Chapter Ten

Michael's p.o.v

Rita got into the same college as me but she deferred it for a year and is going to be starting her first year when I start my final year. I've had to go back to college but she's come up with me so that I can be around when the baby's born, which should have been about two weeks ago but she's a little late. I know she's stressed about the baby not being here yet when it should be and I am too but there's nothing we can do about it at this point, the baby will come when it is ready too. I have to keep my phone on when I'm in class because she could literally go into labour any second.

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"Michael!" I heard Rita shout from the living room. I was in the bedroom doing my homework so that she could do whatever she wanted without it putting me off, I get distracted very easily.

"Yeah babe?" I shouted back.

"I think my water just broke!"

"Shit" I mumbled to myself. I grabbed my car keys and the bag she had packed for when the time came, started to make our way to the hospital.

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"Hi Ivy" I smiled, playing with my baby girls little fingers. She looks exactly like Rita but with my nose. I gave her back to Rita and kissed both of their heads. "I'll be back in a second" I said, going outside into the hall way.

I had called her mum when we first got here and she said she would talk to Rita's dad and they would make their way up, they knew that the chances of them getting here before Ivy was born was very slim but they wanted to come up and see her. I hadn't told my parents that Rita was in labour, I didn't think about it, the only reason I remembered to call her mum was because she told me to. Well more screamed at me to. So I figured I should let my mum and dad know about her. I decided to just ring the house phone and I would speak to whoever picked up.

"Hello?" I heard Taylor say, which took me by surprise considering she never answers the phone, she always shouts someone else to do it.

"You answering makes a change"

"Oh hey Michael, what's up?"

"Are mum and dad home?"

"Yeah, give me a sec" she said, before going to give the phone to either my mum or dad.

"What's wrong Michael?" I heard my mum say.

"Why do you assume somethings wrong, can't I call for no reason?"

"No. What's happened?"

"Rita had the baby"

I moved my phone away from my ear as I knew she was going to start shouting excitedly. I understand why she's so exited though, it's her first grandchild after all.

"Is it a boy or a girl?" she asked, once she had calmed down.

"A girl. Her names Ivy Rosa Clark. She had her about an hour ago"

"So you didn't double barrel her last name?"

"Nope, she's 100% Clark"

"Does that mean what I think it means?"

My mum's been not so cutely suggesting that I ask Rita to marry me at some point. Which I will do but I want her to be a little older before I do it, preferably closer to 20.

"I'm thinking about it! I mean she's still young and I don't want to rush into anything, and I don't want her to think that the only reason I've done it is because we have a baby! And I'm scared"

"Michael don't be scared to ask her! The chances of her saying no are almost 0"

"Yeah but it's that almost that scares me"

"You've got plenty of time, don't worry about it right now. I'm going to let you go, send me a picture of her later"

"I will do. Bye mum"

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Rita's p.o.v

I had spent the night in hospital so that they could make sure everything was okay and the nurses could show me how to do some things. My mum and dad drove up to see her but it was really late by the time they got here so they couldn't stay very long but I told them that they could come over and see her properly later today and that I'd let them know when we were home and had gotten her settled.

While Michael was on break he had been decorating Ivy's room, and he wouldn't let me see it until now. We both knew that it was going to be a baby girl, I arranged it so that we could find out once he got back, but we hadn't told anyone about it. When people asked if we knew what it was going to be we always told them that we didn't know.

"Okay so I'm not very good a this kind of thing for bare that in mind" Michael said, with his hand on Ivy's door.

The only reason we saw the point in decorating her room was because we are going to be living here for about 5 years and it seemed worth it.

"Michael I'm sure it's fine don't worry about it". He opened the door and I walked in to see the amazing baby room. What on earth was he going on about? This room is amazing. "Michael don't be an idiot, it's amazing" I said kissing his cheek, trying not to squish Ivy who was in my arms.

I thought that having a baby at 18 was going to be a bad thing and in the long run it might be. People are going to judge me for it, the other kids at school were really nasty about it and at least when I go to college people aren't really going to know, and if they do then then they probably wont judge. Michael told me that a couple of people in his class have kids. But at least I have Michael to help me with everything, I know he's not going anywhere and that really means a lot to me.