skirt of her dress.
“Good,” I said, grinning. I glanced over at the dresser, looking for a headband. I found a white one with a bow on it, picking it up. I slipped it over her head carefully, adjusting it to the left side.
“Cute,” Alex grinned.
“Adorable,” I corrected, taking her from his arms carefully. “Is her car seat in the living room?”
“It should be,” he told me, following me out of the room. He grabbed the diaper bag as he walked out of the doorway, slinging it over his shoulder as he shut the door.
“Awh,” May cooed when she saw her. “I love her little bows and flowers. They’re so cute.”
“I know,” I grinned. I cradled her in one arm, grabbing her seat and setting it on the couch. I sat down carefully, putting her in her seat. I scooted her up so she was in the right position, grabbing the buckle. I buckled her in, and she watched me with her big gray eyes.
“Ready to go?” Mom asked, walking into the room with her purse.
“Yeah,” I answered, grabbing my hoodie from the back of the couch. I glanced down at Josie, then at Alex. “Go grab a blanket.”
He turned away, going back into our room. He came back with a blanket, handing it to me. I draped it over Josie, tucking it in at her sides and at her feet. I raised the handle up, picking her up and following Alex out of the door.
I walked to his car, opening the door. I set the car seat in the base, listening for it to click so I knew it was in place. I shut the door, going to the other side and sliding in the backseat next to her. May got in next to me, allowing Mom to have the front seat. Alex got into the driver’s sat, starting the car.
I watched Josie’s eyes slip shut a few minutes after we started driving. I smiled softly, adjusting her bow. Her eyes shot open when it moved, arms and legs shooting out. I caressed her face gently to calm her down. Her arms returned to her sides, eyes slipping shut once again. I laid my hand gently on her stomach, looking out the window and watching the scenery go by.
“I probably should have asked you this before we left instead of driving aimlessly, but where are we going?” Alex asked, and I laughed.
“I don’t care,” I responded. “You guys decide.”
I looked over at May, who shrugged.
“Pizza sounds good to me,” she answered.
“You guys want pizza?” I asked Alex and my mom.
“Sure,” Alex answered, and I saw Mom nod.
***
“Josie, you’re such a spaz,” Alex said, holding her tightly to calm her down from her startle.
“Stop scaring her, then,” I told Alex, and he rolled his eyes.
“Everything startles her, so that’s a little hard to do. She freaks out over her own cry,” he said, and my mom laughed.
“It’s a reflex,” she told us. “If she didn’t do it you’d be worried.”
“I know it’s a reflex. I just feel like I’m gonna drop her every time I pick her up and she does it,” Alex said, fixing her dress and cradling her. I played with the edge of my menu, smiling down at her face.
“She’ll grow out of it. Then she’ll want you to hold her all the time,” Mom said.
“She already wants you to hold her all the time!” I exclaimed, and Alex laughed.
“Well it gets worse,” Mom chuckled, and I shook my head, playing with Josie’s toes. “Where are her socks?!”
“She’s not wearing any?” I answered, quirking an eyebrow.
“Her feet are going to freeze, Jack!” she exclaimed. She opened her purse, looking through it until she found a pair of little white socks.
“You carry socks in your purse?” I asked her.
“Grandmas carry everything in their purses,” she told me. She unrolled them from the ball they were in, setting one down on the table. She took the other one, carefully putting it onto Josie’s feet.
“What would we do without Meme?” Alex asked, smirking as she put the other sock on Josie.
“You would have a sockless, grumpy baby,” Mom answered, and I rolled my eyes.
“Here you go,” the waitress said, walking to us with a tray holding four drinks on it. She set each of our drinks down in front of us, smiling down at Josie. “She’s very cute.”
“Thank you,” Alex answered, smiling and fixing her bow.
“How old is she?” she asked, taking a pad of paper out of the front pocket of her apron.
“Eight days,” Alex told her, and she smiled.
“Aww,” she cooed. “Are you guys ready to order?”
We all glanced around at each other, nodding that we were ready.
We all placed our orders, and I watched how the waitress kept glancing back at Alex and Josie. I narrowed my eyes slightly, feeling annoyance bubbling up.
Alex looked up at me, cocking an eyebrow.
“You okay, babe?” he asked as she walked away.
“Mhm,” I hummed, taking a sip of my iced tea.
“Is your stomach bugging you?” May asked.
“Yeah,” I muttered. “It’s just a little sore.”
“I have some medicine if you want it,” Mom said, and I nodded.
She opened her purse, looking through it. I looked back at Alex, who, of course, was unconvinced. He knew me too well.
We stared at each other for a few seconds before he licked his lips, looking back down at Josie. I popped the Tylenol in my mouth, washing it down with the tea.
“I think Josie needs her diaper changed,” Alex said, adjusting the baby in his arms.
“Her bag is right here,” I told him, gesturing to the floor by my feet.
“Alright,” he said, standing up. I handed him the bag, and he shrugged it onto his shoulder. I watched him walk back towards the bathroom, settling back into my chair.
The waitress brought our salads out, and I looked her over. She was small and only looked to be eighteen or nineteen. She had sun kissed skin and bright blue eyes, with bottle blonde hair that framed her heart-shaped face. Her eyes fell to Alex’s empty chair, and then jumped up to mine as she set my food down in front of me. I gave her a cold look, and her eyes quickly averted from my gaze.
Alex returned a few minutes later, settling the diaper bag down at my feet.
“Oh, our food came,” he noted, looking down at the baby in his arms.
“Just put her in her carrier,” I told him, and he glanced up.
“But I feel bad,” he stated, frowning slightly.
“It’s not gonna kill the princess to sleep in her carrier,” I told him, smiling gently. “You can put her down to eat, babe. You kinda need to do that.”
He made a face, pulling the carrier closer. He leaned over, gently settling her inside of it. He placed her blanket over her, tucking it in. I shook my head at him, grinning.
“What?” he asked, sitting back up.
“She’s so spoiled,” I told him.
“Why shouldn’t she be? She’s perfect,” he told me, and I smiled.
He grabbed the cup of dressing, pouring it over his salad. I glanced down at Josie, who was sleeping peacefully.
“You keep telling her that, you’re gonna have your hands so full,” Mom said, smiling gently.
“They’re gonna have their hands full regardless,” May told her, raising an eyebrow.
“Might as well make her feel special in the process,” I said, taking a bite of my own salad.
“So how is school going, Alex?” Mom asked, and he took a sip of his pop.
“It’s exhausting,” he said.
“That probably has more to do with the fact that you have a newborn at home than actually going to school,” she said, and he nodded.
“Probably,” he agreed. “I just know that it takes everything for me not to fall asleep during some of my lectures.”
“Don’t be doing that,” Mom warned, and Alex nodded.
“I know. I do some extra studying at night just in case, though,” he told her.
The waitress came back, carrying our pizzas. Her eyes quickly fell on Alex. I gritted my teeth, stabbing a piece of lettuce with my fork.
She set the pizza down on the table, leaning over in front of Alex. I glanced over at May, who raised an eyebrow, staring at the girl. She made eye contact with me, raising both her eyebrows. I widened mine, and she nodded.
“Okay, let me know if you guys need anything else,” she said, standing up and tucking the tray under her arm before walking away.
“Wow,” May said.
“What?” Alex asked, taking a slice of the pizza.
“That girl is so obviously into you,” she said, and his eyebrows knitted together.
“What are you talking about?”
“She keeps checking you out,” I told him, and his eyes widened.
“No she’s not!”
“Yes she is!” I said.
“She’s, like, twelve,” he said, making a face.
“I kind of doubt that. But thank you for being so engrossed in me and your daughter that you don’t notice cute girls checking you out,” I told him.
He wrinkled his nose, looking around the room and shaking his head.
We finished our dinner, talking and joking around. The waitress brought us our check, handing it to Alex. May came back from the bathroom, and the waitress looked her over.
“You look amazing for just having a baby, by the way,” she complimented May, and my mouth dropped. May’s eyebrows raised, and I watched her hold in a laugh.
“She’s my niece,” May corrected, and the girls eyes flickered back to Alex.
“O-oh,” she said, and Alex looked over at my face, raising an eyebrow and smirking at my expression.
“She’s ours,” I stated, and the girl’s eyes widened.
“Oh my gosh,” she said, a blush reddening her cheek. “I-I’m so embarrassed. I’m sorry.”
“It’s alright,” Alex said, leaning down to buckle the baby in.
“She’s a very beautiful baby,” she told me. “Congratulations.”
“Thank you,” I said, giving her a smile.
“I’ll go pay for this,” Mom said, standing up and going towards the counter with the check. The waitress walked away awkwardly, and Alex burst into laughter.
“Baby thief,” I told May, hearing her laugh as I stood up.
Author:
turnthepageover
Pairing: Jalex
Rating: NC-17
P.O.V.: Jack
Summary: The 'freshman fifteen' is the last thing on Alex's mind. He has to learn how to balance the stress of being a freshman in college, the father of a newborn, the perfect boyfriend, and having a crazy girl in love with him.
Disclaimer: I don't own Jack, Alex, or anyone in the lovely band and crew that make up All Time Low. They all own each other. Amen.
Warning: Mentions of mpreg.
A/N: Let me remind you this is FICTION. Thanks.
http://turnthepageover.livejournal.com/40047.html
“Is she all dressed?” I asked Alex, walking into our room.
“Yep,” he answered, picking her up and fixing the skirt of her dress.
“Good,” I said, grinning. I glanced over at the dresser, looking for a headband. I found a white one with a bow on it, picking it up. I slipped it over her head carefully, adjusting it to the left side.
“Cute,” Alex grinned.
“Adorable,” I corrected, taking her from his arms carefully. “Is her car seat in the living room?”
“It should be,” he told me, following me out of the room. He grabbed the diaper bag as he walked out of the doorway, slinging it over his shoulder as he shut the door.
“Awh,” May cooed when she saw her. “I love her little bows and flowers. They’re so cute.”
“I know,” I grinned. I cradled her in one arm, grabbing her seat and setting it on the couch. I sat down carefully, putting her in her seat. I scooted her up so she was in the right position, grabbing the buckle. I buckled her in, and she watched me with her big gray eyes.
“Ready to go?” Mom asked, walking into the room with her purse.
“Yeah,” I answered, grabbing my hoodie from the back of the couch. I glanced down at Josie, then at Alex. “Go grab a blanket.”
He turned away, going back into our room. He came back with a blanket, handing it to me. I draped it over Josie, tucking it in at her sides and at her feet. I raised the handle up, picking her up and following Alex out of the door.
I walked to his car, opening the door. I set the car seat in the base, listening for it to click so I knew it was in place. I shut the door, going to the other side and sliding in the backseat next to her. May got in next to me, allowing Mom to have the front seat. Alex got into the driver’s sat, starting the car.
I watched Josie’s eyes slip shut a few minutes after we started driving. I smiled softly, adjusting her bow. Her eyes shot open when it moved, arms and legs shooting out. I caressed her face gently to calm her down. Her arms returned to her sides, eyes slipping shut once again. I laid my hand gently on her stomach, looking out the window and watching the scenery go by.
“I probably should have asked you this before we left instead of driving aimlessly, but where are we going?” Alex asked, and I laughed.
“I don’t care,” I responded. “You guys decide.”
I looked over at May, who shrugged.
“Pizza sounds good to me,” she answered.
“You guys want pizza?” I asked Alex and my mom.
“Sure,” Alex answered, and I saw Mom nod.
***
“Josie, you’re such a spaz,” Alex said, holding her tightly to calm her down from her startle.
“Stop scaring her, then,” I told Alex, and he rolled his eyes.
“Everything startles her, so that’s a little hard to do. She freaks out over her own cry,” he said, and my mom laughed.
“It’s a reflex,” she told us. “If she didn’t do it you’d be worried.”
“I know it’s a reflex. I just feel like I’m gonna drop her every time I pick her up and she does it,” Alex said, fixing her dress and cradling her. I played with the edge of my menu, smiling down at her face.
“She’ll grow out of it. Then she’ll want you to hold her all the time,” Mom said.
“She already wants you to hold her all the time!” I exclaimed, and Alex laughed.
“Well it gets worse,” Mom chuckled, and I shook my head, playing with Josie’s toes. “Where are her socks?!”
“She’s not wearing any?” I answered, quirking an eyebrow.
“Her feet are going to freeze, Jack!” she exclaimed. She opened her purse, looking through it until she found a pair of little white socks.
“You carry socks in your purse?” I asked her.
“Grandmas carry everything in their purses,” she told me. She unrolled them from the ball they were in, setting one down on the table. She took the other one, carefully putting it onto Josie’s feet.
“What would we do without Meme?” Alex asked, smirking as she put the other sock on Josie.
“You would have a sockless, grumpy baby,” Mom answered, and I rolled my eyes.
“Here you go,” the waitress said, walking to us with a tray holding four drinks on it. She set each of our drinks down in front of us, smiling down at Josie. “She’s very cute.”
“Thank you,” Alex answered, smiling and fixing her bow.
“How old is she?” she asked, taking a pad of paper out of the front pocket of her apron.
“Eight days,” Alex told her, and she smiled.
“Aww,” she cooed. “Are you guys ready to order?”
We all glanced around at each other, nodding that we were ready.
We all placed our orders, and I watched how the waitress kept glancing back at Alex and Josie. I narrowed my eyes slightly, feeling annoyance bubbling up.
Alex looked up at me, cocking an eyebrow.
“You okay, babe?” he asked as she walked away.
“Mhm,” I hummed, taking a sip of my iced tea.
“Is your stomach bugging you?” May asked.
“Yeah,” I muttered. “It’s just a little sore.”
“I have some medicine if you want it,” Mom said, and I nodded.
She opened her purse, looking through it. I looked back at Alex, who, of course, was unconvinced. He knew me too well.
We stared at each other for a few seconds before he licked his lips, looking back down at Josie. I popped the Tylenol in my mouth, washing it down with the tea.
“I think Josie needs her diaper changed,” Alex said, adjusting the baby in his arms.
“Her bag is right here,” I told him, gesturing to the floor by my feet.
“Alright,” he said, standing up. I handed him the bag, and he shrugged it onto his shoulder. I watched him walk back towards the bathroom, settling back into my chair.
The waitress brought our salads out, and I looked her over. She was small and only looked to be eighteen or nineteen. She had sun kissed skin and bright blue eyes, with bottle blonde hair that framed her heart-shaped face. Her eyes fell to Alex’s empty chair, and then jumped up to mine as she set my food down in front of me. I gave her a cold look, and her eyes quickly averted from my gaze.
Alex returned a few minutes later, settling the diaper bag down at my feet.
“Oh, our food came,” he noted, looking down at the baby in his arms.
“Just put her in her carrier,” I told him, and he glanced up.
“But I feel bad,” he stated, frowning slightly.
“It’s not gonna kill the princess to sleep in her carrier,” I told him, smiling gently. “You can put her down to eat, babe. You kinda need to do that.”
He made a face, pulling the carrier closer. He leaned over, gently settling her inside of it. He placed her blanket over her, tucking it in. I shook my head at him, grinning.
“What?” he asked, sitting back up.
“She’s so spoiled,” I told him.
“Why shouldn’t she be? She’s perfect,” he told me, and I smiled.
He grabbed the cup of dressing, pouring it over his salad. I glanced down at Josie, who was sleeping peacefully.
“You keep telling her that, you’re gonna have your hands so full,” Mom said, smiling gently.
“They’re gonna have their hands full regardless,” May told her, raising an eyebrow.
“Might as well make her feel special in the process,” I said, taking a bite of my own salad.
“So how is school going, Alex?” Mom asked, and he took a sip of his pop.
“It’s exhausting,” he said.
“That probably has more to do with the fact that you have a newborn at home than actually going to school,” she said, and he nodded.
“Probably,” he agreed. “I just know that it takes everything for me not to fall asleep during some of my lectures.”
“Don’t be doing that,” Mom warned, and Alex nodded.
“I know. I do some extra studying at night just in case, though,” he told her.
The waitress came back, carrying our pizzas. Her eyes quickly fell on Alex. I gritted my teeth, stabbing a piece of lettuce with my fork.
She set the pizza down on the table, leaning over in front of Alex. I glanced over at May, who raised an eyebrow, staring at the girl. She made eye contact with me, raising both her eyebrows. I widened mine, and she nodded.
“Okay, let me know if you guys need anything else,” she said, standing up and tucking the tray under her arm before walking away.
“Wow,” May said.
“What?” Alex asked, taking a slice of the pizza.
“That girl is so obviously into you,” she said, and his eyebrows knitted together.
“What are you talking about?”
“She keeps checking you out,” I told him, and his eyes widened.
“No she’s not!”
“Yes she is!” I said.
“She’s, like, twelve,” he said, making a face.
“I kind of doubt that. But thank you for being so engrossed in me and your daughter that you don’t notice cute girls checking you out,” I told him.
He wrinkled his nose, looking around the room and shaking his head.
We finished our dinner, talking and joking around. The waitress brought us our check, handing it to Alex. May came back from the bathroom, and the waitress looked her over.
“You look amazing for just having a baby, by the way,” she complimented May, and my mouth dropped. May’s eyebrows raised, and I watched her hold in a laugh.
“She’s my niece,” May corrected, and the girls eyes flickered back to Alex.
“O-oh,” she said, and Alex looked over at my face, raising an eyebrow and smirking at my expression.
“She’s ours,” I stated, and the girl’s eyes widened.
“Oh my gosh,” she said, a blush reddening her cheek. “I-I’m so embarrassed. I’m sorry.”
“It’s alright,” Alex said, leaning down to buckle the baby in.
“She’s a very beautiful baby,” she told me. “Congratulations.”
“Thank you,” I said, giving her a smile.
“I’ll go pay for this,” Mom said, standing up and going towards the counter with the check. The waitress walked away awkwardly, and Alex burst into laughter.
“Baby thief,” I told May, hearing her laugh as I stood up.