Eight months later...
"Nick! I look like an overgrown whale!" Jenna whined, as she tried on the third outfit that night, but none of them fit. Not even the maternity clothes. Nick burst out laughing. Jenna threw daggers his way with her eyes.
"It's NOT funny, Nick! I'm not going anywhere!" she said, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Aww, come on, honey! It'll be fun!" Nick said, desperately trying not to crack up at how funny Jenna looked in that outfit.
"No, Nick! I'm not going anywhere!" Jenna huffed off into Nick's walk-in closet, and grabbed the biggest shirt she found. With that, she stomped into the bathroom, and slammed the door behind her.
Nick laughed, and lay back on the bed. He sighed. They were finally on a long-term vacation. No tours. No meetings. No recording. Nothing. The guys complained that they were being overworked, and that they needed a very long vacation, so they decided to take off like a year just last week. Nick wasn't worried that they were going to lose some fans, because frankly, he didn't care. He was getting tired of Backstreet Boys. He wanted to be there with his child growing up. But he was loyal to the guys, so he wouldn't quit on them.
Five minutes later, Jenna exited the bathroom in Nick's shirt. She was satisfied because the shirt was extremely big, and it didn't stick to her body.
"Baby, what are you doing? We have to leave for the party in like ten minutes!" Nick exclaimed when he saw Jenna's attire.
"I'm sorry, Nick, but you're going by yourself. There is no way I'm going out until this baby is born," she said stubbornly. "And there is nothing you can say to change my mind," she added.
Nick sighed. "I don't wanna leave you alone. What if you go into labor?"
"Nick, I still have two more weeks! Don't worry about that. Go to the party and have fun," she argued. "At least one of us would," she muttered to herself.
"What was that, hon?" Nick questioned.
"Oh, nothing. You better be on your way or you'll be late," Jenna urged. Nick seemed hesitant.
"Well...if you're sure," he said.
"YES! I'm sure, Nick. I don't want to spoil your night, so go!" she said.
"Okay, okay. I'm leaving."
An hour later, Jenna lay in her bed, reading a very interesting novel, when she felt something wet between her legs. She looked down, horrified. Her pants were all wet.
"Oh, no," she said, when she realized what had happened. Her water had broken, and she was all alone.
Chapter 13
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