Just The Boy Next Door
Here Comes the Rain Again
The next weeks dragged by slowly. Classes started back up and things were more or less becoming routine again. Not all of us were in the same classes this time around. Selena was in different classes entirely, seeing as though she went into the music composition part of the major, along with Jinxx. CC missed her, but their time together out side of school was so frequent, you almost wondered if they were attached.
The day of the Biersack's arrival came rapidly afterwards, as Andy and I stood outside the arrival terminal for his parents. Andy paces, nervous about revealing the sudden news of Baby Biersack to them the next night.
"What time is it?" He looked at me frantically, "What time was their place supposed to land?"
"Slow down, there, Mr. Rapid-fire," I chuckled, "The plane lands at 8:30pm, which is in ten minutes. Try and calm down, baby, or they are going to know something is up before we tell them."
"How can you be so calm?" Andy stopped pacing and sat down with me in the chair in the waiting area, "I mean, you have to tell your parents, too, you know?"
That I did know, and had explained to him previous to driving to Richmond International: Its didn't matter what anyone but us thought at this point. It was our baby, and we were keeping it and raising it together.
"We talked about this already, Andy love," I rubbed the knuckled of his hand gently, "It was our decision; no one else's."
"I love you, Deege," He turned to look into my eyes, nerves suddenly fading away, "You always know they best ways to ground me."
"I love you, too, worry wart."
A whistle blasted from Terminal B as Chris and Amy Biersack came swiftly walking towards us, smiles on their faces.
"Oh, my baby," Amy squealed as she finally had her son in her arms for the first time in months, "I can't believe how long it has been."
"Hey, mom," my sweet fiance hugged his mom tightly, kissing her cheek. "How was the flight?"
"She snored most of it," Chris shot a verbal jab at his wife, winking and receiving a slap on the arm simultaneously, "How are you, kid?"
The two men hugged one another while Amy hugged me tightly.
"So nice to see your face in person, DJ," Amy pulled away, a smile playing on her lips brightly, "We were looking forward to this trip since last week."
Chris followed suit, hugging me with similar force and feeling. I relaxes a bit, and was pulled close by Andy's side as he began talking to his parents about school and out house. I couldn't help but be worries, now out of all times, that this was going to blow up in our faces.
The night ended smoothly, having a glass of wine with Amy as Andy and Chris talked about Andy's solo demo They Don't Need To Understand. Chris was always supportive of Andy's endeavors, and it felt good to watch the pair talk music business together.
"He loves you so much, DJ," Amy said softly as she nodded towards her son, "Every time he has called us, he has had something to say about you, like his birthday for example; he was so elated."
"It is very mutual, I can assure you," I blushed a bit as I looked at Andy and his dad, not rolling with laughter about something, "He makes my world feel complete and shine a hell of a lot brighter than it ever has."
"Oh, I can tell, babe," she squeezed my hand and put down her now empty glass, "It has been a long day; I think I might go hit the sheets."
"You remember which room we showed you earlier," I watched as the blonde haired woman made her was towards the stairs, "Not the one on the right by the end or the one on the end, but the one that is one over from the stairs?"
"Yes, ma'am," Amy chuckled as she gave her husband a kiss and Andy a hug, "Good night, everyone."
"Night, mom, sleep well," Andy smiled and looked at me, eyes twinkling.
"Sleep sweet, Amy."
Chris went up shortly afterwards, leaving Andy and I downstairs in out living room watching Supernatural. I could tell he was tired by the glazed over look in his eye, but could tell even more he was not looking forward to dinner tomorrow.
I kissed him sweetly and turned off the Xbox and television, nudging him to come with me upstairs. Nodding in agreement, he followed slowly, turning the lights off as he went along.
"So, do you think your parents will flip out, baby," I asked finally as our bedroom door was completely shut, "They seem like they would be more accepting of it than mine by the look of things."
Andy wandered of to his set of drawers and shrugged, opening the drawer that held his sleep pants.
"I mean, I don't think they will flip out, per say," He tugged his jeans off and threw them into the hamper, "But I do think they will want to lecture me about condoms..."
"Oh wow," I shook my head as I lifted my shirt over my head and unclasped my bra, letting my even fuller breasts hand free, "I hope tomorrow goes okay, to say the least any way."
Apparently Andy had glanced in my direction as I fiddled with my night gown; he had a semi-hard to deal with appendage attached to his waist he was nursing, biting his lip slightly.
I smiled devilishly and moved towards him, underwear clad and nothing else, dropping the gown mid stride.
"You know; there is good news about this whole us being pregnant thing." I wrapped my arms around his neck and rubbed my abdomen against his now fully extended member.
"Oh really," he hissed through his teeth as I touched him lightly, "What might that be?"
"I can't get pregnant again," I winked, "No need for protection; ever."
Growling low in his throat, he wrapped his arms around my waist and laid a fiery kiss upon my lips, pulling me in close. Picking me up and moving me towards the bed, his lips never left mine. Finally reaching the edge of the mattress, he sat down with me continuing to straddle him.
Moving my panties aside, he played with my sensitive nub between the folds, myself gripping onto his shoulders. The feeling was intense.
"Oh God," his voice was raspy, thick with arousal, "DJ, you are soaked already."
"Comes with the pregnancy," I chuckled, broken randomly by the entrance of his fingers.
He slid his fingers in and out of me, juices audible enough to make a moan exit his vocal chords. My nipples raged in pain, growing harder as my entrance was pentrated.
"That's good to know, princess," he smirked at last, eyes flashing danger and lust.
Turning me over to my back, he fully removed my panties and began licking my folds tenderly, moaning into me. The vibrations sent me to some darker side of Heaven, eyes rolling back into my head as my body arched.
Grasping my thighs firmly, he pulled my body towards him allowing him to get better reach with his tongue. Driving his warm and wet appendage deeper into me, I convulsed.
"Oh, hey now, baby," his voice was low and sexy, "Can't have you finishing on me like that."
Wiping the excess juices from his face, he tugged the Batman boxers he was wearing down, allowing his most impressive erection to spring free. Leaning in to kiss me once more, I tasted myself and moaned into his mouth. Smiling mid-kiss, Andy inserted his length into my pleasure center, making me gasp at the sudden stretch.
"Andy..." I whined, my face hot and feverish.
"Yea, baby?" he brought himself back upright and looked at me, rubbing my thigh sweetly.
"How do you do this to me?" my eyes were half lidded as he began to slide himself in and out of my entrance.
"I could ask you the same thing, beautiful," he whispered, "Now, let's try and be as quiet as possible. This should be fun."
Nodding, he grasped hold of my thighs once more as he thrust hard into me, making me bite down on the blanket. My breasts bounced with each thrust, causing my nipples to ache a mix of pleasure and pain. His manhood throbbed inside of me, slamming its head against my g-spot that would soon be taken over by a new temporary resident.
"Oh, baby, God; you're so wet," Andy purred, watching my juices drip from him to the floor, "Fuck, that's sexy."
Unable to help himself, he began to pump faster, throwing my legs over his shoulder. His length stroked me from the inside as I felt myself tighten around him, feeling the orgasm burn in my abdomen.
"Andy, I'm so close..." I breathed heavily, feeling my climax build.
"Me, too, princess; cum for me baby." Andy stared down into my eyes, melding with my mind.
Quick strokes and quiet moans from the two of us and he was doubled over on top of me, drenched in sweat and my jiuces. His seed dripped out of me slowly, collecting in a small puddle on the floor. He closed his eyes and nuzzled my ceek with his nose before kissing my temple.
"How about a late shower before we retire?" He stood, reaching a hand out to help me up.
"Sounds like a great idea," I scrunched my face at the sticky substance between my thighs, "I don't think I could sleep like this."
A light giggle exited his mouth as he let me pass him, heading towards the bathroom, but not before he could slap my ass in the process. Sticking my tongue out at him as I reached the doorway, I made my way for the water nozzle. Turning on the water, the liquid warmed almost instantly.
"So," Andy cleared his throat once he had joined one another in the glass box, "How do you think tomorrow is going to go?"
"Well, I had dinner in mind first," I grabbed the shampoo and squirted a dolip into my hand, "Then, while we are relaxing in the living room, we should bring it up."
"I guess that is better than any idea I have had yet; one being not telling them." Andy shrugged and rubbed soap on his body and then mine, working the suds into a rich lather.
"Yea," I snickered, "We have to tell them; they are our parents."
"Yea, yea."
Obviously worried, Andy grabbed me and pulled me in, embracing me for what seems to be a plethora of minutes. He placed his chin on the top of my head and I burrowed into his chest. We were quiet, doing nothing but listening to the water and the sound of our breathing.
"Well," he sighed, "There is no going back now, I guess."
"No, my love," I pulled away and smiled reassuringly, "And it will all work out in the end; you will see."
The next morning arrived suddenly as I awoke to the smell of coffee and a semi empty bed; no I know Andy was nervous. He was up most of the night, tossing and turning, worried for me and our unborn child and how our families will handle the sudden news.
I peeled myself from the bed and made my way to the bathroom. Looking at myself in the mirror, I already noticed some changed in my body. My abdomen was fuller along with my hips and breasts. My once D-cup lady pillows were slowly approaching Double D's at an alarming rate/ Sighing, I brushed my teeth and made my way downstairs.
Chris was hard at work on breakfast as Amy and Andy were looking through my photo albums; pictures of me, friends, and family from youth until recently. I think they were looking at the baby picture album I had, courtesy of my mom. If that wasn't a subtle hint, I don't know what was.
Andy looked calmer, however, minus the dark circles under his eyes. He seemed to find strength in being as close as he was to his parents. Smiling, I made my way to the coffee pot.
"Good morning, Chris," I was chipped enough for the lot of us, "How did you sleep?"
"Like a baby," the older man chuckled as he flipped a pancake, "Amy, too. She didn't even remember me coming upstairs last night."
Amy rolled her eyes at her husband as he laughed; they were adorable together, his parents were.
"Alrighty, who is ready for pancakes, sausage, and eggs?"
At least, for us, the day was starting out on the right foot.
Breakfast, a shower, and setting the GPS to various tourist hot spots around the city later, Amy and Chris were off in the frat house car to gallivant around the city; after a brief hello to the guys, Naomi, and Selena, of course.
And and I, however, were off the the grocery store to pock up food needs for that evening: shrimp, pasta, cream, and Parmesan for shrimp Alfredo and salad fixings. Kroger was packed for a Thursday as we weaved through carts and people with baskets, collecting each ingredient.
"I hate crowds," I grumbled, looking around bodies as we made our way to the seafood section.
"You and I both, baby girl," Andy growled, responding to the kids who nearly ran him down, "Where are the parents to there damned kids, I swear!?"
"You sound like a dad." I chuckled, blushing slightly.
Smiling, he took my free hand and squeezed it.
"Well, that's fitting, seeing as I will be one soon."
Nodding in approval, I seized the pack of shrimp I had ventured around for and made a beeling for the self check out. Entering my card number for discounts and scanning the items one by one, I was pleased with the total. Smiling to myself, I prepared to gather the bags.
"Don't you even think about it, missy," Andy blocked my movements for a minute to gather all four bags of food we purchased, "No more strenuous lifting for you."
Shaking my head with a grin on my face, I weaved my arm into the crook of his elbow and we made our way to the car yet again.
"So, what time are your parents coming over?" his voice was shaky, "I need time to mentally prepare myself for the moment of truth."
"Oh my God, Andrew," I looked at him in shock, "It's not like my parents are demon spawn; sure, my mom might not be okay with it at first, but my dad is more understanding. That is how Jocelyn happened."
"What?"
We had gotten to the car and the read driver's side door opened long enough for him to somewhat toss the bags in out of astonishment.
"Yea, mom and dad were together two months when they found out they were pregnant; and they had only been engaged a month. Jocelyn was conceived out of wedlock. Dad is pretty understanding about things like that."
"I would not have known anything about that had you not said anything, Deege," he had walked absentmindedly to his side of the car and opened the door, "I am feeling better now, baby. Thank you."
"That is what I'm here for," I grinned cheekily, "To save your mind from itself."
"I love you, smart ass."
"I love you, too, worry wart."
The trip home was uneventful, and I had missed a phone call from my parents while I was driving. Good thing my dad was a quick thinker; he texted me afterwards.
Daddy: See you in about an hour!
Looking at the clock in the car, the time was already 5:30 in the evening; Kroger, you are certainly a pain in the ass when you want to be.
"Fucking five-thirty?" Andy looked from the clock to me, "How long were we in that fucking place?"
"Feels like forever," I sighed, "Well, might as well start on dinner while we are thinking about time. When should we expect your parents back?"
As soon as I asked, Amy and Chris pulled up into the driveway next door, laughing as they got out.
"I'm afraid to ask," Andy rose an eyebrows as we watched the pair of older folks make their way across the lawn.
"Ha, your dad is just nuts, Andrew." His mom waved off the concerned look as she made her was into the now opened front door.
"Don't listen to her," Chris whispered into my ear, "She's the crazy on."
"I heard that, Christopher!"
Snickering, the three of us left made our way inside.
I worked on dinner for the next hour as I heard a car pull up. Making his way to the door, Andy opened it to reveal my parents, complete with bottle of wine and Virginia trinkets for Andy's parents.
"Hey, guys!" Andy was truly happy to see them, "Patricia and Scott, this is my dad, Chris, and my mom, Amy. Mom and dad, these are DJ's parents..."
The introduction was a perfect was to get them distracted for me to finish setting the table. Filling glasses with water and setting wine glasses next to them, I cleared my throat.
Having each person's attention, I sighed.
"Dinner..." I presented my perfectly set table, "... is served!"
"Oh, Deanna Jeanne, everything looks lovely, honey," Mom exclaimed, clasping her hands together.
"I couldn't agree more, honeybee," My dad smiled at me as he pulled out a chair for my mom to sit down on.
"Thank you for dinner, again, DJ," Amy sat next to Chris, patting the chair on the opposite side for Andy to sit down on, "You did a bang up job!"
"Yes, I agree," Chris patted his stomach as he sat down, "Let's say some form of grace before we eat this amazing looking meal."
"Sounds good, dad," Andy nodded towards me, "Princess, you mind?"
"Thank you for allowing our families to come together on this beautiful January evening. Thank you for my parent's safe arrival this evening, and for Chris and Amy's safe arrival yesterday. Thank you for this food we are about to enjoy. Amen."
"Beautiful, DJ," Amy beamed at me, "I'm so glad I got to meet my son's fiance and her parents. Thank you for that!"
Clinking glassware followed the prayer, if you would call it that, and soon there was little to no talking.
Leaving very few leftovers, the Biersack and Martenson clans just about finished the entire pot of pasta. Chris and my dad were discussing the Super Bowl line up, and Amy and my mom were nestled together on the couch, looking through photos of my fifth grade graduation.
"Now would be a good time, DJ," Andy thumbed discretely at the pairs, "They are relaxed enough."
Sighing, I loaded the rest of the dished into the dishwasher and wiped my hands.
"You're right; let's do this."
Making our way into the living room where our creators sat together, we gave off the look of "oh shit", which alarmed our moms a tad bit.
"Everything okay? Andy? DJ?" Amy looked between us and turned to my mom, who nodded for us to say something.
"We have something we wanted to tell you, and didn't see any other way to do it but this way..." I trailed off a bit as my eyes welled up with tears.
Andy pulled me closed and swallowed hard, preparing to speak.
"DJ and I..." he paused, his eyes beginning to do the same.
Chris and my dad had taken a seat next to their wives, and finally put two and two together, Chris' jaw dropping to the floor.
"What Christopher?" Amy looked at him as he shook his head swiftly.
"Let Andy and DJ finish."
"DJ and I... are pregnant."
The room became silent; so silent you could hear a pin drop.
After a few verbal arguments between my mom and I, and finally resulting in a drag out argument between my parents, each side had thought a little about the news.
"Well, I am not sure how to take this..." my mom sniffled up tears, "I mean, this happened to us and..."
"Patty, stop crying, love," My dad rubbed my mom's thigh, "She is employed, in school, and about to get married..."
"They just were a little backwards, is all, Pat," Chris smiled, "We know they will finish school; if they don't, they will lose our help. That's the way I see it."
"That seems fair..." Andy nodded, "We promise to stay in school, and to do everything in our power to see our child has a decent quality of life."
I wiped my eyes and nodded in agreement.
"Okay, well, thank you for telling us, honey," mom said and got up to walk to me, "I love you, Deanna Jeanne. I hope you know that."
"I love you, too, mom."
Notes
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